Three days later.

Ye Qingyue withdrew the hand that was pressed on Fang Jianyun's back, and took his wrist pulse again, the heat had subsided, and the injury had mostly improved, it was time to wake up.

Lan Qi had been meditating on the side, Ye Qingyue closed her eyes and breathed for a while, and saw that the man in black was still motionless and stayed in place.

"Strange, he should be awake? Could it be that it has been burning for too long? Since I haven't woken up, I have no choice but to take a risky move. Jiao seniors? ”

Qingyuan Jiao immediately swam over, coiled in a circle, and protected the master tightly.

Lan Qi walked over expressionlessly.

At this moment, the man in black leaning against the cave wall moved his brows.

A pair of deep eyes opened impressively, followed by the invisible and deep power in him.

"Your healing technique is very good!"

Fang Jianyun said in a low voice, his deep gaze piercing into the two people standing side by side in front of him.

This man is dangerous. A complex emotion is churning in my heart, is this my eldest brother? It was the first time she had seen him so closely, he was not like his mother, with sharp eyebrows, deep facial features, and a tough air in his handsomeness. The momentum around the body is like a mountain, firm, focused, without a little frivolity. At this moment, it is admirable and worrying. Only one point, the relationship between the two must not be mentioned, Ye Qingyue's heart tightened.

"Prizes! Just ......"

"You shouldn't be like this!" Fang Jianyun snatched the words, took a pill, stood up, and said seriously. He could guess what she was going to say next, but he didn't want to hear it.

Inside. The pain is still there. He had a long dream of a boundless sea of fire. mercilessly burned in their own meridians. The pain was spreading along the bones, as if it was going to explode the next moment. And he could only watch, watching his body turn to ashes inch by inch in the sea of fire.

Just when he thought he couldn't hold on any longer, many images appeared in his mind one by one. He saw the past like smoke, happy, sad, light, heavy, flowing through his heart. He saw his father, who was always pampering himself with wordless heaviness. I also saw the beautiful mother who always had a detached and elegant smile, and I also saw the awe-inspiring and scared eyes of others.

How can it end like this? Everything finally came down to three words: unwilling. He is crazy to break free, and he must persevere. Even if it was the blazing heart, he instinctively left all the spiritual power he could mobilize in the dantian.

Then, suddenly, a cool rain fell. Thin and weak, dripping. Little by little, the fire will be extinguished. The flesh and bones that were scorched into a gray and black by the sea of fire seemed to have suddenly been poured into a large amount of vitality, like a field in winter, slowly turning into new green.

It's like being born again. He sighed in his heart, what a wonderful and joyful feeling. Soon, his consciousness was fully awake. And then. He was keenly aware of the breath of the old man Qing Yuanjiao. Through the spirit animal contract, he knew. It's good, and I'm lucky to catch two juniors who can heal his wounds.

However, he never wanted to wake up. It's not that he hasn't seen the methods of medical cultivation. I also know some wood-based spells, but this one seems to be completely different. It's like, directly infusing a lot of vitality into the body. He also knew that for his injuries, a high-level monk would have to take action to straighten out his spiritual power, and then supplement it with the power of the elixir. Unfortunately, there are no high-level medical practitioners here.

As his injuries gradually improved, he realized more and more the mystery of that person's spiritual power. Extremely gentle, extremely pure, acting directly at the source. It's like the hands pressed on his back, soft and a little cool, people can't help but get closer, closer.

Now, I have to wake up. In order to prevent being noticed by the other party, he never dared to let go of his divine sense, but at this time, looking at that just a delicate face, his first reaction was that the other party directly changed his face.

"People's temperament is always more or less dependent on their appearance. The way you look now doesn't match your eyes. You should be much better than you are now. Fang Jianyun lowered his tone and continued.

Ye Qingyue's heart jumped, so keen to observe.

Fang Jianyun didn't delve into this, and the three of them and one beast exchanged some information. Ye Qingyue knew that the demon beasts in the Fang Zhu Mountains were in turmoil, and the once-in-a-century beast tide broke out, and Fang Jianyun was originally treating people outside to resist the beast tide, and was "driven" here by a group of high-level demon beasts. Ye Qingyue still used the name Qingyue, saying that he was an ordinary disciple of Tianyin Pavilion, he had been cultivating in the door, and he didn't care about the world, and the first time he went out to practice, he accidentally wandered here for a long time. When Fang Jianyun heard this, he only raised his eyebrows, and he didn't know whether he believed it or not.

Then, Fang Jianyun promised that in order to repay the grace of saving his life, he would go to the Qing family for the two of them to take a look, and he would also bring Qingyue back to the "Tianyin Pavilion".

The next day, Fang Jianyun, who was badly injured, left the mangrove sea with Ye Qingyue and Lan Qi.

Lan Qi returned to the Lan family first. Ye Qingyue declined Lan Qi's invitation, planning to go back to Yanxia Island first, talk to Lan Changan and his wife, and go to Yellow Crane Island.

"Why are Daoyou still following Qingyue?" Ye Qingyue looked at Fang Jianyun.

With such a keen and indistinguishable friend and foe behind her, she felt that her heart had to hang all the time.

"I am also a disciple of Tianyin Pavilion, so I should be your senior brother. The junior sister has just offended the most powerful family here, and she is worried about her brother. What's wrong with a senior brother taking care of a younger sister? Fang Jianyun smiled a rare deep smile, with a wordless elegance.

Ye Qingyue was stunned.

In the past two days, she has never seen this person smile. Fang Jianyun has always had an invisible edge on his body, like an emperor who has accumulated great power in the world, and his momentum is undisguised, which makes people invisibly rise up the desire to follow and respect.

There is a kind of person, as long as he stands there, he can't help but be convinced and in awe, no matter how many people are around, people will naturally look at him. Fang Jianyun has this kind of momentum on his body.

One green and one yellow, two rays of light landed, and the two flying swords fell directly in the fishing village of Yanxia Island.

"Girl? Belch? Predecessor? ”

Yue Yuanniang heard the knock on the door, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Ye Qingyue standing at the gate of the courtyard with a strange and handsome man, and she was immediately stunned, and hurriedly bowed deeply.

"Sister-in-law is polite! This is me...... Senior brother of the same sect, surnamed ......" She glanced at Fang Jianyun in embarrassment.

"What's my brother's surname, my sister really doesn't know?" Fang Jianyun didn't answer directly, only glanced at Ye Qingyue lightly, and walked straight into the courtyard with an invisible oppressive force. It seems that what you are stepping into at this moment is not a dilapidated fisherman's courtyard, but a majestic palace.

Next door, the residence of the Li family's lady.

When the two rays of light landed on Yanxia Island, Qing Chu and Qing Luofeng both sensed the strong momentum of the monks belonging to the foundation building period. Soon, through the window, Qing Chu saw Ye Qingyue, who was dressed in green clothes, walking into the courtyard of Lan Chang'an's house with a man in dark clothes.

Qing Chu's face turned pale, and his body trembled a little: "How is it possible?" ”

"Sixteenth brother, what's wrong? Do you recognize them? Qing Luofeng asked puzzled.

"How so?" Qing Chu's voice was a little flustered, "It should be a monk from outside, right?" Something strange. ”

Ye Qingyue, who was stepping into the courtyard gate, looked back with feeling, and the divine consciousness of the monk in the foundation building period spread out, and he saw the two familiar people in Ayu's family next door, and smiled: "Senior brother, it seems that we may not have to go to Yellow Crane Island." (To be continued......)