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

Chapter 133: Wen Ye's Past

Because Yan Ping’s previous plan went wrong.

He originally wanted Wen Ye to practice sword skills so that he could protect himself, but when he thought about it carefully, it might be a waste of time.

He wanted Wen Ye to complete the formation and return to Yuanzhou with him. The formation was related to the soul.

Anyway, he is with Wen Ye most of the time, and almost no one can hurt Wen Ye, so it is better to let Wen Ye practice his soul.

Otherwise, it would be troublesome if Wen Ye couldn't hold on when such a good thing happened again next time.

Yan Ping was still thinking about how to put it more tactfully. After all, it was he who asked Wen Ye to teach him sword skills.

Wen Ye looked at Yan Ping in silence, and the corners of his mouth gradually pursed into a straight line.

He knew that he was being a little presumptuous, but without the crisis, he couldn't help but start paying attention to the details.

For example, Yu Tianhong who kept staring at Yan Ping. Wen Ye could completely ignore her before, but now he felt that Yu Tianhong's gaze was a bit annoying.

I know intellectually that this shouldn't happen, but emotionally I can't control it.

The whole person feels sour.

And now, Yan Ping asked him not to practice sword, and Wen Ye's first reaction was that Yan Ping thought he was a burden.

Wen Ye's eyes became more and more gloomy, "Senior?"

Yan Ping looked at him with a headache, "Because I think I will be there to protect you in the future, you just need to study the formation well."

Wen Ye's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes had become brighter, and after a while, even the corners of his mouth began to curve upwards.

Yan Ping: “…”

After his soul was repaired, it was truly terrifying.

Wen Ye raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth that was curled up uncontrollably. He felt happy and rational. "Don't worry, senior. It's just a reaction of the soul."

Yan Ping: “…”

It’s the reaction of the soul that is terrifying.

From now on, he would never let anyone have the chance to tamper with his sea of ​​consciousness, no matter how hard he tried.

Wen Ye is now a completely different person than before.

Yan Ping rubbed his brows and said, "From now on, take time out every day to thoroughly refine the spiritual consciousness I left behind."

A lot of the spiritual consciousness he had filled in before was consumed by the golden light. He would be fine as long as Wen Ye completely refined the rest.

Wen Ye nodded.

The feeling of being dominated by the emotions of the soul was not actually very good, but when it came to Yan Ping, he felt strangely happy about it.

The scene became quiet for a moment, and Yan Ping felt a little uneasy for a rare moment.

He simply stood up and walked out, "Go and see those people who are chasing you."

At this time, there was only Ji Heyu left in the yard. She was still wearing the same clothes as before, but after being washed by spiritual power, she looked relatively clean now.

The look he gave Yan Ping at this moment could be described as weird.

He heard the conversation between the two people in the room, which really came as a surprise to him.

Yan Ping would dote on Wen Ye so much.

Not only does the right to control the formation lie in Wen Ye's hands, but now even Wen Ye's emotions have to be taken care of.

Yan Ping glanced at him and let out a light sigh.

"Keep your eyes focused."

It made him a little upset.

Wen Ye was in a good mood and now he didn't seem as cold as before.

Ji Heyu looked at him and let out a light click of the tongue, then obediently looked away.

Just because Yan Ping is reluctant to take action doesn’t mean he can’t do it. If someone gets angry and hits him, he won’t be able to avoid it.

"They are all out, but if you want to look for those three people, I know where they are."

Ji Heyu took them to a more remote cabin.

Wen Tianyin and Lin Haoran were tied up and locked in the woodshed, and all their storage items and magical tools were taken away.

Seeing the door open at this moment, they were weaker than ordinary mortals after losing their cultivation.

Yan Ping just glanced at them and said lazily.

"And the other one?"

When he wanted to attack Qin Feiyang, Wen Ye tried to stop him.

The original novel did not mention what Wen Ye's situation was like in the Wen family, but it mentioned Jingchuan Prefecture.

When Wen Ye reached the Danhua realm, he got a clue and went to Jingchuan Prefecture once, but the world was almost in chaos at that time.

He returned to Jingchuan Prefecture, killed some people, took some things and left.

Now Yan Ping is more curious about what the relationship between Wen Ye and that place is.

Ji Heyu took Yan Ping to find Qin Feiyang.

This time Wen Ye did not move, but stared at the two people in the room and thought.

Yan Ping didn't call him. If Wen Ye felt it was necessary, he would naturally follow.

Qin Feiyang and his protector were treated better than those two.

Living alone in a room, everything is fine except that you are not allowed to leave.

When he heard the footsteps outside the door, Qin Feiyang thought it was someone coming to deliver food. He just happened to have some questions to ask, so he simply stood up and walked over.

Then I saw Yan Ping, the god of death.

Qin Feiyang instantly recalled the feeling of being on the verge of death, and he stood stiffly in place.

Yan Ping ignored him, walked around him, found a seat, and sat down leisurely.

Ji Heyu was curious, so he just sat aside and poured himself a glass of water. Then he saw Yan Ping pushing the cup towards him.

Ji Heyu looked at him speechlessly, but still poured him some water.

Yan Ping looked at Qin Feiyang, who had a straight face and a handsome appearance.

He is just a little timid. He becomes cowardly after being scared once. He is not as good as Wen Ye.

Wen Ye was almost used to being scared by him.

Qin Feiyang saluted with his hands stiff, and said respectfully, "Greetings to the two seniors."

The protector at the side also appeared nearby. Both the master and the servant had identical pale faces, as if a disaster was about to happen.

Yan Ping nodded at the table, "Don't be nervous, let me ask you a few questions, why are you chasing Wen Ye?"

Qin Feiyang was silent for a moment. "The three families in Jingchuan Prefecture hold a grand ceremony every year. There is a person in the Lin family who is a bit perverted. He took a fancy to a young girl from the Wen family at the ceremony."

"Wen Ye found out about this and rescued the man, but the man refused to give in and thought Wen Ye was provoking him."

"He challenged Wen Ye to a life-and-death duel at the ceremony, and Wen Ye killed him, thus angering the Lin family."

Ji Heyu couldn't help but be amazed. He knew Jingchuan Prefecture. It was an area where many families were divided and the class hierarchy had been strict for decades.

Even more terrifying than his previous family.

Although his house looks good on the outside, it is rotten on the inside.

But they are good at saving face, and anyone who sees them will say good things about them.

Before the accident, he also thought that his family was the best.

Yan Ping glanced at him but said nothing.

In the woodshed.

Lin Haoran looked at Wen Ye who walked in, although his eyebrows were calm and there was no trace of murderous intent.

Lin Haoran suddenly felt a sense of fear and rolled into the corner.

"You can't kill me, you can't kill me!"

"You were the one who killed my family first! It's only natural for us to hunt you down!"

Wen Ye looked at him, leaned down slowly and said, "At the grand ceremony, I was only in the middle stage of Qi Refining, and that man was in the late stage of Qi Refining, close to the Great Perfection. He challenged me to a life-and-death duel."

"No one from your Lin family came to stop it."

"In that case, I killed him and you shouldn't do anything again, but your Lin family is still chasing me."

Wen Ye put his fingers on Lin Haoran's neck, his brows were indifferent.

"So you deserve to die."

Lin Haoran was tied up and unable to break free. As Wen Ye's fingers gradually tightened, his breathing became increasingly difficult.

"Wen, the Wen family... didn't they... ignore you... why didn't you... kill her first..."

Wen Tianyin, who had been raised astray since childhood, felt her pupils tremble for the first time, and instantly began to doubt the man she had chosen for her life.

"Haoran, what are you talking about?"

Wen Ye didn't move his eyes and said calmly, "She will be here to accompany you in a moment."

There was a click.

Lin Haoran's neck formed a strange arc, there was still some residual fear in his pupils, and his body had gone limp.

A hint of fear rose in Wen Tianyin's eyes.