I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Wen Ye grew up alone and had no experience of living with his parents.

He also has no desire for a family relationship.

When he first saw Wen Feng coming, he just felt complicated emotions, but not nervous at all.

But now he saw Yan An standing in front of him, who was tall but obviously thin.

Wen Ye's heartbeat quickened, and he unconsciously clenched his fingers slightly. For a moment, he didn't dare to look at her.

But after just a moment, he adjusted himself and tried to speak in a calm tone.

"I know, Senior's sister."

Yan An heard the unconscious tension in his voice, raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

She nodded, turned and walked to the window, leaning against it, exuding a sense of relaxation and laziness, and tilted her head to glance at Wen Ye.

When Wen Ye saw this scene, he relaxed a little, slowly walked over and stood not far from her.

Through the window, he could also see the blue sky and the vast ocean outside.

"Ah Ping is not that old this year, he is only 26, why do you call him senior?"

Yan An's slightly curious voice sounded, like a casual conversation.

Wen Ye's nervous mood was calmed down again, and Yan An's words reminded him of the past, and his expression softened a lot.

"When I first met him, I thought he was some big shot who had been in seclusion for a long time, so I called him senior."

Yan An chuckled. She looked at Wen Ye's relaxed look and said, "You two probably didn't have a very pleasant time when you first met."

Wen Ye thought about the scene when they first met, and it was indeed not very pleasant.

The first time we met, I was forced to be his younger brother.

Wen Ye laughed, "Now that I think about it, it's a good thing."

At least at that time, although he was amazed by Yan Ping's appearance, he was absolutely unwilling to follow a stranger.

Yan An thought about this sentence for a moment, then curled the corners of his mouth.

"It seems that it was not very good at that time."

Wen Ye looked at Yan An, "Why do you say that?"

Yan An propped up his head and looked at the scenery outside the window, then hummed and spoke.

"A Ping was very naughty when he was young, and he had a bit of a domineering personality."

"All of his peers in the core circle of Yuanzhou, regardless of gender, have been beaten by him."

"After encountering some problems, I became more restrained, but I went too far and developed a bad temper again."

After hearing the last sentence, Wen Ye's heart skipped a beat.

There was something that had puzzled him for a long time.

He knew that Yan Ping had encountered a bad thing in the past, which was related to the blood sacrifices he had performed, but he didn't know the specific reason.

"Can you tell me what happened to Senior that made him like this?"

Yan An raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at Wen Ye, "You don't know?"

Wen Ye paused, but simply nodded, "I only know that someone wanted to capture him for sword practice, and later he was rescued by you."

Yan An hummed, "You know quite a lot."

"I think what you want to know is what happened after he was rescued."

"At that time, his body and personality were on the verge of complete collapse. For a long time, all he had in mind was killing."

"I tried many methods to finally pull back a bit of his humanity and reshape his worldview."

"Using this, I set a seal in his sea of ​​consciousness, sealing away many bad things in his consciousness."

Yan An said this and looked at Wen Ye with a complicated look in his eyes.

"Since then, he rarely interacts with us unless necessary."

Wen Ye didn't expect that Yan Ping had encountered so many things in the past, but after hearing the last sentence, he was stunned.

"why?"

Why would a person who has just suffered a severe mental trauma choose to live in seclusion?

When Wen Ye saw the complex emotions in Yan An's eyes, he had a bad feeling.

Yan An stopped looking at him and turned his head to look at the Wuwang Sea outside the window.

"Because once he has strong emotional fluctuations, it will affect the seal."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, striking Wen Ye on the head, making him stiff and numb from head to toe.

At this moment, his perception of the outside world completely disappeared, and there was only a blank in his consciousness.

For him, perhaps a moment had passed, or perhaps a long time had passed. When he came back to his senses, his voice suddenly became hoarse.

"Is it me who broke his seal?"

After all, in Qingzhou, no one else could influence Yan Ping.

Only he, relying on Yan Ping's indulgence towards him, wanted Yan Ping to respond to him.

This is an unequal relationship.

He didn't even think about the future, he just wanted Yan Ping to respond to him right now.

But it was very difficult for Yan Ping to simply respond to him.

Because that would loosen his seal and cause it to break.

Wen Ye's breathing almost stopped, and his body began to tremble slightly unconsciously.

Yan Ping has become what he is now because of him.

A hand suddenly touched his brow, bringing a cool breath, and Yan An's voice was extremely gentle.

"Concentrate and meditate."

"His current situation has nothing to do with you, don't think too much about it."

Wen Ye moved his gaze with difficulty to look at Yan An, his light golden eyes filled with hesitation, anxiety and panic, like a little animal with nowhere to go.

Yan An looked at his current appearance and sighed.

He spoke as he used his spiritual energy to sort out his meridians.

"It really has nothing to do with you. This is a good thing for you."

"It's better to relieve the pressure than to block it, you know? He has been shutting himself off from us for years and has not communicated with us. It's not a good thing to keep suppressing the pressure. We are very worried about him, but he doesn't want to, and we can't find him."

"So you actually helped a lot this time."

Wen Ye's eyelashes trembled. He looked at Yan An and opened his mouth, but said nothing.

A tepid voice sounded outside the door, "I suggest you knock him out directly. He has a hidden injury in his soul and it has not yet been fully healed."

Before Wen Ye could react to who it was, his vision went dark again.

Yan An always listened to the doctor's advice. She put Wen Ye on the bed, then turned her head and looked at Wen Jingshan who was standing outside the door.

"Is there a hidden injury in his soul?"

"Looking at the marks, it was an injury he suffered a long time ago. Yan Ping used his spiritual consciousness to repair it, but with his level, it can only be said to be barely enough."

Wen Jingshan came in with two bowls of medicine in his hands. He placed one on the table next to Wen Ye and handed one to Yan An.

"It relapsed later and I took some medicine to treat it, but it didn't get to the root of the problem."

Yan An looked at the bowl of dark and sticky medicine in his hand and had no desire to take it.

Seeing her like this, Wen Jingshan put the medicine bowl aside.

"You have lost too much vitality this time. You will die if you stay in Qingzhou. Think about what to do next."

Yan An lowered his eyes and looked at the medicine in his hand, and sighed.