EBE Chapter 152 This story seems familiar
Chapter 152 This story seems familiar
Yan Ping looked at Wen Ye who was still sleeping silently, "So he is dreaming now?"
Ji Rufeng looked at the cold sweat on his forehead, a trace of worry flashed across his eyes, "It's possible."
"I think you can take a rest first. I'll draw a calming talisman for you. Right now, you can't help with Wen Ye's affairs except watching."
"Take care of yourself first."
Yan Ping felt the fishy sweetness rising in his throat, and endured the blackness in front of his eyes before he let out a breath and spoke in a low voice.
"can."
His current condition is indeed not suitable for holding on. Waiting until he reaches his physical limit will not be good for either him or others.
Ji Heyu acted quickly.
After a few breaths, a blood talisman was drawn and fell into Yan Ping's sea of consciousness.
The churning sea of consciousness finally found a moment of peace, and the injuries that had been ready to move became dormant again.
It works, at least it doesn't hurt as much.
Seeing Yan Ping's brows gradually relaxing, Ji Heyu breathed a sigh of relief silently. It was not in vain for him to use the blood talisman. Ordinary spiritual energy would probably have little effect on Yan Ping's sea of consciousness.
Ji Heyu suddenly remembered something. Yan Ping had vomited blood before, and Yan Ping’s blood was a good thing.
Although they were next to the underground lava flow, Yan Ping's blood would not evaporate so easily.
Ji Heyu looked around and then looked at the huge cavity.
There is still some residual trace of sword intent in it.
Ji Heyu stood up and flew in, and could still feel some incomplete formations.
But now it's all destroyed by the sword intent.
Going further in, there are some beautiful black and white sword fragments.
Ji Heyu paused and chose not to move.
It would be better to wait until Yan Ping gets better and then come and clean up this kind of thing myself.
After searching for a long time, he finally found the pool of blood he was looking for, and saw a slender figure with red and white intertwined lying beside it and drinking wildly.
Ji Heyu's eyelids twitched and he had a bad feeling.
He flew up and grabbed the white snake.
The white snake was also quite ferocious, with blood all over its mouth, and it bit directly at Ji Heyu's wrist.
Ji Heyu grabbed it by the six inches without raising his head and looked at the pool of blood on the ground.
I feel a little depressed and a little painful.
It was strange that Yan Ping had vomited so much blood, and his injuries must have been serious, but looking at Yan Ping's appearance, it was almost impossible to tell.
The painful thing is that Yan Ping vomited so much blood, and it was all wasted by this little beast!
Ji Heyu wanted to crush the snake to death and then draw Yan Ping's blood.
But there would be little point in killing it now and taking it back later, and the snake was quite pretty, so it would be better to wait for Yan Ping to see it for himself.
Ji Heyu raised his hand and collected all the blood belonging to Yan Ping on the ground into a bottle.
Then he carried the white snake away.
As soon as he returned to the boulder, he saw Yan Ping's tightly closed brows frown again.
Ji Heyu injected spiritual power into the snake's skeleton and threw it to Yu Tianhong.
He began to draw a calming talisman using Yan Ping’s blood.
The effect of blood talismans also varies from person to person.
Yan Ping's realm is better than his, and this one can last longer than before.
During this period, Ji Heyu and Yu Tianhong studied the white snake.
"You said Yan Ping was chasing this thing before?"
Ji Heyu was a little bit unbelievable. Although this thing was beautiful, with Yan Ping's strength, was it necessary to pursue it?
Just stretch out your hand and you can suck it into your hand.
Yu Tianhong pointed to the cavity.
"When we got here, Senior showed up with this thing."
Ji Heyu sighed, luckily he hadn't planned to kill him before, if he had killed him it would probably be a big trouble.
A long time had passed, and Ji Heyu had given Yan Ping several calming talismans intermittently.
Yu Tianhong looked at Yan Ping, who was resting on a rock with a calm breath, and then looked at Wen Ye who had not yet woken up.
"Senior Rufeng, it's been so long, why hasn't Wen Ye woken up yet?"
Ji Heyu went over and checked his spirit, and found that he had indeed returned to normal.
He looked at Wen Ye's usually cold features, which at this moment were relaxed, and actually showed a hint of pleasure and comfort.
Ji Heyu suddenly realized something was wrong and said in disbelief.
"Could this kid be having a sweet dream and not wanting to wake up?"
Yu Tianhong: “…”
That can’t be the case. He was awakened by a nightmare, but Wen Ye was so immersed in the sweet dream that he didn’t want to wake up?
Ji Heyu and Yu Tianhong looked at each other, and then looked at Wen Ye's happy eyes.
Ji Heyu sighed, and thinking that Wen Ye was now concerned about Yan Ping, he simply squatted next to Wen Ye, speaking in a mournful voice.
"Wen Ye, Yan Ping is dead."
Yu Tianhong: “…”
His first reaction was to look at Yan Ping.
Yan Ping remained indifferent. He could hear what they said, but he chose to continue sleeping with his eyes closed.
The pain in his sea of consciousness was gone, but he felt weak and fatigued all over. It would be good for him to move less and sleep more.
Wen Ye, who was lying on the ground, seemed to have some reaction to these words. At least the joy in his eyes disappeared without a trace.
Seeing that it was useful, Ji Heyu stood up happily.
"Yu boy, come here and tell him about Yan Ping."
Yu Tianhong: “…”
He didn't want to go on stage. His seniors were so nice, he couldn't say bad things about them!
Yan Ping suddenly said, "Wake him up."
They've been here long enough.
He still has things to do.
Yu Tianhong asked cautiously, "Can't we just wake him up?"
Ji Heyu: “…”
You know what, they haven't tried it.
Yu Tianhong did not take direct action, but chose another gentle approach.
He simply grabbed Wen Ye's collar, pulled him up, and then shook him wildly.
"Wen Ye, Wen Ye, wake up!"
"Wake up!"
He used too much force and smashed Wen Ye's head on the stone.
Yan Ping glanced over, although without any intention.
But Yu Tianhong retracted his hand and squatted down timidly.
"It seems not. He didn't respond."
His head hit the rock so loudly, but he didn't wake up. It seems that physical methods are useless.
Ji Heyu fell into deep thought.
"It seems to be a problem with the soul. If it worked to mention Yan Ping just now, then just keep mentioning Yan Ping."
Yu Tianhong: “…”
He didn't dare to say that Yan Ping was dead, so he stayed close to Wen Ye and kept repeating it.
"Wen Ye, something's happened to the senior, wake up!"
"Something happened to the senior."
"Wake up quickly."
It was somewhat useful at first, but later on, to Wen Ye, it was no different from a buzzing mosquito.
Ji Heyu pondered, "How about adding some plot?"
Yu Tianhong thought about it and looked for some previous references.
"Wen Ye, the senior has been captured by the demon cultivator."
Ji Heyu exclaimed, "How could he be captured by the demon cultivator?"
Yu Tianhong answered subconsciously, "Because the senior is good-looking, they want to flirt with the senior."
Ji Heyu: “…”
I didn't expect this kid to be so bold in making up stories about Yan Ping.
But they dared to make up a story about him pretending to be a woman and cheating on her, so what is there for this guy not to do?
"Wen Ye, wake up! Those people drugged the senior and are planning to tear off his hairband."
Yan Ping: “…”
This story seems familiar.