But before he took a few steps, he turned back.
Now, the silver-haired man is extremely weak, at this moment, even a random warrior could easily kill him...
Ye Qingtang thought about it, and it seemed a little inappropriate for her to leave like this.
"That's all." Ye Qingtang sat next to the silver-haired man: "After all, I was the one who had some ideas about your space ring first, and as compensation... I will stay here until you wake up."
After finishing speaking, Ye Qingtang took out a few holy medicines for healing brought from the sect from her space ring, and forcefully poured them into the man's mouth.
Seeing that the silver-haired man's lips were chapped, Ye Qingtang went not far away to fetch some water and drank it for him.
Ye Qingtang stayed by the silver-haired man's side for about two days. The silver-haired man's complexion improved slightly, and the strange blood-colored crescent moon between his eyebrows seemed to be about to emerge...
Because Ye Qingtang was too tired, she took a short rest. She didn't want to sleep for several hours.
At the beginning of the morning on the third day, Ye Qingtang slowly opened her eyes, but suddenly met a pair of eyes that were so indifferent that there was almost no human emotion.
The silver-haired man woke up at some point, and was looking at Ye Qingtang.
"It was you who saved me." Without giving Ye Qingtang a chance to speak, the silver-haired man's cold voice spoke out first.
"Well, I saw you fall from the sky, I checked curiously, and found that you are not dead, so..." Ye Qingtang very naturally concealed her interest in the silver-haired man's space ring.
The silver-haired man looked at Ye Qingtang for a long time, until Ye Qingtang was a little scared by him, and then the silver-haired man said: "Thank you."
"You're welcome... But, did you wake up so soon?" Ye Qingtang stood up, a little surprised.
With such a serious injury, almost all the vitality in his body collapsed, but he was able to recover and wake up in only three days...
"Um."
The indifferent voice of the silver-haired man came out.
"How did you fall from the sky?" Ye Qingtang asked the doubts that had been pent up in her heart for several days.
Hearing Ye Qingtang's words, the bloody crescent moon mark on the silver-haired man's eyebrows shone with a strange bloody luster.
"If you don't want to say it, then there's no need to say it." Ye Qingtang knew she was being presumptuous.
"It's okay." The silver-haired man said flatly, "I was hunted down."
Ye Qingtang is very sensitive to the word "hunting and killing". In her previous life, she was hunted and killed for three hundred years...
Even after becoming a saint, there were too many people chasing and killing her, and she spent almost every day in fear, and that feeling... was not good.
"Who... were you hunted down by?" Ye Qingtang asked tentatively.
Could it be that this person also offended those super sects of the Tianqi Dynasty
When she observed this silver-haired man, she could not tell whether his martial arts strength was deep or shallow, but with his terrifying physical strength alone, it was not easy for ordinary sects to chase him down, maybe those super sects.
"Old man Jiuyang." The silver-haired man said indifferently.
"Who?" Ye Qingtang froze in place, thinking she had heard wrong.
"Old Man Jiuyang." The silver-haired man said again with a blank expression on his face.
"Old Man Jiuyang?" Ye Qingtang couldn't help laughing after making sure she had heard correctly: "Old Man Jiuyang hasn't shown his face for many years, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, so why did he come to chase you down... Do you think Are you the Holy Master of the Blood Moon Sect?"
"Yes." The silver-haired man said indifferently.
"Who are you?" Ye Qingtang thought she had heard wrong again.