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

Chapter 239 I think this chapter has a lot of problems

Yan Ping saw Wen Ye staring at the ground and lost in thought, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. The guilty feeling in his heart, which was already very strong, was thrown away like a ball to Java Island.

Waiting for a gift to show goodwill, and it was full of twists and turns. He stared at Wen Ye quietly.

Watching when Wen Ye would come back to his senses, Yan Ping discovered something.

In the past six months, Wen Ye has grown very fast. He is now half a head taller than Wen Ye. Converted into the height unit of his previous life, he should be about 1.78 meters tall.

He achieved enlightenment too early and too hastily, causing his body shape to be completely solidified at the level of a teenager or a young adult.

Wen Ye’s current height is about 1.74 meters.

But Wen Ye is only seventeen this year and can still grow. In another year, he might be taller than him.

Yan Ping usually didn't mind the issue of height, but now he suddenly realized it, and he felt that Wen Ye's height was a bit dazzling.

The evil thoughts that were suppressed under the sword mountain in the sea of ​​consciousness leaked out a little.

It was enough to make Yan Ping's eyes turn slightly unfriendly.

He was thinking about one thing. Since Wen Ye would grow tall, he could find a way to prevent him from growing taller.

While he is in a daze, why not pretend to be angry, break his legs first, and then secretly crush a piece of his bone?

Or you could set up a formation to press on him and prevent him from growing. Anyway, he is a brain user, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't grow tall.

Yan Ping thought about it, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. At first glance, it looked like he was smiling, but there was a strong malice in his eyes.

Wen Ye has a lot of thoughts, and they are very complicated.

He could sense a vague but familiar malicious gaze from the outside world. When he was in a depressed mood, he didn't want to deal with it, so his expression didn't change at all.

Until the malice in that gaze grew stronger and stronger, reaching a level that could no longer be ignored.

Wen Ye forced himself to put aside his distracting thoughts and looked up with a cold face. Then he saw Yan Ping, who suddenly smiled gently but stared at him with a gloomy look.

Wen Ye's spirit trembled for a moment.

The two people's eyes met, and although the gaze should have been very familiar, at this moment, it made Wen Ye feel strange and yet strangely familiar.

It was filled with sinister malice, exactly the same gaze he had felt before Yan Ping appeared, but this time, he felt even more malice.

Fake?

Wen Ye's fingers clenched instantly, his heart pounding. He stared at Yan Ping closely, trying to find a flaw in Yan Ping, while speaking slowly.

In stark contrast to his state of mind at the moment, his voice seemed to be outside of his body, extremely calm.

"I'm here to give something to you, Senior."

As soon as the words came out, Wen Ye felt that the thick malice had diminished a lot.

A hint of surprise flashed through his wildly spinning thoughts.

Wen Ye didn't think much about it, but kept staring at Yan Ping.

Yan Ping's face was as pale as ever, but with a hint of joy. He leaned lazily against a peach tree, his previous gentle smile was retracted, leaving only a dim look in his eyes.

"what to give?"

Wen Ye was silent for a moment. Whether in small movements or the tone of voice, the person in front of him was exactly the same as Yan Ping.

He pursed his lips and showed the formation plate in his hand.

"This is a new formation I developed. I want to try it out on you, senior."

After Wen Ye spoke and interrupted Yan Ping's thoughts, the malice that had arisen in Yan Ping's mind before had faded a lot. He lazily stretched out his hand, motioning Wen Ye to give him the thing.

But Wen Ye did not move. Instead, he looked at him and put the formation plate back.

Yan Ping's hand froze. He looked at Wen Ye's movements, tilted his head, and then moved his gaze to look at Wen Ye's cold face. A hint of scarlet flashed across his dark eyes.

His voice was calm, so calm that not a single murderous intent could be detected in it.

"Are you playing with me?"

His temper is not good enough, so he gets fooled again and again.

Wen Ye: "..."

He felt the sudden increase in malice and the familiar murderous intent that followed.

This was the first time he felt the malice from Yan Ping, but he was very familiar with the murderous intent from Yan Ping. He had felt it when they first met.

Without thinking too much, he could be sure that the man in front of him was really Yan Ping the moment he felt the murderous intent...

Looking at Yan Ping's increasingly obvious malice and murderous intent, Wen Ye's eyelids twitched slightly. Without having time to think about why Yan Ping had such strong malice towards him, he spoke decisively.

"Today is my birthday, and I want to exchange gifts with my seniors."

Wen Ye froze for a moment when he felt the malice sticking to him. Before Yan Ping could speak, he filled in the gap.

"Senior knows me so well, you should know when my birthday is."

There was a lot of murderous intent in Yan Ping's mind, and the unpleasant feeling was real, but it was also true that he was stunned for a moment.

Because he really didn't know when Wen Yeshengchen was.

At least the original book he read didn't mention when Wen Yeshengchen was.

But Yan Ping suddenly realized a problem, his eyes narrowed instantly, and his voice was slightly cold, "It's your birthday, you're giving me a gift?"

Wen Ye glanced at Yan Ping, organized his words, and then spoke slowly with a calm expression.

"I didn't have any elders around me before, so I never celebrated my birthday."

"Since we parted at the water pond last time, I haven't seen you again."

"Today I just cultivated to the Void Dan realm, and it's my birthday, so I wanted to come and see you, Senior."

"But I was worried that Senior didn't want to see me, so I brought a gift."

Wen Ye's tone was flat, but what he said seemed very pitiful and humble.

Look at the slightly lonely expression on his face.

Yan Ping gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Are you playing pity on me?"

Although he said this, all his murderous intent and malice were suppressed again.

At that moment, Wen Ye seemed to have left the enclosed water and was exposed to a fresh and pure sight.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like he had escaped death.

Facing Yan Ping's malice directly is not an easy thing. It is not only a suppression of physical strength, but also an emotional and psychological oppression.

No longer enveloped by Yan Ping's malice, Wen Ye relaxed visibly, and was a little slow to respond.

"Every word is true and every sentence is sincere."

When Wen Ye said this, he looked up at Yan Ping. There was a question he didn't want to guess anymore. There was a clear question in his eyes.

"Senior, why didn't you see me before?"

Yan Ping paused, then looked at the hint of fatigue hidden in Wen Ye's relaxed posture, and frowned slightly.

He didn't really want to answer this question.

But considering that it was Wen Yeshengchen who was here today, Yan Ping spoke.

"I wanted you to learn the formation as soon as possible and come back to Yuanzhou with me. I was too impatient that day."

As he spoke, he turned and walked inside.

Wen Ye was stunned. Did Yan Ping say this because he felt that what he did that day was not right, so he didn't want to see him later?

Wen Ye's heart skipped a beat.

After Yan Ping passed by, the forbidden light trembled slightly, and seemed to be closing.

Wen Ye didn't have time to think, he followed quickly, and as soon as he stepped in, the restriction was closed behind him.

……

Yan Ping walked ahead in silence.

Wen Ye followed behind him. His thoughts were a little confused at this time because too many things had just happened.

Taking advantage of the brief silence, he sorted out his thoughts.

At first, he was a little upset because of Yan Ping's attitude, and then because of the sudden malice, he mistakenly thought that Yan Ping was a fake, but later he was sure that Yan Ping was the real thing.

When Wen Ye thought about this, he suddenly realized something.

Yan Ping's malicious gaze was too similar to the gaze he felt when he stood in front of the ban.

So the gaze he felt at that time was actually from Yan Ping.

Wen Ye suddenly fell silent.

At that time he reminded Yan Ping, but Yan Ping said that the person had already left.

If Yan Ping was lying to him.

Then, could the vague attention he felt in the peach forest be from Yan Ping?

Could it be that the gaze he felt before painting during the day was also from Yan Ping?

With this association, it seems that many things can be explained.

Wen Ye twitched his lips, then looked up at Yan Ping.

Yan Ping walked in a normal manner, with a hint of righteousness in his voice.

Wen Ye moved his lips, but still said nothing and continued to clear his thoughts.

Later, because he didn't recognize Yan Ping and didn't want to give Yan Ping the formation plate, Yan Ping got angry.

It was precisely because of that murderous aura that he was certain that Yan Ping was Yan Ping.

When Wen Ye thought of this, he still didn't understand why Yan Ping suddenly became so malicious towards him?

Although Yan Ping had a bad temper, he had never behaved like this before.

Yan Ping didn't know what he was thinking. He walked all the way to the edge of the pond, then he stopped and turned to look at Wen Ye.

"After that day, I realized that I pushed you a little too hard."

"So I want to give you some independence."

When Yan Ping said this, there was a hint of dissatisfaction and warning in his voice.

"Giving you independent space is to let you learn more about formations, not to let you practice."

Wen Ye: "..."

He seemed to understand.

So Yan Ping was unhappy because he was practicing during this period, which was why he had such great malice towards him?

After walking a distance inside, a feeling of heat that was as intense as that in Fire Spirit City came towards me, and I could not feel the cold at all.

There was even mist rising from the heat near the pool of water in Jiyangdan.

Wen Ye looked at Ji Yang Dan and fell into silence.

This thing seems to be better than his formation.

Yan Ping walked to the edge of the pond, found a clean stone to sit on, and then leisurely looked at Wen Ye who was standing not far away.

Just when he was about to say something, he raised his head with some discomfort. Yan Ping narrowed his eyes instantly and suddenly said to Wen Ye.

"come over."

Wen Ye glanced at Ji Yangdan, then walked over silently and stood in front of Yan Ping.

The postures of the two men were very normal. Wen Ye had walked around in front of the seated Yan Ping many times before, so he stood at the same distance this time.

Then I heard Yan Ping's cold voice.

"What are you doing standing there like a pole?"

Wen Ye looked up in surprise. He was not standing here. Where was he?

Yan Ping raised his hand and wanted to ask him to squat in front of him, but when he saw the surprise in Wen Ye's eyes, he remembered that it was Wen Ye's turn today, so he took the words back.

He raised his hand and drew a circle, pointing to the side, "Sit down."

When everyone sits on the same stone, height won't be so annoying.

Wen Ye's face was filled with even more surprise. He glanced at the empty seat beside Yan Ping and felt a rare sense of uncertainty.

"Senior, do you want me to sit next to you?"

Yan Ping was impatient, "What else? Don't want to?"

When he slept in bed before, he asked Wen Ye to watch over him under the bed. Now he just asked him to sit next to him, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But Wen Ye had a problem. Mainly, after getting the confirmation, his heart beat a little faster.

When the two of them traveled together before, although they never expressed it explicitly, their superior and inferior positions were still quite obvious.

At least Wen Ye did not take the initiative to overstep his authority.

This was the first time that Yan Ping asked him to sit next to him.

Wen Ye's eyes lit up, and he tried his best to remain calm as he sat down next to Yan Ping. Before he could say anything, he saw a hand reaching out to him.

Yan Ping said lazily, "Where is the thing you want to give me?"

Wen Ye looked at the hand in front of him and did not move for a moment.

When he spread his palm upwards, he saw that the flesh on his palm was not in good condition, with numerous scars all over it, and it was pale and bloodless.

That was the injury Yan Ping suffered from the Wuwang Sea, and there has been no sign of improvement so far.

Wen Ye only looked at it for two breaths, then took out the formation plate and placed it in Yan Ping's palm.

"Senior, when it is inconvenient to take out the Extreme Yang Gallbladder, you can use this again."

Yan Ping weighed the warm formation plate in his hand. After being held by Wen Ye for so long, even the formation plate had become warm. He snorted and laughed, then tried to input spiritual power and rotate it in a circle.

A heat spread out along the formation plate, bringing a hint of warmth to the surroundings. Yan Ping felt it for a while before speaking with satisfaction.

"It's OK. It's quite useful."

You can take it with you when you leave Tianyang Sect.

Wen Ye's lips curled up slightly, and he turned his head to look at Yan Ping intently.

"Senior, as long as you like it."

Yan Ping doesn't think he is Zhou Paopi. When he is in a good mood, he is still easy to talk to.

Today, one, he had barely resolved the previous matter, and two, he received a small gift. Although both were a little strange, they were enough to make him feel better.

"It's your birthday today, what do you want?"

"Just tell me, and I'll leave the rest."

When Yan Ping said this, he was very casual, as if he was discussing what to eat tonight.

But his words like this can make some people in Yuanzhou chase him and promote him all their lives, just hoping that he will be in a good mood one day and do something for them.

Wen Ye could guess a little bit of the meaning behind Yan Ping's words. He just lowered his head and thought for a while, then gave his answer.

"Some time ago, there was a demon cultivator..."

Wen Ye suddenly paused, and the words that were about to come out stopped at his lips.

He suddenly thought of something.

It was just a guess before, but now he wants to be sure.

Wen Ye turned his head and looked at Yan Ping, "Senior, have you paid attention to the people in Taohuaju recently?"

Yan Ping glanced at him lazily. He had no intention of hiding anything now. "You want to talk about that thing on Yu Tianhong's body?"

"Senior, have you seen it?"

"I've seen it."

Wen Ye's eyes lit up slightly, his previous guess was confirmed, Yan Ping had indeed gone out.

The gaze he felt before painting during the day must have been Yan Ping coming to see him.

Did Yan Ping see him painting?

Wen Ye wanted to continue asking, but considering Yu Tianhong's current situation, he gave up regretfully.

"Can you save him, Senior?"

[After reading everyone's reactions, it seems that everyone accepted yesterday's chapter. I thought about it and decided not to change it, because I'm not sure if the changed one will make you like it more. So I'll continue writing it like this, and update today's chapter in the evening. Love you~]