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

Chapter 227: Wen Ye's Little Habit of Secret Learning

Yu Tianhong looked at them in silence, with a puzzled look on his face, but he suddenly realized something and felt disappointed.

His identity is actually quite sensitive. He has half the blood of the Demon Lord and has been hanging around Yan Ping.

If those demon cultivators wanted to attack Yan Ping, the best way would be to do so through him. He had just come into contact with an unknown demon cultivator in a closed environment.

He had just personally given a suitable reason, that they were using his mother to threaten him.

If the person involved was not himself, he would definitely suspect him severely and would try his best to dissuade Yan Ping from leaving him behind.

Lest he have the chance to hurt Yan Ping.

Yu Tianhong transferred his thoughts to Wen Ye without any incongruity, and his heart sank again.

Wen Ye follows Yan Ping every day, and he might have been fed up with him for a long time. Now that he has this opportunity, he will most likely eliminate him directly, so that no one will compete with him for the championship of the sect competition, and he can directly obtain Yan Ping's reward.

The more Yu Tianhong thought about it, the darker his face became.

Seeing Wen Ye's silence at this moment, Yu Tianhong felt that he must be thinking about this matter.

Coupled with what he had just said, Yu Tianhong just wanted to strangle himself for speaking.

He slammed his palm on the table and said through gritted teeth, "I did not collude with the demon cultivators!"

Ji Heyu was originally thinking, but when he heard Yu Tianhong's words, the look in his expression became subtle when he looked at him.

It seems that no one has said that he is in collusion with the evil cultivators?

Wen Ye looked at Yu Tianhong with an equally subtle look, "And then?"

Yu Tianhong's eyes widened, feeling aggrieved that she was not trusted. Then a nameless anger rose from the tip of her heart to her face, turning red. "What else do you want? I said I don't have it, and that's it!"

Ji Heyu: “…”

Why are you so angry all of a sudden?

Wen Ye looked calm and composed, "We all know you didn't."

Yu Tianhong's grievance and anger, which arose from feeling that she was not trusted, suddenly stopped when she saw Shang Wenye's calm demeanor, and her expression became stunned.

"you know?"

Wen Ye nodded, "If you really are colluding with the demon cultivators, why did you tell us about this?"

Ji Heyu held up his face with one hand, "Yu boy, do you really not trust us?"

Yu Tianhong moved her lips, "Well, what if I was lying to you?"

Ji Heyu chuckled, "Do you think you can lie?"

Yu Tianhong’s greatest strengths are her honesty, openness and purity of mind.

He gets what he wants and says what he wants. Although he doesn't have much vision, he never lies.

With Yu Tianhong's personality, if he could lie to the point where even he couldn't tell, then Ji Heyu could only say that he was unlucky.

Wen Ye's eyes were as calm as a pool of ink, with a little light in the darkness. He stared at Yu Tianhong and said something that broke the knot in Yu Tianhong's heart.

"Are you worried that I will ask my senior to kick you out because of this?"

Yu Tianhong's expression froze, and the corners of his mouth pursed instantly, but he was straightforward.

"Correct."

"you hate me."

Wen Ye was silent. When did he give Yu Tianhong this illusion?

Ji Heyu blinked and put aside his previous thoughts. He happily poured a glass of water from the side and pushed it to Yu Tianhong, so that he would not be thirsty and would not want to talk.

Yu Tianhong thought that since everything had been said, she just stared at Wen Ye without any concealment.

"As long as the senior is awake, you stick to him from beginning to end of the day."

"I have to worry about everything, food, clothing, housing and transportation. I wish I could just stick to it."

"You just want to dominate the seniors all by yourself!"

Ji Heyu was listening nearby and almost laughed out loud. He nodded repeatedly and pushed a glass of water over to Wen Ye.

Otherwise, Wen Ye would get angry and start fighting directly because he had no water to pour.

Wen Ye didn't even look at Ji Heyu, but looked at Yu Tianhong expressionlessly.

"and then?"

Yu Tianhong's eyes widened again, and he asked incredulously, "You're asking me what's next?"

"You want to monopolize the seniors, so you must think that I am stealing their attention by following them around every day."

"I'm going to compete with you for the top spot this time. You'll definitely hate me even more."

Yu Tianhong said this and glared at Wen Ye, "If Senior hadn't asked me to protect you, do you think I wouldn't hate you?"

The trace of consciousness hidden deep in Yu Tianhong's soul was still maintaining the appearance of modifying Yu Tianhong's cognition. It was not difficult for him to temporarily control a young cultivator in the Void Dan Realm.

Therefore, when he heard what Yu Tianhong said, he sensed something was wrong.

Yan Ping attaches great importance to the boy with cold eyes?

Let a person born with sword bones protect him?

He looked through Yu Tianhong's field of vision, deliberately avoiding Ji Heyu, and then observed Wen Ye unscrupulously.

Ji Heyu: “…”

Just because of this?

A hint of boredom suddenly appeared on his face, as he had thought he would see something shocking.

Yu Tianhong's gaze was blazing as she stared at Wen Ye and refused to let go.

Wen Ye glanced at Yu Tianhong twice, then lowered his eyes to hide his thoughts.

He didn't care about what Yu Tianhong said.

What he cared about was that at a certain moment just now, he felt a chilly feeling of being spied on from Yu Tianhong.

His fingers on the table tapped unconsciously.

Seeing this scene, Yu Tianhong pointed decisively and said, "Look for yourself."

Wen Ye paused, his voice cold, "What are you looking at?"

Yu Tianhong sneered, "Seeing you follow the senior all day long, you even want to learn the little gesture of tapping his fingers when he is thinking."

Wen Ye's thoughts were interrupted and his fingers froze.

"And don't think I don't know. There was a time in Fire Spirit City when you stared at me sinisterly whenever I looked at you for a second."

A hint of surprise appeared in Ji Heyu's eyes. The time in Huoling City was when Wen Ye was most influenced by Yan Ping. It was not surprising that he would stare at Yu Tianhong.

What he wondered was who would learn another person's little habits for no reason.

Ji Heyu's eyes fell on Wen Ye's fingers. Besides, did Yan Ping really tap his fingers when he was thinking?

Wen Ye's fingers were not rough. He spent more time carving formations than practicing swordplay. His knuckles were not thick, and his fingertips were as slender as a young man, with a beauty as slender as green onions.

Ji Heyu's gaze was very dazzling, and Wen Ye clasped his hands together expressionlessly.

Yan Ping did have this habit, but he just knocked unconsciously.

There is no such thing as imitating even Yan Ping's small habits.

Yu Tianhong said with a solemn vow.

"So you must hate me, find me annoying, and want to kick me out."

Wen Ye took a deep breath and looked at Yu Tianhong again. He did not have the same feeling as before, as if the cold feeling he had just felt was an illusion, but he did not doubt himself.

Wen Ye pointed outside the door and said calmly.

"roll."