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Yun Sheng Children's Shoes once again ignored the fact that she was only six years old.
The next moment, she understood the reason why Ye Beiming acted like this.
There was the sound of pushing the door open.
In the middle of the night, the only one who can walk freely in the Dharma Temple is Yang Damao.
Presumably he saw the lights in Ye Beiming's room.
In the middle of the night, a dry and thin middle-aged man broke into the room of a young lady
When the old gray wolf met the injured tsundere little fox
Yun Sheng's head was full of fantasies, but she was unconscious and didn't think about it. In the middle of the night, what was she doing as a six-year-old little loli hiding under the bed of a ten-year-old young lady.
Ye Beiming's bed is not big, and it is already very cramped to accommodate two people.
Ye Beiming had just finished treating his injuries, and his upper body had already been stripped naked by Yun Sheng.
When Yun Sheng was thinking wildly, she moved slightly, carefully avoiding Ye Beiming's smooth abdominal muscles.
When she was drinking poisonous blood just now, she noticed that Ye Beiming looked slender and handsome, but his muscles were very strong, not like a ten-year-old boy at all.
"Injured? A monster?" Dao Dao Yang glanced at Ye Beiming's bloody coat thrown on the ground.
Ye Beiming had been to Yuewu Mountain Range many times, and each time he entered and exited safely, never in such a mess as tonight.
Ye Beiming turned his body sideways, and tucked down the quilt naturally, covering Yun Sheng's restless eyes.
He pretended to be lying on the bed, and said casually: "There was a conflict with several hunters, including summoners and war beasts."
Hunters are craftsmen who specialize in retrying various assassinations, hunting, and even various tasks on the Promise Continent. Most of them are composed of several types of people, warriors above the Grand Martial Master, Grand Magisters and even Summoners.
Most of them belong to different hunting regiments. Most of them are skilled in martial arts and above. They have extraordinary skills. They use all means for money.
It is already a miracle that Ye Beiming escaped with serious injuries under the siege of several adult hunters alone.
The poisonous wound on his abdomen seemed to be caused by the war beast of the hunter summoner.
"Has the wound been healed?" Da Gui Yang's tone was cold, without even a trace of warmth.
The relationship between the two is not like a communication between a master and an apprentice, but rather a kind of...
Yun Sheng wondered, but couldn't tell what the relationship between Ye Beiming and Yang Damo was.
"I applied some hemostatic flowers," Ye Beiming frowned slightly, the little wild cat under him moved restlessly, and he could feel her delicate nose rubbing against his chest.
Noticing that something was wrong with Ye Beiming, Master Yang took a step forward and said as he walked, "Let me see."
Seeing that he was about to open the quilt first, the heart of Yun Sheng who was hiding underneath was about to jump out of his throat.
"Did you find the person?" Ye Beiming tensed up suddenly, and pushed away Great Magician Yang with one hand.
Yun Sheng was not on guard, the bridge of his nose hit his wound, and just stopped the bleeding wound from bursting open, warm blood slipped down against Yun Sheng's cheek.
A hand quickly reached into the quilt, and quickly drew a few words on Yun Sheng's back: "Don't make a sound."
After hearing these words, Great Magician Yang stopped the hand that was about to test Ye Beiming, and he smiled dryly: "How is it possible, you are my apprentice, what good will it do me if I hurt you?"
"Perhaps, you don't want them to kill me, but you just want to test me and test my strength. Don't worry, I promise to hand over my Dharma Soul to you, as long as you can cure my eyes," Ye The blood on Beiming's body had already soaked the quilt.
Yun Sheng could smell a strong smell of blood.
Dharma soul? Eye
Yun Sheng suddenly rounded his eyes.
Their conversation was very weird, why she was confused and didn't understand what they were talking about for a long time.
"Yes, that is our agreement. As long as I cure your eyes, you will hand over your Dharma Soul, the unparalleled Dharma Soul. Five years have passed, and there is only the last step left in my magic circle. If you can find a two-hundred-year-old magic beast soul stone, I can heal your eyes," Daoist Yang became excited, his eyes full of excitement.
"I will abide by the agreement, find the two-hundred-year-old magic beast soul stone, and get out of my room immediately," Ye Beiming felt dizzy for a while, he gritted his teeth, holding his last breath.
He knew very well that Master Yang was an extremely cruel person. If he couldn't hold on, fell down, hid in the bed, and Yun Sheng who eavesdropped on Master Yang's shocking secret, he must die.
"Then you have a good rest, I'm waiting for your soul stone," Damo Yang smiled, and he was no longer surprised by Ye Beiming's presumptuousness.
Geniuses are often arrogant and unruly.
Ye Beiming is a genius, but he can't escape his grasp.
Being laid down, Yun Sheng was taken aback by the conversation between the two.
Exchange eyesight with magic soul
It wasn't until Master Yang left the room that Ye Beiming finally lost his strength and fell into a coma for the second time.
This one was in a coma, and he didn't wake up until the middle of the night.
The first reaction when he woke up, he habitually groped for the pillow, and there was always a sword next to his pillow.
His movements were too large, pulling the wound, and he couldn't help but groaned.
"If you don't want to die, move again and drink this bowl of brown sugar water," Yun Sheng opened his eyes wide, and replaced the wet cloth on Ye Beiming's forehead.
After Master Yang left, Ye Beiming was physically exhausted and lost too much blood, and he had a high fever for a while. Thanks to Yun Sheng who helped him cool down in time, otherwise he would not die, but his brain would burn out.
"What the hell is that? I don't eat sweets," Ye Beiming smelled a hint of sweetness, and turned his head away in disgust.
But the next moment, the bridge of his tall nose was pinched by a pair of soft little hands, and the hard edge of the bowl hit his teeth unceremoniously. All the salt water poured in.
"Little wild cat, you dare to feed me medicine? You know I am!" Ye Beiming grabbed Yun Sheng by the collar like a wolf with fried hair, and was about to explode.
"I'm saving your life. I don't care what kind of dirty business you have with that great magician Yang. I, Yun Sheng, have never had a patient who couldn't be saved. If you want to have a chance to see your mother again, what will happen next?" For a few days, what do I feed, what do you eat!" Yun Sheng didn't panic at all, her mouth flipped and turned, crisp and sweet.
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Beiming's hand stopped, and he mumbled: "How do you know my mother, I..."
"You talked nonsense when you had a high fever, and you called your mother for hours, and you still held on to my hand. You are better than me, my mother, and died very early," Yun Sheng pouted, and said casually.
There was a moment of silence in the room, and a suspicious look of embarrassment appeared on Ye Beiming's handsome face.
He said softly, "Sorry."
"Don't worry, everything you said last night was all nonsense, and what I heard was also nonsense, and I wouldn't say a single word," Yun Sheng understood, knowing too much would lead to a short life.
She checked Ye Beiming's wound, and after confirming that it had initially healed, she sneaked back home before dawn.
After Yun Sheng left, Ye Beiming sat on the bed as if he had settled down.
He took out a delicate ring from his body, which was a storage ring.
In the ring, there are several soul stones, one of which is the soul stone of a two-hundred-year-old monster.