Gong Lingyu habitually drew an official smile on her lips, but this smile didn't work yet, but she saw a little purple light, shooting out like electricity, and it hit her.

Sideways to dodge, Gong Lingyu's fingers were tightly clasped, but they slowly relaxed. Immediately afterwards, several purple lights rose together, and the cold air was overwhelming in an instant!

This Yun Yihan, who shot without saying a word, what is he calculating?

Gong Lingyu remembered that the last time in the Great Guangming Temple, under the begonia tree, Yun Yihan used this trick to turn a petal into a falling flower rain, which was beautiful, but it was very terrifying.

What kind of power is this?

Seeing those rays of light coming towards him, Gong Lingyu woke up with a thrill, and subconsciously wanted to hide, but unfortunately he was still a step too slow. It was just a little bit of purple frost, gentle and beautiful across her long fluttering hair, and a strand of soft hair was cut off and fell to the ground.

Yun Yihan floated in front of him in a red dress, the ruby demon aura on his forehead was soaring, and there was a trace of blood in the cold incense, Gong Lingyu lowered his eyes and looked down, his sleeves were still dripping blood.

The blood, dripping down the smooth and hard floor, bloomed one by one bewitching dahlias.

"Fight back." Yun Yihan's gaze was transparent and distant, as if through her, he saw the ancient and distant universe, the endless desolation, and the vast and vast sky. He saw the light of another world, but he was unmoved.

When Gong Lingyu heard this, instead of fighting back, he also put away the air flow around him.

"The biggest advantage of me is that my ears are very hard, and the more others want me to do something, the more I don't want to do it." Gong Lingyu smiled and raised his eyebrows at Yun Yihan.

"Don't fight back?" Yun Yihan seemed to be asking himself, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Gong Lingyu's arm - this was not the first time he had contact with her, but seeing that young and beautiful face close at hand, the air was filled with the cold fragrance on his body between breaths, Gong Lingyu's heart jumped violently, and his face was a little embarrassed.

Although he didn't plan to fight back, he didn't intend to sit idly by either.

Gong Lingyu didn't know what Yun Yihan wanted to do, his fingers were so cold and piercing that her goosebumps were about to rise, and just when she wanted to slap his hand off, the guy actually let go of herself. He clasped his hands together, blood still dripping, but his pale face was still clear. After meeting several times, it can be said that it was not very pleasant, he had seen her shoot, but he had never really tried her kung fu.

"Your internal strength ......" There was a trace of confusion in Yun Yihan's eyes: "It's very strange." ”

Gong Lingyu rubbed the place he had grabbed just now, and said, "The internal strength of my cultivation is not the same as that of yours here, so it can't be said to be strange." In our case, your internal forces here can also be called strange. In fact, it's just a regional difference, a cultural difference, a cultural difference. ”

Hmph, she knew that this guy had to do something with her when he was injured, and there must be some impure purpose. However, his weird kung fu is far above her, and it is really unnecessary to say that he wants to steal her kung fu.

"These eyes ......" Yun Yihan's eyes became ethereal, and before he could say anything, Gong Lingyu interrupted him impatiently: "Eh, can we stop hurting the spring and autumn?" Your trick is really old-fashioned, why do your eyes look like a person I know, your eyes are so familiar...... Can you change something new? ”

This is not the first time that Yun Yihan has stared at her eyes and lost her mind, she maliciously pulled his sleeve robe, stained the blood on her hand, she is very suspicious, this person will not die after so much blood? Rubbing his hand on Yun Yi's cold clothes, a smile appeared on Gong Lingyu's face: "If you think my eyes are good-looking, just take a look at them, after all, it's not yours." You can't get it if you want it, because I love it. ”

Unexpectedly, Yun Yihan smiled slightly and said, "Today I will teach you to concentrate and concentrate." ”

"Your hands are still bleeding, and you're going to teach me that?"

"Bleeding?" Yun Yihan's smiling eyes became dazed: "It turns out that it really bleeds." ”

Gong Lingyu didn't want to care about him originally, but after thinking about it, if this guy lost too much blood and fainted or hung up on the way to teach herself, wouldn't she lose more than she gained?

Even if there were 10,000 reluctances in his heart, Gong Lingyu still pretended to advise: "Do you want to bandage it first?" ”

"Why should I bandage?"

"Uh," Gong Lingyu stood dumbly in place and rolled his eyes: "Generally speaking, we normal people will be treated when they are injured. ”

"Okay." Facing the thorny allusions in her words, Yun Yihan turned a deaf ear, and he stepped on the bloody road and slowly sat back next to the brocade case.

There was a white carpet next to the brocade case, which had been wiped to the ground by blood.

It was hard for Gong Lingyu to imagine that a person's body could shed so much blood.

Unless, it is not his blood alone.

Gong Lingyu's eyes flashed, remembering that in the Night King's Mansion before, Yun Yihan's blood fell to the ground, and such a strange dahlia also bloomed. And at this moment, the dark red blood stains on the obsidian ground are clearly not blooming!

Those are not Yun Yihan's blood.

Gong Lingyu took a light breath.

The whole room was quiet and empty, and there was no sign of a fight at all. She didn't know what had happened here before, why Yun Yihan was injured, and why Ruoshui had asked her to persuade him.

This man is too mysterious.

With the face of a seventeen-year-old boy, but carrying the heavy secret of a seventy-year-old.

"What are you doing standing there, and you can't come over?" Yun Yihan saw her in a daze, almost an order, this is a completely commanding tone!

Gong Lingyu was stunned, her eyebrows frowned, she dared to love this thing thinking that she was going to bandage his wounds?

He wanted to be beautiful.

She wasn't his subordinate.

She came to learn martial arts and was almost half threatened and half forced by him to do so.

A deep smile gathered in Gong Lingyu's eyes: "I'll go find Ruoshui." ”

"If the water is not there." Yun Yihan said lightly: "The medicine he brought is here." He snapped his fingers and lit a lotus lamp on the ground.

Before Gong Lingyu could take a step, he turned to Yun Yihan. Yes, today he picked up a big bargain, and she also served his old man.

The medicine and gauze were brought in by Ruoshui before, but Yun Yihan was useless, and he didn't throw them away, so he put them on the brocade case. In addition to this, there is also a scroll on the brocade table.

Gong Lingyu's gaze withdrew from the scroll, pulled up Yun Yihan's sleeve, under the dim light, there were several scars of different shades on Yun Yihan's snow-white arm, all of which were sword wounds, Gong Lingyu cleaned the wound neatly, applied medicine, wrapped gauze, the whole process was very fast, and the action was also undisguised and skillful. She used wet gauze to wipe the blood stains on Yun Yihan's arm. The moist and soft gauze touched the skin, and Yun Yihan actually felt a long-lost warmth.

This girl too, she doesn't look like she can take care of people, but she still looks good when she takes care of people.

Gong Lingyu felt that she couldn't serve Yun Yihan in vain, she maliciously tied a bow on the gauze, made it neat, very good-looking, and cut off the excess gauze with scissors, Yun Yihan didn't say anything.

Gong Lingyu saw that the place where Yun Yihan was sitting was clean and there was no blood, so he stepped over from him, sat on the other side, and asked, "Since you plan to teach me, you have to tell me, what is the name of the weird kung fu you learned?" ”

Yun Yihan said lightly: "I don't know its name." ”

Gong Lingyu sneered: "Lord Priest, you have to have some credibility when you lie." ”

Yun Yihan didn't think so, but instead taught her a lesson: "Although you have cultivated yourself, you didn't use it the day after tomorrow. Your diet is not light, and the turbidity accumulates inside, and it is difficult to give the best play. ”

Gong Lingyu sneered: "You mean I eat too much meat?" ”

Yun Yihan didn't answer her, just said, "I teach you, but not your teacher." That's what I want you to remember. ”

"You're overestimating yourself." Gong Lingyu sneered: "I study art, but I don't plan to apprentice, I also hope you understand this." ”

He taught her only so that she might inherit his position as high priest; She is willing to accept it, also because she needs this position.

They just take what they need.

Yun Yihan got up, just as a gust of wind blew in at the door, and the wind blew his clothes and robes flying. The moonlight poured on his clothes like a light snow in early winter. He spoke slowly, "Come to the priests' court." ”

Gong Lingyu looked at him levelly: "I'll think about it." ”

After speaking, she pointed to the enchanting and upright dahlia not far away, squinted her eyes and smiled: "This flower, can you give me one?" ”

Yun Yihan was silent for a moment, raised his hand, and the purple light on his sleeve slid down. The purple light cut off the dahlia flower stem, and Youyou sent the flower to Yun Yihan, he reached out to catch it, the light ink eyes flickered slightly, and handed the flower to Gong Lingyu: "Give." ”

Gong Lingyu was slightly stunned.

"Thank you."

Gong Lingyu was silent for a moment, thanked him, and stretched out his hand to take it.

The mood is a little indescribable, do you remember the first time you received the flowers?

Maybe you have long forgotten the teenager who gave you flowers for the first time, but you will still remember the mood at that time, and it was so heart-pounding.

This flower is born from blood, but the taste has been stripped of the smell of blood, fresh and warm. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that this flower grew out of human blood.

Based on her years of experience in contact with poison, she could tell that this was a highly poisonous flower.

She doesn't have many hobbies, but collecting all kinds of toxins is one of them. She looked at the flower quietly, but her heart was shocked and she couldn't express it.

Suddenly, the flower in her hand withered rapidly in an instant, like an eighty-year-old woman who had been drained of her last life, and she didn't even have time to struggle, so she turned into dead wood.

A flower of such a size shrank to the size of a fingernail in an instant, and the speed of withering was shocking!

Gong Lingyu raised his head in shock, all the dahlias on the ground just now were like this, withering and shrinking, and all the flowers on the ground died in an instant.

What's going on?!

Yun Yihan seemed to be accustomed to this, and in his light inky eyes, something seemed to be slowly waking up, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on his lips: "This is a curse." ”

When Gong Lingyu heard this, he almost immediately understood what he was talking about, and his scalp felt cold.

Yun Yihan stood facing the moonlight, his eyebrows were as dark as water, and his tone was normal: "You go back and eat seven-day vegetarian rice first, and avoid meat." Come back to me in seven days. In addition, whether you enter the priests' court or not, you can decide for yourself, and I am not in a hurry to ask for an answer. ”

Gong Lingyu got up, flicked his sleeves, and his expression turned cold.

Whether to enter the priesthood or not, she had already made a decision in her heart.