"There is an elixir in this water. The injury to your head should be fine, but the injury to your chest, I can't understand it, so let's rest for a few more days and observe it. ”

"Elixir?" Ye Chengcheng was shocked again, damn, is this a mythical world? Elixir? God, is it written in a novel, drinking the elixir that can make you immortal?

Thinking of this, Ye Qingcheng hurriedly plunged into the water, gulped and drank it, a whole half basin of water, and in less than a moment, it had already gone halfway.

Ning Sitian watched Ye Tingcheng drink his own bath water, was stunned, and dissuaded: "You...... Don't drink it...... If you're thirsty, there's tea. ”

Ye Qingcheng stretched out his head and asked excitedly, "Is this really an elixir, an elixir of immortality?"

Ning Sitian's cold face soothed slightly, and there was a hint of a smile, "What is added to the water is an ordinary healing elixir, the medicinal power to heal your injuries has almost dispersed, and what you drink is just bath water." ”

Ye Tingcheng was stunned again, he was stunned, and suddenly felt a turbulent stomach in his stomach.

"Wow...... Ye Tingcheng finally couldn't help but spit out, "You...... You didn't say it sooner......"

Ning Sitian stroked his forehead, his expression was a little suspicious, although the two of them were married, they had not seen each other a few times in the past eighteen years, but the two families had been friends, so Ning Sitian knew that after stealing the tomb of Cangling, Xunlong Villa was cursed by an unknown person, and the eldest son of Xunlong Villa died inexplicably when he was eighteen years old, and the second lady lost all her skills when she was eighteen years old, and she killed herself with a sword, and this Ye Chengcheng, lacking her natural personality, was stupid, and the descendants of the entire Ye family, only Ye Zongling's youngest daughter Ye Zhiyan was normal.

Lack of life personality, dementia can be imagined by anyone, and Ning Sitian has seen Ye Tingcheng a few times, and he is indeed demented like a wood, but at this moment, his appearance is not dementia at all, but madness. Could it be that after a fall, the brain has a problem again?

Ning Sitian sighed, she didn't want to think about it anymore, in fact, she was not the kind of mean person who was not close to people, but if Ye Chengcheng was a little more normal, she would definitely not force Ye Tingcheng to break the marriage contract regardless of the faces of the two patriarchs.

"Your injuries haven't healed, so you might as well rest early. It's getting late, and we're on our way tomorrow. Ning Si sighed and got up to leave the room.

Ye Tingcheng lay on the ground and clasped his throat for a long time, and finally vomited almost the bath water.

He gasped, sat up, and as soon as Ning Si left, his mind finally calmed down, but after this calming down, many memories that did not belong to him gradually arose in his mind.

Ye Chengcheng got up and lay on the bed, with a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, "Lingxuan Continent, Northern Chu Empire, the third prince of Xunlong Villa, the disciple of the pious spiritual path chief of the Jade Void Palace Qi Sect, heh...... If I had a choice, I would rather go back to my original world and be an ordinary person than be this bullshit third son! Although I am an orphan, I have lived there for eighteen years, and I have feelings. What about playing with me?"

Ye Chengcheng stretched out his hand to untie the awkward robe on his body, threw it on the ground, and scolded: "God, what point did you fancy about me and send me to this completely strange world." Grandma, if I can't make a fortune here, I can't soak in a girl, I'm not done with you!"

It was getting late, Ye Tingcheng yawned, a little sleepy, but he always had a sense of crisis when he had just crossed over, a feeling of distrust of everything around him. Although he was a little sleepy, Ye Tingcheng sat up and drove away the sleepiness.

The window of the room was open, and the cool breeze blew in gently from the window, Ye Tingcheng saw a full moon in the sky outside through the window, and couldn't help but feel a little sad, over there, today should be the Mid-Autumn Festival, although he has no father and no mother, but the aunt in the orphanage is very good to him, Ye Tingcheng hasn't seen her for a long time, and in the future, it is estimated that there will be no more chances.

Ye Tingcheng got up, walked out of bed, there was tea on the table, he poured a cup, lifted the tea, and said to the sky outside the window: "This cup, salute Ye Tingcheng in the past." ”

Ye Tingcheng raised his head and drank the tea, wiped his moist eyes, poured another cup, and said: "This cup, to that stupid Ye Tingcheng, since I am here, I will definitely live well for you." ”

Ye Chengcheng raised his hand, splashed the tea on the ground, then opened the lid of the teapot, and said: "This pot, respect yourself again, come to this world, drink this pot of tea, don't be like before, nothing will happen." Don't be cowardly and cowardly like you used to be. From now on, be an iron-clad man. ”

Ye Chengcheng was full of pride, raised his head and drank the pot of tea.

"Finished drinking?"

A sudden sound scared Ye Chengcheng so much that he almost fell. Ye Tingcheng turned around and saw a person, wrapped in black, only revealing sharp eyes, that person was holding a long sword, facing Ye Tingcheng.

Ye Tingcheng didn't know when this person sneaked into the house, let alone what his purpose was, the sword was cold and cold, and he felt that his soul was scattered at a glance, Ye Tingcheng's legs were weak, and he suddenly collapsed to the ground, crying: "Big ...... Big brother, spare your life......"

The man in black was shocked by Ye Tingcheng's sudden move, was stunned for a moment, and said, "You are a disciple of the spiritual Daoist, Ye Tingcheng?"

Ye Tingcheng's face was pale, and he felt remorseful in his heart, why did others pass through all the fine clothes and jade food, and he would close the ghost gate every once in a while?

In order to save his life, Ye Tingcheng raised his head, patted his chest and said, "No, big brother, you recognized the wrong person." I don't know any pious spiritual Taoist, and I'm not Ye Qingcheng, I'm a good citizen!"

The man in black frowned slightly, and said secretly: "Could it be that the intelligence is wrong? This person is indeed not like the sword idiot Ye Qingcheng." ”

"Say, where is the sword idiot Ye Chengcheng, who are you?"

Ye Chengcheng shook his head hard, "I...... I really don't know anything about Ye Chengcheng...... I don't know......"

The man in black snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "Since you don't know, then ......"

Ye Chengcheng was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly raised his hands to thank him, "Thank you big brother for sparing your life, thank you big brother for sparing your life." ”

The man in black sneered and said, "I mean, then you go to die." ”

Ye Tingcheng was stunned for a moment, cold sweat broke out on his back, the man in black moved extremely fast, the long sword stabbed instantly, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, Ye Tingcheng's brain was blank, and his heart said, it's over, hiccup, I may be the first person who won't survive for two days after crossing.

Just when Ye Qingcheng thought that he was going to die, and he had already felt the skin on his throat being cut, a sudden sword light, sharp and fast, hit the long sword of the man in black fiercely.

The sword of "Bell ......" was knocked away at the moment when it was about to reach Ye Tingcheng's throat, and the sword qi instantly cut through Ye Tingcheng's cheek.

The white figure appeared again in danger, and Ning Sitian held a slender sword, as thin as a cicada's wings but extremely sharp. The slender and graceful figure instantly stood in front of Ye Chengcheng, and his face was as cold as frost, looking at the man in black.

"Who are you, and why are you chasing after you?"

The man in black didn't want to answer her words, but just sneered, "Sure enough, he is Ye Qingcheng, he can pretend, he almost deceived me." ”

Ye Tingcheng struggled to get up, hid behind Ning Sicheng, exposed his head, and scolded: "What's the matter? Lao Tzu is Ye Tingcheng, you come to beat me!"

The black-clothed man's eyes were cold, and he moved instantly, and the long sword flew down in an instant, Ye Tingcheng was so frightened that his face was like ashes, and he quickly hid his head behind Ning Si, and his arms were tightly wrapped around her waist.