When Ye Shuo was just sober, his two pet beasts complained a lot, blaming him for having enjoyed the pleasure of life for three years and the beauties for three years...... But among them, it is not difficult to hear their concern for themselves, and Ye Shuo is secretly moved.

Initially, he also tried to inquire about the whereabouts of the Ten Ways Killing Golem. The reply was that he was the only one in the wasteland at that time, and there were no puppets in sight. In this regard, Ye Shuo thought to himself, maybe those wreckage had already been blown away by the wind, and the entire puppet had been completely damaged, even if the materials from the last time could be found, most of them would not have a chance to repair it again.

Although the Ten Directions Killing Puppet used to be the secret treasure of the Void, but after fighting side by side with him for so long, Ye Shuo still felt a sadness rise in his heart. Speaking of which, you really can't be too greedy, if you weren't greedy for the demon source essence of the Nirvana realm, you wouldn't have attracted the Six Imperial Demon Lords to come to rob you, this whole thing has really become "stealing chickens doesn't make a handful of rice"......

But to be honest, if you can still save your life, it's actually a blessing in misfortune.

After being hit by the Great Venerable's "Nine Poisonous Bone Erosion Hands", ordinary people should have been corroded by poisonous gas and killed on the spot, but fortunately, he had a peculiar self-healing ability in his body, and in the past three years, the poisonous gas remaining in his body was constantly in a tug-of-war with the self-repair of wounds. Finally, the poison gas seemed to have been completely exhausted half a month ago, and he won this game with difficulty......

But his life was saved...... Ye Shuo raised his hands, slowly bent and stretched his five fingers in front of him, put his hands on the side of his neck, and shook his head in all directions, these usually very simple movements made him tired and out of breath.

His current body is like a sandbag that has been beaten for three years without interruption, and there is no pain in his whole body, and his strength is ...... Conservative estimates, I am afraid that it has fallen to the level of condensation.

Although such a drop in strength is not permanent, as his injuries slowly recover, his combat effectiveness will also increase again, but for Ye Shuo, who was a Qi cultivation level cultivator and was still seriously injured and dying, this Qi Condensation-level strength would always make him feel a deep sense of insecurity.

Ye Shuo, who was sitting on the wooden bed, thinking about how to recover his strength as soon as possible, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised his palm to block the expanded light. At the same time, the door was pushed open, and a small and delicate girl walked in with a medicine bowl.

"Brother Ye, it's time to drink medicine. ”

The girl has short and smooth hair, and a strawberry hair ornament pinned to her oblique bangs, which looks very well-behaved and cute. Although in Ye Shuo's eyes, she is not a very outstanding beauty, but she is pure and natural.

Turning sideways, Ye Shuo smiled faintly at her, and the girl also scooped a spoonful from the medicine bowl and sent it to his mouth with a smile.

Her name is Yang Qingxin, she is the youngest daughter of this family, and when she went up the mountain to collect medicine, she stumbled upon Ye Shuo who was in a coma. In the past half a month, she has patiently fed herself medicine every day. It is said that in the past three years, she has also taken the trouble to take care of herself.

Ye Shuo would chat with her sometimes. After this period of getting along, Yang Qingxin gave himself the feeling that it was a blank sheet of paper that was completely unstained with worldly dust. She doesn't have any scheming, and she doesn't know how to doubt, she simply believes in the world and everyone in the world. Maybe it's because she's so simple and pure that she takes care of herself, a stranger, for three years without pay.

In addition, Yang Qingxin also has an eldest brother named Yang Chao, who opened a small martial arts hall in the town, named after his younger sister, called "Qingxin Martial Arts Hall". At the same time, I also hope that everyone who comes to the martial arts hall to practice can be pure and indifferent, and devote themselves to the Tao. And this martial arts hall is also the main source of livelihood for the family.

In the past half a month, in addition to drinking medicine every day, Yang Qingxin would take Ye Shuo to the martial arts hall to move his body and fight with a group of disciples. According to her, she has been lying motionless for three years, and now exercising more and breathing more fresh air is very helpful for physical recovery.

Although Ye Shuo didn't think that boxing with a group of mortals could bring him much help, he couldn't bear to brush Yang Qingxin's kindness. Therefore, going to the martial arts hall to practice has become a compulsory course for him every day. This time and back, he was also familiar with most of the disciples, but Ye Shuo never revealed his identity as a spiritual cultivator.

Drinking the decoction one by one, Ye Shuo was also sighing secretly. A medicinal material of this quality, it is estimated that even the most ordinary first-grade pill in the spiritual cultivation world is inferior, no wonder he has been drinking it for so long, and his injuries still haven't improved.

But with the economic strength of Yang Qingxin's family, it is indeed difficult for them to buy high-quality medicinal materials. Although there are still a lot of spirit stones in their storage rings, but the wealth is not exposed, they are just ordinary mortals, if they go to the town all day long to buy extravagantly, I am afraid that after a long time, they will be targeted by people with intentions, and then get into trouble.

In this regard, Ye Shuo has no better way, and now he can only go to the martial arts hall every day to box, and when his strength recovers, he can buy elixir on the street on his own.

"After drinking the medicine, you can go to the martial arts hall by yourself, I won't accompany you. Today, Ye Shuo was silent and thoughtful, and Yang Qingxin seemed to be interested. After leaving this sentence lightly, he hurriedly stuffed the medicine bowl into Ye Shuo's hand, and was about to get up and leave.

There was still half a bowl of the decoction left, and Ye Shuo was holding the bowl of medicine that was still slightly warm, and he was a little confused for a while.

In fact, since a few days ago, he felt that something was wrong with Yang Qingxin's mother and daughter.

Before, after they sent themselves to the martial arts hall, they would always stay in the hall to accompany each other, although Yang Qingxin was not good at practicing martial arts, but he was also shuttling between the disciples, smiling. Every intermission, he brought a handkerchief to wipe everyone's sweat. With such a simple life, Ye Shuo will gradually feel very happy.

But just a few days ago, they suddenly became hurried, and they couldn't be seen in the martial arts hall, and when they returned home at night, they also seemed to be very tired, and they simply washed up and went to bed early. Often at the end of the day, I can't say a few words.

Ye Shuo also wanted to ask Yang Chao, but Yang Chao ran an entire martial arts hall and left earlier and returned later than his mother and sister. When he was in the martial arts hall, he focused on guiding his disciples to cultivate, and when he left the martial arts hall, the two had almost no chance to meet.

For this reason, Ye Shuo could only suppress his doubts for the time being, after all, recovering their strength now is the most important thing, even if they really encountered any problems, if their strength was not good, it would be in vain to ask. Maybe they also see that they are injured and don't want to worry too much about a patient.

But no matter how busy and tired they were, they would always send themselves to the martial arts hall, how could they not even take care of feeding the medicine like today? This can only show that the problems that plagued them were not only not solved, but became more and more serious. Ye Shuo finally couldn't help but ask Yang Qingxin, "Did something happen?"

Yang Qing didn't reply, and rummaged between the drawers intently: "Don't ask, you can't help after telling you." ”

Ye Shuo hesitated for a moment: "Did I offend you?"

I have troubled them here for three years, and after sobering up, I continue to eat and live for nothing, if they already feel impatient, it is also reasonable. You don't need them to rush, just take the initiative to leave.

Yang Qingxin's movements paused slightly, turned his head again, and finally showed a warm smile that Ye Shuo was familiar with: "No, it's my own personal affairs, don't worry about it, just recuperate with peace of mind." ”

Ye Shuo didn't know how to continue, when a little disciple suddenly rushed in in a panic outside the door, shouting in a loud voice all the way: "Qingxin, it's not good, Brother Yang, he was injured in the last game!"

The needle and thread in Yang Qingxin's hand fell to the ground: "What?!"

……

Inside the Qingxin Martial Arts Museum.

A group of disciples sat in the middle of the hall, and Yang Chao was surrounded by them in the center, covered in blood, struggling to maintain a sitting posture, and beside him were several junior disciples who were hurriedly administering medicine to him.

"Brother Yang, just let me play in the next game!" A dark-faced, lean disciple had been full of indignation since he was just now, and when he saw another bundle of blood-stained gauze being thrown aside, he finally couldn't help but punch the ground and said loudly.

"Extraordinary, even Brother Yang is injured like this, do you have a chance of winning when you play?" the other disciple pressed his shoulder with a heavy heart, "The other party is a spiritual cultivator, and the gap between him and us mortals is indeed too big." ”

That disciple's name was Ning Bufan, and listening to everyone's persuasion, his eyes were also blood-red under the anger: "Of course I know! But tomorrow is our last chance!

"Ahem...... Yang Chao coughed twice in pain, interrupting everyone's clamour, "It's not fair to let mortal martial artists and spiritual cultivators fight. Can't you see it, forces like the Qianyuan Sect naturally want to recruit the Spirit Cultivation Sect even more. Even this opportunity to participate in the competition is how much money we scraped together in exchange for it!"

Yang Chao said that although everyone knew that it was true, if no one played in the next game, they didn't want to see the disqualification in front of them. In the bleak atmosphere, Ye Shuo and Yang Qingxin, as well as the disciple who had reported the news earlier, also rushed in quickly from the gate of the martial arts hall.

"Big brother!" As soon as Yang Qingxin saw Yang Chao's appearance, he was so frightened that he hurriedly ran to his side and looked at him with a painful heart. And Yang Chao also tried to cover the back of her hand with a blood-stained palm, indicating that he was fine.

"Qingxin, you came just in time, hurry up and persuade Bufan, he wants to play for Brother Yang!" The other disciple was straightforward.

As soon as he saw Yang Qingxin, Ning Bufan also sat up straight suddenly, sweating profusely, and said bitterly: "Qingxin, you know, we can't lose! If we can't become a subsidiary force and get the protection of Qianyuan Sect, our martial arts hall will be destroyed by the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor at any time! Even if I fight for this life, I must protect you and everyone in the martial arts hall!"

In the past half a month, Ye Shuo can also see that Ning Bufan has a very good impression of Yang Qingxin, but because he has never dared to say it clearly, Yang Qingxin is ignorant of emotional matters, and the two still maintain the relationship between brother and sister. But every time, Ning Bufan will inevitably put Yang Qingxin's interests first, if the two can really tie the knot in the future, then Yang Qingxin can be regarded as finding a good home.

However, at this time, what Ye Shuo was more concerned about was Yang Chao's injury. He could see at a glance that this injury was caused by spiritual skills!

Aside from the disciples who were sitting together, Ye Shuo walked all the way to Yang Chao, and the more he looked, the more worried he became.

"You hurt ...... It seems that the other party is very heavy. ”

The other party is a spiritual cultivator, but he does not show mercy at all because Yang Chao is a mortal. Such an injury, others may not be able to see the seriousness, but Ye Shuo knows very well that with their low-level treatment methods, coupled with the nutrition of the tonics, they can't keep up, even if Yang Chao can still heal in the future, I'm afraid he will become a waste person and will no longer be able to practice martial arts.

Frowning, Ye Shuo raised his hand and pressed Yang Chao's shoulder, sending him some spiritual power. Although he is not a doctor, and now his strength has been greatly reduced, but for the injuries of mortals, with his spiritual power, it is equivalent to being reborn once, and no matter how serious the injury is, it will not be a problem.

Originally, he didn't want to reveal his identity as a spiritual cultivator, but Yang Qingxin's mother and daughter worked tirelessly to take care of him for three years, and Ye Shuo was so sad that he couldn't repay it, so he naturally couldn't watch Yang Chao become a waste.

At first, the disciples didn't know what to do, but when they saw the faint luster in Ye Shuo's palm, they were all shocked, and they forgot to ask for a while.

After Ye Shuo withdrew his spiritual power, Yang Chao also immediately felt the changes in his body, experienced it in detail, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation in ecstasy.

"Okay! The broken ribs seem to be attached automatically, and I don't have any pain at all!"

Looking at Yang Chao, who was overly surprised and seemed to hate to go up the mountain to fight the tiger, Ye Shuo smiled helplessly: "As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, and during this time, you still have to pay attention to recuperation and try not to use force with others." ”

Yang Chao nodded in a daze, and at this time, the onlookers had already surrounded them with bright eyes.

"Brother Ye, are you a spiritual cultivator?"

“…… Sort of. Ye Shuo scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, looked at the worship in the crowd that was magnified again, and couldn't help but wave his hand and beg for mercy: "Don't look at me with such eyes, I'm just a third-rate level." I think you know, if it's really strong, you won't be seriously injured, and you'll be stunned for three years. ”

At this time, Yang Chao, who was sitting on the ground, turned his head: "Brother Ye, why should you be humble? Although I don't understand spiritual power, I always know that the power you healed me just now is only stronger than Li Binghe of the Domineering Sect!"

This Li Binghe is the one who injured him in the last game, and he is also the most promising person to win the championship in the entire challenge. When everyone heard Yang Chao say this, they were all surprised and delighted, looking at Ye Shuo, as if they had seen a savior falling from the sky.

Ning Bufan was the most excited, knelt down on the spot, and kowtowed a few times in a row: "Brother Ye, please go to tomorrow's competition on our behalf and save our martial arts hall!"

Ye Shuo touched his nose silently. Although he really didn't want to get involved in the troubles of the outside world during his recuperation, he couldn't say anything if he looked at the expectant eyes of a group of senior brothers in the martial arts hall who got along day and night.

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