"Can you pull me?"

Ye Xiyue walked over and pulled him up, "You have just woken up, you have lost too much blood and need to rest...?"

"Young, you're getting better."

This is too fast!

He was dying just now, but now he can stand up. Although his face was still extremely pale, he felt a sense of pathological beauty all over his body.

"Sister, I don't know how to thank you."

"I'm just a good thing, don't take it to heart. How could you, a little monk, be..."

"I can only say that the person is too young and is bullied, but he ends up lying here and almost died."

Ye Xiyue said oh and told the little monk a few more words. Ye Xiyue walked away with the little blood bone. Just as she walked more than ten steps, she turned around and saw that the little monk followed her tremblingly.

Ye Xiyue frowned.

"Sister, save people to the end, send Buddha to the west, I have no place to go... Can you take me in?"

She is still homeless, and she still takes in someone else?

"I'm not as stupid as you look at. I know a lot of things."

"for example?"

“Cooking, washing clothes, and…”

"Okay." Ye Xiyue waved her hand, "I can only take you in for a few days." In six days, she will go to the Holy Realm of the Undead, and she will not be able to protect herself, so she naturally cannot protect him anymore.

"Yeah." The little monk nodded happily.

When Ye Xiyue returned to Gongxi Mansion, the people in the mansion saw her and saluted her in unison, shouting "Miss" and "Miss"...

Beigong Yao and Huanyan were stunned when they saw the little monk brought back by Ye Xiyue.

Ye Xiyue walked forward, "Well, I met in the back mountain. This little monk was bullied and seriously injured and had nowhere to go, so I took him to Gongxi Mansion first. Do you think... okay?"

"It's up to you." Beigong Yao had no objection. Huanyan just glanced at the little monk. The little monk smiled, saying hello to the two of them.

Huanyan stared at the little monk, and her face suddenly turned pale.

Ye Xiyue realized what was wrong with him, "Huanyan, what's wrong with you?"

"Suddenly I feel a headache. You guys talk first, I'll go and have a rest."

"That little monk..."

"Stay here."

Looking at Huanyan's departure back, Ye Xiyue was suspicious.

No one saw the light that flashed in the little monk's eyes...

As soon as Huanyan returned to the room, she closed the door, covered her heart, and fell to the ground dejectedly.

The scene of seeing the little monk is vivid. Who is that person...? Why does he feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity?

In a blink of an eye, six days passed and the day we arrived at the Holy Realm of the Undead was ushered in.

Today's Forgotten City is surprisingly quiet.

People who sell and buy are no longer setting up stalls, and are all in awe of today's mysterious and great day.

During the six days, Ye Xiyue and the little monk became familiar with each other. The little monk was not reserved and everyone liked him in Gongxi Mansion.

Even Huanyan would watch the little monk from time to time.

In the past few days, Huanyan's condition has been controlled. The number of vomiting blood at night has decreased from three times to one time. Ye Xiyue has consumed a lot of treasures of heaven and earth. Some of the treasures of heaven and earth in the spiritual space are in short supply.

The Beigong Yao was reluctant to see her troubles, so she also helped Huanyan recuperate.
Chapter completed!