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

Chapter 179 The Show-Off Child

The cave was extremely empty. Although Yu Tianhong's voice was not loud, it stood out when no one was talking.

Before Wen Ye could say anything, Yu Tianhong was startled by her own movement and quickly turned to look at Yan Ping's back.

Although he didn't want to give it, Yan Ping had always been partial to Wen Ye. If Wen Ye asked for it, Yan Ping would probably let him give it to him.

Yu Tianhong pursed her lips and tightened her grip on the scabbard.

He felt a little regretful for speaking so loudly just now.

Wen Ye looked at Yu Tianhong as if he was a fool.

Yu Tianhong felt a little confused when he saw Yan Ping ignored them.

So if Yan Ping doesn't care about Wen Ye's needs, will the sword belong to him?

Yu Tianhong let out a sigh of relief belatedly, and when he turned his head to look at Wen Ye again, he saw Wen Ye's gaze, and his previous nervousness turned into anger.

"You can't afford to play, and you're still complaining!"

Wen Ye: "..."

Did it have anything to do with him just now?

Wen Ye felt his eyebrows twitching. He came over partly to check on Yu Tianhong's condition and partly to get the sword.

It seems that Yu Tianhong is in very good condition now.

It doesn’t matter if I can’t get the sword back, the senior will always take it with him in the future anyway.

Wen Ye looked at Yu Tianhong quietly for a while, then took out two swords from his bag and shook them at him with a nonchalant expression.

"I still have it here."

Wen Ye took the two swords back, took out two new ones and showed them to him with a smile on his face.

"Look, there's more."

Mu Yunxi: "..."

Wen Ye is showing off...

Yu Tianhong: “…”

How could he forget that Yan Ping bought more than a dozen long swords for Wen Ye in Duobao Pavilion!

Yu Tianhong became furious and rushed towards Wen Ye.

"I kill you!"

There was a lot of noise here for a long time. Yan Ping lay on the recliner, his hands folded on his lower abdomen, with a peaceful look on his face.

Ji Heyu watched their movements, all the worries of the day completely exhausted. He looked at Yan Ping with an indescribable expression.

"You don't care about them?"

Yan Ping opened his eyes and glanced at him, quite speechless.

"How to manage it? Tell them to stop fighting?"

As an adult, should he interfere in the showing-off game of two children?

Ji Heyu: “…”

That sounds a bit strange.

Ji Heyu took a deep breath. This was indeed not something they should interfere with. Ever since he guessed Wen Ye's importance, he had been a little concerned.

He rubbed his face, changed the subject to another direction, and set up a soundproof barrier, "What does Wen Ye mean to you now?"

Yan Ping closed his eyes lazily. This time he did not give a rash answer. Wen Ye's show-off behavior made him a little more aware.

"It's probably because of his fledgling complex. He had a hard life before, and no one protected him, so he likes to stick to me."

"I just learned something, and I became more unbridled than before."

Although Wen Ye is usually taciturn and acts like a little adult, he is still a child at heart.

With a sense of security, one will naturally release some of his childish nature.

You Zhenzhen from Yuanzhou was like this in the past. When he was a child, every time his father brought him something back, he would take it out and dance in front of them.

Then they were beaten and all the food fell into their mouths, and they didn't touch the rest.

Yan Ping's thoughts drifted away. When he thought of You Zhenzhen, he would think of his family. He used to like sticking to his father. His father died after his family's land collapsed.

Although he met You Zhenzhen several times later, he looked not in good spirits and was transferred to the rear to recuperate.

Yan Ping sighed silently.

There was no change in his expression.

Ji Heyu knew what Wen Ye had gone through. Thinking back to his situation over the past decade or so, he fell silent.

Mu Qingwan watched them playing from a distance, and a gentle smile appeared between her gentle eyebrows.

This is the end of our trip to the cave.

After Yu Tianhong had adjusted his breathing and stabilized his state of mind, the remaining twelve pillars were all stored by Yan Ping in the storage space.

On the way back, Yan Ping put away the chair on the cliff where he was enjoying the breeze. Passing by a familiar valley, he recalled the flying boat that Wen Tianyin and the others had taken when they came here. Now there was nothing there.

I guess he was taken back by Qin Feiyang.

Yan Ping's thoughts turned slightly for a moment.

Should he also get a small flying boat for transportation?

But he only thought about it for a moment and then stopped thinking about it.

Flying boats are too expensive to maintain, so he basically has no need for one. It would be a waste of money to get one back.

Return to the yard.

Yan Ping yawned and prepared to go back to his room to rest.

When he was halfway through the fight, he caught a glimpse of the cage in the corner. His eyes widened slightly and a hint of interest arose.

Yan Ping walked to the corner, looked at the beautiful red and white snake, and clicked his tongue.

"So you are here."

The white snake in the cage was coiled in the cage, its pupils still scarlet, and it looked extremely aggressive.

Ji Heyu was nearby. When he saw this scene, he walked over and leaned against the wall. He looked listless and yawned before giving a reminder.

"This snake drank your blood."

I said before that I would let Yan Ping handle it, but Yan Ping has been too busy since he came back from the lava flow. He is either busy with other things or sleeping.

I have only now gotten around to dealing with it.

A hint of surprise appeared in Yan Ping's eyes. He looked at the white snake and asked, "You drank my blood but you're still alive?"

"I don't know. You can handle it yourself. I'm going back now."

As Ji Heyu spoke, he raised his hand to wave away the talisman on the cage and yawned again. He had been out for a whole day and was quite tired.

The aura of the talisman that had been sealing the white snake disappeared, but the white snake did not dare to move because it still remembered the person in front of it.

The human who chased it for a long time and then killed it without hesitation!

Yan Ping ignored Ji Heyu who left.

He looked at the white snake thoughtfully. He appeared in the beginning just for this snake.

The fact that a person behind the scenes appeared for a white snake is enough to show that the white snake is abnormal.

It was just by chance that they bumped into it later, which made the snake seem insignificant.

Yan Ping remembered that he seemed to have strangled the snake to the point of death, but it is still alive now, probably thanks to his blood.

Yan Ping looked at the snake and let out a light sigh.

There is no such thing as a spiritual pet in this world, but as long as there is consciousness, it can be controlled.

Yan Ping opened the cage and pointed his pale, slender fingertips at the white snake's head.

The white snake wanted to move alertly, but after sensing the familiar murderous intent, it froze its body silently.

Yan Ping pointed at its head and a hint of emotion peeked in.

Snakes also have souls, but they are very small.

Its current strength is at the Solid Dan realm, but its soul is not even one-tenth the size of Wen Ye's.

Most of the soul was glowing red, except for the middle, where there was a vague black line coming from a distance and piercing into its soul.

Yan Ping narrowed his eyes when he saw this line.

Then he raised the knife and dropped it.