Ye Yunlan opened the door.
Rong Ran was standing in front of the door with a bamboo umbrella, smiling at him. He is dressed in Tsing Yi, born elegant and soft, the beauty of the mountains and rivers in the world seems to melt into his eyebrows, and his eyes seem to be full of spring when he smiles.
"Alan can be considered to open the door." Rong Ran smiled and put away the bamboo umbrella in his hand, "Come in, it's raining, be careful to catch a cold."
Ye Yunlan looked at him silently for a while, then turned and walked in.
He just got out of bed and went straight out to open the door, so he didn't wear shoes.
Rong Ran put the bamboo umbrella next to the door and turned to see the bare feet.
Not as broad and rough as ordinary men, those feet were white and narrow, with a very beautiful shape, and the heels were slightly pink.
He was seriously injured, and he staggered when walking, sometimes staggering, his feet would arch slightly, and his toes were tightly curled on the ground to barely stabilize his body.
Rong Ran stared at it for a moment before walking into the house with Ye Yunlan.
Intentionally or not, every step of his step, he stepped on the place Ye Yunlan had just walked, and he was inseparable.
Ye Yunlan sat on the carved chair, looking sideways at the rain outside the window, his face was pale and indifferent.
Rong Ran didn't care about Ye Yunlan's indifference.
No cultivator could easily accept that he was seriously injured and his cultivation path was cut off. It was normal for Ye Yunlan to be depressed.
He walked to a round table of golden silk sandalwood in the room, took a blue and white lotus-patterned cup on the table, picked up the teapot and filled it up, and found that the tea in the cup was still warm, and lowered his head to take a closer look, it turned out that the bottom of the teapot was specially carved by someone. Arrays for heat preservation.
Out of the corner of my eye, I swept across the corner of the wall again. There was a purple sand incense burner with a reverse flow. The white incense waterfall poured down, lingering around here, and smelling the fragrance was a very precious concentrating fragrance in the world of practice.
Everything in this house is well arranged.
The smile in Rong Ran's eyes slowly faded. He picked up the cup of tea and walked to the window, leaning over and handing it to Ye Yunlan.
"Alan, drink a cup of tea to warm up your body first." He whispered, "I heard that you were seriously injured in the Yaochi Secret Realm before, and I have been worried for the past few days."
Ye Yunlan took the cup of tea and held it in his hands, but he didn't drink it. He only looked down at the tea leaves floating in the cup. After a while, he said, "Senior Brother Rong, I didn't find the magic pill in the secret realm."
Rong Ran was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and said, "Alan, you... I just mentioned it casually at first, so why did you take it to heart? It's still so precious, even if there is one in the secret realm, it will be released. It is extremely rare in the midst of numerous restrictions. After Shenhuo got out of control, the secret realm collapsed. You are very fortunate to have escaped from me, and why do you want you to find medicine pills for me."
"Alan, you are my savior." He leaned down, looking directly at Ye Yunlan with his soft eyes, his eyes were full of sincerity, "When I took you into the sect, I only wished that you would no longer suffer in this world. , do what you want to do, live happily, and don't ask you to do anything for me."
He spoke very sincerely.
Ye Yunlan, however, recalled the scene when Rong Ran came to visit him in the last life.
In the last life, He Lanze did not let him heal his wounds. He sat alone in his secluded place with bandages all over his face.
In order to obtain the magic pill in the secret realm, he accidentally got on the fire, and the flesh on his upper body was burned by the fire. Fortunately, the internal injury was not serious, and he was still able to move freely.
After Rong Ran entered the door, he got up and poured tea for the other party, took out the magic pill and handed it to the other party.
He thought the other party would be happy.
However, after Rong Ran took the medicine pill, he didn't say a word, just reached out and stroked his face, slowly rubbing it for a long time.
Then, in a circle, the bandages on his face were untied.
After a long while, Rong Ran let out a low sigh.
"Alan, you can wrap the bandage again. Remember to wear a mask in the future... You don't have to take it off in front of me." He stood up, "I still have something to do, I need to go first, and you can rest."
Hearing this, although he was a little disappointed, he did as he was told.
He has always listened to Rong Ran's words.
He was lonely when he was young, and if someone treated him a little bit, he would keep it in his heart.
Although he had saved Rong Ran's life inadvertently, after coming to Tianzong, he never regarded himself as the other party's savior, asking for anything and everything from the other party.
Rong Ran was kind to him, and he repaid it in his own way.
Returning the magic pill is one of the rewards.
However, after Rong Ran took the return pill and left, he never came to see him again.
We met again, but it was already at Helanze's birthday banquet.
The sword talisman made by himself was thrown to the ground by He Lanze. He stood there, watching the talisman paper being trampled by the surrounding disciples.
At this moment, Rong Ran walked up to him and said softly, "Alan, why did you come to Senior Brother Helan's birthday banquet? You know that Senior Brother... he doesn't like you very much."
He replied, "Eldest brother's swordsmanship is very strong."
He Lanze didn't like him, but it didn't prevent him from feeling that the opponent's swordsmanship was strong.
He wants to be friends with each other.
Perhaps because of his childhood experiences, he did not like being alone.
When Rong Ran was there, there was still someone to accompany him.
When Rong Ran left, his world was empty.
Until one time, when he was carrying out the sect mountain patrol mission, he encountered a powerful monster that exceeded his expectations. When he was about to fight to the death, he was rescued by a casual sword from He Lanze who passed by, and his eyes began to focus on this. A sect master.
He began to approach He Lanze.
It's just that He Lanze doesn't remember saving him, but his attitude is quite impatient. When he looks at the mask on his face, his eyes are even more contemptuous.
At that time, he was stubborn and straightforward, sincere and enthusiastic, and he believed that sincerity could resolve prejudice and perseverance would be fulfilled.
He hit a wall several times, but he still couldn't stop his enthusiasm.
"Does Alan admire Senior Brother Helan very much?" Rong Ran asked him softly, with a subtle tone.
He nodded, "Yes."
"Then you know that I have always liked Senior Brother Helan." Rong Ran said, "You will trouble me by pestering him like this."
He was stunned.
"Alan, you've always been a good boy, wouldn't you want to grab someone your brother likes?" Rong Ranrou judoed, "Don't make me look down on you."
He opened his mouth, but before he spoke, Rong Ran had turned away.
Later, he was slandered and killed in a secret realm and was tied to the law enforcement hall to be tortured.
On the photo stone, the images of his murder were clearly recorded.
Only he knew that the person in the image was not him, because when the person killed, he was trapped in a dangerous situation with Rong Ran.
In order to protect Rong Ran, his soul was invaded by the demonic energy in the secret realm-later, the demonic energy in his divine soul also became one of the evidences that he had entered the demon and killed his disciples.
Rong Ran, the only one who could prove his innocence, just stood quietly in the crowd, watching He Lanze raise his sword and abolish his dantian.
He was dragged down 3,000 steps by angry disciples and thrown under the mountain gate.
At noon, the sun was burning.
He was out of breath, listening to the voices around him slowly changing from clamor to silence.
Suddenly, a tall figure crouched down in front of him.
The sun was shining, and in the blurred vision, the first thing he saw was a little cold light on the tip of the knife.
Then I felt the pain of the flesh on my face being cut open.
Blood ran down his neck.
He finally saw the person coming.
It is Rong dye.
Rong Ran's beautiful face still had a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze, but the movements in her hands did not stop.
His limbs and throat were sealed by spiritual power, unable to move or make a sound.
Blood stains slowly covered his eyelashes.
"Why are you crying?" Rong Ran asked him softly, "It's obvious that your face has already been destroyed, I just help you to destroy it more thoroughly to save your eyes."
"Obviously it was Alan who did it wrong first," he said. "I taught you to practice obediently, but you seduce men everywhere. You don't want to take your heart away when your face is ruined. You are born a slutty bitch."
Memories stopped in a bloody mess.
Ye Yunlan sat upright with his head down.
Rong Ran didn't get the response he wanted, frowning slightly, he suddenly walked around behind Ye Yunlan, and said softly, "Alan, can I help you fix your hair? I remember when you first entered the sect, you didn't know anything. If you don't know anything, I want to teach you everything..."
He raised his hand to pick up Ye Yunlan's long hair, only to feel the blue silk flowing down his hand like satin, and he closed his fingers, trying to grasp it.
But nothing was caught.
Ye Yunlan turned her head to the side, the scarlet tear mole at the end of her eye was extremely bright, her long eyelashes were like feathers, and her pupils were dark.
"No," he said.
Rong Ran was startled and sighed: "Alan has grown up, so he doesn't need to worry about senior brother." He put on the carved chair with both hands, leaned over slightly, stared at Ye Yunlan's face, and suddenly changed the subject with a smile, "Speaking of which, Alan, where's the mask I gave you? Why don't you see it with you?"
Ye Yunlan said: "Falling in the secret realm."
Rong Ran's smile remained the same, and said, "Then I'll make one for Alan after I go back. What style does Alan like? You can mention it to your senior brother."
Ye Yunlan looked at Rong Ran quietly.
"No need." He said again.
This is the second time he has refused Rong Ran today.
Rong Ran still wanted to speak, but heard Ye Yunlan say: "Senior Brother Rong, I want to rest."
This is already brightly chasing guests.
The smile on Rong Ran's face faded.
"Alan, if you're in a bad mood, you can tell me, don't keep it in your heart." After a while, he whispered, "Senior brother is really worried about you."
"I know your heart is uncomfortable." He continued, "The spirit of fire enters the body, the meridians are broken, and the medicine stone is difficult to heal. But it is not without hope of cure. If there is an expert who steps in the virtual realm..."
He paused, but said nothing.
In the past three thousand years, no one in the world has reached the Void Stepping Realm. Even the number one person in the world today, the sect master of Tianzong, Qi Yunjun, is only mortal.
"Actually, there is another way," Rong Ran paused, leaned over to Ye Yunlan's ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "If Alan can find someone who is recognized by Shenhuo, cultivate with him, and blend with his divine body, he will naturally be able to fuse Shenhuo with him. The spirit is extradited to the past..."
Before he could finish speaking, the door was suddenly pushed open with a creak.
He Lanze strode in and was stunned when he saw Rong Ran, "Junior Brother Rong, why are you here?"
Rong Ran didn't look flustered, she straightened up unhurriedly, and said with a smile, "I heard that Alan was injured, and I couldn't bear it anymore, so I came over to see. Senior Brother Helan is also true, he treats people so tightly, several times. It's been a while, but I didn't let my junior and junior brothers show up, and I blame people for worrying about it."
Between his beautiful eyes, the brilliance circulated, as if joking.
"Those who know it know that the senior brother is well-intentioned, but those who don't know it, I am afraid that the senior brother is hiding in the golden house."