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

There was a series of bangs and clanks outside the door.

Yan Ping turned over lazily and said without turning his head.

"Don't worry about it, let him sleep."

The medicine mainly works on the soul and consciousness level. For these children who haven't even cultivated their consciousness, it is good to drink this medicine, which can be used to cleanse the soul.

Yu Tianhong, who had just rushed into the room, was stunned. "Really, we really don't need to care about it?"

Yan Ping: “Yeah.”

Yu Tianhong: “…”

Yu Tianhong lowered her head to look at Wen Ye. This man had a cold look when he was awake, but he became much calmer after falling asleep.

But looking at Yan Ping's behavior, it seems that he doesn't take him very seriously.

Yu Tianhong wanted to leave the person outside, but she didn't dare to, so she reluctantly carried the person back to her bed.

He looked at Wen Ye viciously, "You sleep in my bed today, and when you wake up you have to work for me!"

After Yu Tianhong finished speaking, she turned around and went out to start packing up the food.

Wen Ye, who was sleeping in the house, felt gradually cold and his eyebrows turned blue.

The medicine he drank gradually turned into bitterness and frost, forming a giant net that enveloped his entire soul.

People who can be formation masters are naturally more sensitive than ordinary people in terms of spiritual acuity. These extreme bitterness and coldness aggravated Wen Ye's body.

Wen Ye's brows were unconsciously furrowed in his sleep. The coldness in his soul as if in an ice cellar penetrated into his body, making his body even colder.

Yan Ping suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Wen Ye, and frowned slightly.

The effect of this medicine on Wen Ye seemed to be greater than he imagined.

Is it because of the soul?

Yan Ping stood up and walked out. Yu Tianhong was eating and was a little surprised when she saw him come out.

"Is there anything you need to do, Senior?"

Yan Ping nodded and walked into Yu Tianhong's small shabby house.

Yu Tianhong scratched his head, quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and followed in.

"Senior, what do you want to do? Tell me directly..."

Yu Tianhong came in and saw Yan Ping standing in front of Wen Ye. He walked forward while talking, and when he saw Wen Ye's appearance at this moment, his eyes suddenly widened.

Wen Ye's condition was even more serious than before, and there was even a little frost between his eyebrows.

"What's up with him?"

Yan Ping lowered his head and looked at Wen Ye quietly.

"Soul."

An attack from the inside out, it seemed he was wrong.

Yu Tianhong also took a sip and woke up after a whole night of coma, with some of the evil spirit in her soul removed.

I think it was the evil energy in his soul that blocked the effectiveness of the medicine.

People who are good at formations have sharp minds and spirits, so the bitterness and coldness they feel in their souls are probably doubled.

After thinking this through, Yan Ping: "..."

There is no most bitter thing in this world, only more bitter.

I don’t know if this kid can handle it. If he can, his soul will definitely become more resilient after this baptism.

Yu Tianhong felt a little uneasy, after all, the person was fainted by the bitterness of his medicine.

If it was someone else, he wouldn't be so worried, but this is Yan Ping's man, and it would be bad if it affected his plan to become his disciple.

"So what does he do now?"

Yan Ping looked around the room, then lazily walked to a chair by the window and sat down.

"Wait."

We waited until evening.

When Wen Ye woke up, Yan Ping was already outside, drinking leisurely.

As the day went by, his laziness from beginning to end finally disappeared a little.

Wen Ye opened his eyes. Although he had slept for a whole day, he felt sore all over and mentally tired.

But his soul was not tired at all, and was even very sharp. He could now feel movements that he could not detect before.

I couldn't fall asleep even though I wanted to. I felt tired from the inside out.

Outside, there was the sound of Yan Ping picking up food and eating, as well as Yu Tianhong chattering.

"Senior, try this, it's delicious."

“This is what I learned from my mother.”

“And this one, it tastes great!”

Wen Ye couldn't help but close his eyes.

He understood a little bit why Yan Ping didn't want to talk much. He was simply tired.

Wen Ye slowly sat up from the bed.

Yu Tianhong's voice outside paused for a moment, and his voice became louder.

Wen Ye almost made this man laugh out of anger.

When I walked out of the house, I saw that Yan Ping had finally changed his clothes.

It was a new light blue robe that he had someone make for him. There should have been some accessories on it, but Yan Ping didn't put them on.

Yan Ping turned his head to look at Wen Ye and asked lazily, "How is your soul?"

Wen Ye's voice was not loud either, and he was just as lazy as Yan Ping.

"It's much sharper than before."

When Yu Tianhong saw Wen Ye coming out, she gritted her teeth and asked politely, "Do you want to eat?"

Wen Ye roughly understood the reason why Yan Ping was lazy, and combined with Yan Ping's questions just now, he realized that the bottle of medicine that Yu Tianhong took out was not simple.

Regardless of the reason, he is now benefiting from Yu Tianhong.

Good things that can cleanse the soul are very expensive, so he is lucky today.

So Wen Ye nodded to Yu Tianhong and smiled slightly, "Eat."

Yu Tianhong: “…”

Yu Tianhong reluctantly took out a set of bowls and chopsticks from the side.

Fortunately, he cooks a lot of dishes every time, enough for multiple people.

There were clearly three people at the dinner table, but the atmosphere was even quieter than before.

Yan Ping and Wen Ye were too lazy to speak. Normally when they were together, they were silent most of the time.

Yu Tianhong didn't want to perform a one-man show by himself. It was okay if he sang to Yan Ping, but if Wen Ye followed along, he would look like a clown!

Yan Ping felt a little happier while eating.

After finishing his meal, he walked towards the pond, ignoring the remaining two people.

Seeing Yan Ping walking away, Yu Tianhong looked at Wen Ye warily, "You drank the medicine by yourself during the day. I didn't force you to drink it."

"Don't talk nonsense in front of your seniors!"

Wen Ye: "..."

All his displeasure at Yu Tianhong's provocation disappeared completely.

When I came back in the morning, I felt that my house had been robbed, but now it seems that the man is still wandering around outside the yard.

He saw Yu Tianhong and Yan Ping together twice today, and it was always Yu Tianhong who was talking beside them while Yan Ping pretended not to hear and just ate his own food.

I couldn’t tell in the morning, but it was in the meal just now.

Yan Ping's performance was very obvious.

I don’t know if Yu Tianhong noticed it.

Wen Ye didn't intend to bring it up. Seeing that he didn't want to eat anymore, he stood up and started to clean up the dishes. It was impolite to ask others to wash the dishes after eating their meal.

Yu Tianhong didn't help either. It was normal for him to cook for Yan Ping, but since he had already eaten it, he would have to wash the dishes to pay off his debt. His cooking skills were not something that everyone could eat.

Yu Tianhong frowned when she saw that he just collected the bowls and completely ignored what she had said before.

"Why do not you speak?"

Wen Ye: "...How old are you this year?"

Yu Tianhong looked at him in confusion, "Why are you asking this?"

Wen Ye put the bowl and chopsticks in the basin beside him, "Don't you think you are childish?"

Yu Tianhong almost jumped up and down, "Who are you calling childish?"

Wen Ye started to wash the dishes. Amid the clash of the dishes and chopsticks, he quietly explained the facts, "You, you got angry just now when I didn't say anything."

Yu Tianhong: “…”

That’s because he was worried that Wen Ye would complain!

The courtyard became quiet again.

Yu Tianhong gritted his teeth and turned away.

Wen Ye didn't care. It was better if no one talked. While washing dishes, he deduced the formation in his mind.

After putting away the dishes, Wen Ye walked towards Yan Ping. He had something to ask Yan Ping.