"I didn't talk nonsense, what I said is true, the emperor is really sick, don't you ......"

Before he could finish his words, Ye Lanxi once again stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and at the same time warned: "Talking about the saint in vain, it is a capital crime and will be beheaded, don't you want to implicate me again." ”

After Ye Lanxi let go this time, the young man finally quieted down.

He patted his heart and took a few long breaths, "Don't worry, I've investigated in advance, there's no one else around here, and what I just said was just for you alone." ”

Although he said this, Ye Lanxi couldn't help but turn his head and give him a big roll of his eyes.

"You have a slight smell of blood on you, and it's fresh. The young man frowned slightly, turned his head to look her up and down, and suddenly asked, "You, are you injured?"

After he reminded him like this, Ye Lanxi suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the place where the skin patch was attached to his wrist.

The young man's insight was so strong, seeing that her wrist was trembling slightly, he immediately guessed that she was injured on her wrist.

He grabbed her injured hand, tore open the skin patch that was hidden on her wound, stared at it carefully for a few seconds, and looked solemn: "Judging from the wound situation, you are your own hand on yourself." ”

"There should have been a touch of Shougong sand on it, right, but you actually took a knife and ripped off the flesh of that shougong sand?" the young man shook his head: "You are really willing to do it to yourself." ”

Ye Lanxi didn't reply to him, frowned and withdrew her hand from his hand, and brought it to her lips to blow air.

Impermanence turned his head to look at her, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "It hurts, right?"

"Nonsense, try to rip a piece of meat yourself. Ye Lanxi also said.

"Heh......"

He chuckled, took a small bottle out of his pocket and handed it to her, "Wow, painkillers." ”

Ye Lanxi didn't answer.

Instead, he grabbed her wrist and placed it on his knee, carefully pouring painkiller powder onto her wound.

Although the moment the powder was poured at first, it didn't take two seconds for the pain to disappear and be replaced by a cold and cold feeling.

"Thank you. ”

After applying the medicine, she withdrew her wrist and carefully reattached the patch back to cover the wound.

"You're welcome. ”

Impermanence sneered, shoved the rest of the painkillers into her, and looked up with her, looking in the same direction.

......

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

After a long time, the young man broke the silence with a voice: "I have a story, do you want to hear it?"

Tale?

Is it a tragic life story like the Blue Moon of the Dark Incense Pavilion that can go from dark to dawn?

I don't really want to hear it......

Ye Lanxi pursed her lips and was about to shake her head, but she heard him say: "It's a story about a thousand-year-old dragon and snake." ”

"Millennial Dragon Snake?"

This really piqued her curiosity.

"Legend has it that there is a cliff cave 100 meters below the cliff of Huafeng Cliff, and there is a thousand-year-old dragon snake living in the cave. The boy said slowly.

"Painting the Peaks and Cliffs?"

"Well, the Painted Peak Cliff is located at the critical point of Tianxia and Beiyao, it is a dangerous peak, and there are countless people who have set foot on the Painted Peak Cliff in the past thousand years, but no one has ever succeeded in coming out of there alive. ”

When the Impermanent Prince said this, he suddenly paused, slowly looked up at the sky, and continued: "However, ten years ago, there was a thirteen-year-old boy who broke the rumor that 'there is no entry and exit from the Painted Peak Cliff'. ”

"Who is he?" Ye Lanxi asked.