On the top of Wanxia Mountain, the breeze slowly blows in along the open window.

The house is full of the slight fragrance of frost grass, which is refreshing.

Ye Qian'er has been 'sleeping' for four years, and when she wakes up at this moment, her head is still a little drowsy.

A pair of bright starry eyes looked at the stranger in front of him, full of doubts.

I tried to sit up, but I found that I was weak and couldn't move.

Although the muscles and veins recovered, four years of coma made her body function unable to keep up for a while.

"Just call me Yebei."

The words floated in, making Ye Qian'er's small brows frown slightly, and murmured:

"Night North? Are you from the line of Chikong Mountain? ”

The word "night" made Ye Qian'er think that the person in front of her was from the Ye family, but she had never seen an unfamiliar face, and it must be from the line of Chikong Mountain.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Ye Qian'er continued to ask, "You saved me, right?" ”

She is not ignorant of her illness, on the contrary, she knows that her illness is very serious.

Her parents and the entire night family hid it from her, but her mother Yun Ran's sobbing in the dead of night, and her father's decadent color all day made her understand that her illness was hopeless.

"I just woke up, I still talk less and rest more, and after three days, you should be able to get out of bed and walk around."

As soon as the words fell, Yebei stretched out a palm.

"I'll take the needle off your body, it will hurt a little, bear with it."

At this moment, the entire twelve qi needles were still left on Ye Qian'er's body.

Yebei took out ten of them, leaving two, one in the Quchi acupoint of the arm, and the other in the acupuncture point of the lower leg and foot three miles.

These two acupuncture points can invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, at this moment, although the muscles and veins of Yeqianer are dredged, the blood that has been blocked in the body for many years needs to be slowly absorbed.

"Thank you, Brother Yebei."

The pain of taking the needle made Ye Qian'er sweat, but she didn't shout, and at this moment, she squeezed out a smile.

"Rest well."

Yebei smiled slightly, covered the quilt for him, turned around and walked out of the room.

The girl's strength made him very pleased.

After all, it's the blood of the Ye family.

Perhaps, by nature.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Yebei raised his wrist and pressed the communicator.

Meanwhile.

On the top of Panling Mountain, a sizzling electric current sounded from the wrist of the lonely defeated sky.

"It's big brother."

Lonely Heaven looked down and suddenly exclaimed.

Although I can't hear what is said, it is enough to prove that big brother is still alive!

"I'll just say, how could my eldest brother die."

Chu Tianhe's face was ecstatic.

"I don't know, who was crying just now."

Nangong Yan also fell to the ground with a boulder in her heart, and couldn't help but quip.

At this moment, the voice in the communicator was intermittent, but a few words could already be faintly heard, as if asking for something.

"Big brother, we're fine."

Lonely Heaven replied to the communicator.

"Oops, the signal is not good, how can you do this."

Nangong Yan said, holding the wrist of the lonely defeated sky and aiming it at the communicator.

"Big brother, we're fine, how are you."

In a word, repeated a dozen times.

The intermittent voice kept ringing, and Yebei was secretly relieved to learn that the two of them were fine.

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, and it was a woman in a green shirt, holding a white robe in her hand, stopping in front of Yebei, and only promised: "My lord, this is the shirt that has just been sewn for you." ”

Yebei turned around and saw the girl in front of him, with slightly slender ears, it was obvious that it was a spirit beast that had not completely transformed into a human form.

Here, it is not surprising that spirit beasts are slaves and slaves.

Seeing the shirt in the other party's hand, he couldn't help but smile.

It seems that Yechuan has a heart, and the style of the clothes in front of him is not much different from what he wore before.

Stripped off the Tang costume on her body, her slightly thin body was full of strong muscles, and the girl secretly glanced at it, but her cheeks were crimson, and she hurriedly lowered her head and didn't dare to look at it again.

Especially the scars on the other party's body, which almost covered her whole body, made her unstoppable.

What did this young man in front of him go through?

The fabric of the garment is excellent, far from ordinary fabric.

In the outside world, most of the clothes worn by martial artists with some strength have been soaked in some spiritual grass, which is not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also extremely tough.

This garment is obviously infused with extremely precious spirit grass.

Compared with the white robe he wore before, it is not inferior at all, and it has the tendency to surpass.

This is understandable, here, the spirit grass is easier to find than the outside world.

Many spirit grasses that have been extinct for many years can also be seen here.

"Adults see if it fits, if it doesn't work, Qing'er will modify it."

The girl asked softly.

Her name is Ye Qing'er, although her surname is 'Ye', but she doesn't have any trace of Ye blood.

Yebei nodded slightly, indicating that it was appropriate.

Ye Qing'er performed a woman's salute, the task was completed, and she was ready to leave.

But I heard a soft cry from the room next to me.

"Is it Sister Qing'er?"

Ye Qing'er was stunned for a moment, and then her red lips opened, with a look of shock.

"Qian, Qian'er?"

As he spoke, he hurried into the room.

Outside the window, Yebei suddenly heard Ye Qing'er's excited shout.

Yebei didn't know that this Yeqing'er was Qian'er's personal handmaiden, although she was a handmaiden, but the relationship between the two was very deep.

After Qian'er fell into a coma, Ye Qing'er didn't know how many times she secretly cried in the middle of the night.

Yechuan saw that she was so interested in her daughter, and gave her the surname "Night".

You know, the slaves and maids here only have names, not surnames.

Being able to follow the surname of the head of the family means that among the many family members, they are superior.

This is the treatment of spirit animals, and most of the so-called loose cultivators, after entering the family, have to change their surnames.

This is true of many families here.

The reason is the same, the unique environment creates special rules.

Strength is one thing, and the number of family members is the standard for measuring whether a family is strong.

The strong are respected.

After all, here, whether it is a loose cultivation or a spirit animal, if you want to live, you can only rely on the family, and no one will willingly join a weak family.

If you can't get out of the Guwu swamp, no matter how strong the family is, the population will plummet.

The continuation of the offspring naturally became a top priority.

A strong family naturally has the right to choose a spouse first.

Inside the house, the voices of the two of them were heard, and Ye Qing'er burst into tears.

Yeqian'er was in a coma for four years, and she was worried for four years.

Although it is a spirit animal, it also has emotions, not to mention after transforming into a human form.

"She just woke up, try to let her talk less and rest more."

Yebei followed the window and said to the house.

When the words fell, Qing'er was grateful to Dade that night.

Yebei stood on the top of the mountain, and at the sky, several figures came quickly, and the speed was extremely fast.

After getting closer, one of them met Yebei, who was Yechuan's wife, Yun Ran.

Yun Ran also saw Yebei, his face was full of indifference, and even a hint of hostility appeared, and the speed of his progress did not weaken, and he followed a few people and flew towards one place.