Yunsheng Children's Shoes once again ignored the fact that she was only six years old.
The next moment, she understood the reason for Ye Beiming's behavior.
The sound of pushing the door open came.
Late at night, the only one who can walk freely in the Dharma Temple is Master Yang.
It seems that he saw the light in Ye Beiming's room.
In the middle of the night, a dry and thin middle-aged man broke into the room of a young lady?
When the old gray wolf met the injured and arrogant little fox?
Yun Sheng's mind was full of sexual intercourse, but she didn't realize it, and she didn't want to think about what she, a six-year-old little lolita, was doing hiding in the bed of a ten-year-old young lady in the middle of the night.
Ye Beiming's bed is not big, and it is already very cramped to accommodate two people.
Ye Beiming had just finished treating his injuries when his upper body had been stripped naked by Yun Sheng.
While Yun Sheng was thinking wildly, he moved slightly and carefully avoided Ye Beiming's smooth abdominal muscles.
When she was taking the blood just now, she discovered that Ye Beiming looked slender and handsome, but the muscles on his body were very strong, and he didn't look like a ten-year-old boy at all.
"Injured? Warcraft?" Wizard Yang glanced at the bloody clothes Ye Beiming threw on the ground.
I have been to Ye Beiming in the Yuewu Mountain Range many times, and every time I entered and exited safely, I have never been in such a mess as tonight.
Ye Beiming turned sideways and tucked the quilt down naturally, covering Yun Sheng's restless eyes.
He pretended to be lying on the bed and said casually: "There was a conflict with several hunters, including summoners and war beasts."
Hunters are professionals on the Wuji Continent who specialize in various assassinations, hunting and even various tasks. Most of them are composed of several types of people, including warriors above the great martial master, great magicians and even summoners.
Most of them belong to different hunting regiments, and most of them are above the level of great martial arts masters. They have extraordinary skills and use all means for money. They are a very worrying group on the mainland.
It was a miracle that Ye Beiming could escape from serious injuries under the siege of several adult hunters.
The poisonous wound on his abdomen seemed to have been caused by the war beast of the Jaeger Summoner.
"Has the wound been treated?" Magic Director Yang's tone was cold, without any warmth at all.
The relationship between the two is not like a communication between master and disciple, but more like...
Yun Sheng thought about it and couldn't tell what the relationship between Ye Beiming and Magic Director Yang was.
"I applied some styptic flowers," Ye Beiming frowned slightly. The little wild cat beneath him moved restlessly. He could feel her delicate nose rubbing against his chest.
Noticing that something was wrong with Ye Beiming, Magic Director Yang stepped forward and said as he walked, "Let me take a look."
Seeing that he was about to open the quilt first, Yun Sheng's heart, which was hiding underneath, almost jumped out of her throat.
"Did you find him?" Ye Beiming suddenly tensed up and held Magic Director Yang away with one hand.
Yun Sheng didn't take precautions, and the bridge of her nose hit his wound. The wound that had just stopped bleeding burst open, and the warm blood slid down against Yun Sheng's cheek.
One hand quickly reached into the quilt and quickly drew a few words on Yun Sheng's back: "Don't make any sound."
After hearing these words, Magic Director Yang stopped trying to test Ye Beiming. He smiled dryly: "How is that possible? You are my disciple. What good will it do me if I hurt you?"
"Perhaps you don't want them to kill me, but you just want to test me and test the extent of my strength? Don't worry, I promise to hand over my magic soul to you, as long as you can cure my eyes," Ye
The blood on Beiming's body had soaked the quilt.
Yun Sheng could smell the strong smell of blood.
Dharma soul? Eyes?
Yun Sheng suddenly widened his eyes.
Their conversation was very strange. Why did she listen to it in confusion and didn't understand what they were talking about for a long time.
"Yes, that is our agreement. As long as I cure your eyes, you will hand over your magic soul, the unparalleled magic soul in the world. Five years have passed, and my magic circle has only the last step left. As long as
If you can find a two-hundred-year-old Warcraft Soul Stone, I can cure your eyes," Magic Director Yang became excited unconsciously, his eyes filled with excitement.
"I will abide by the agreement, find the two-hundred-year-old Warcraft Soul Stone, and get out of my room immediately," Ye Beiming already felt dizzy. He gritted his teeth and held on to the last breath of fighting spirit.
He knew very well that Master Yang was extremely cruel. If he couldn't hold on, Yun Sheng, who fell down and hid under the quilt and eavesdropped on Master Yang's shocking secret, would die.
"Then you have a good rest, I'll be waiting for your soul stone," Magic Director Yang smiled. He was already used to Ye Beiming's wantonness.
Geniuses are often arrogant and unruly.
Ye Beiming is a genius, but he cannot escape from his own hands.
After being laid off, Yun Sheng was startled by the conversation between the two.
Exchange magic soul for vision?
It wasn't until Magic Director Yang left the room that Ye Beiming finally lost strength and passed out for the second time.
He was unconscious until late at night before he woke up.
His first reaction when he woke up was to touch his pillow. There was always a sword beside his pillow.
His movements were too large, stretching the wound, and he couldn't help but groan.
"If you don't care, just move again and drink this bowl of brown sugar water," Yun Sheng opened her big eyes and replaced the wet cloth on Ye Beiming's forehead.
After Magic Director Yang Da left, Ye Beiming was exhausted and had a high fever due to excessive blood loss. Fortunately, Yun Sheng helped him dissipate the heat in time, otherwise he would have burned out his brain if he had not died.
"What the hell is that? I don't eat sweets," Ye Beiming smelled a hint of sweetness and turned his head in disgust.
But the next moment, the bridge of his nose was pinched by a pair of soft hands, and the hard rim of the bowl hit his teeth unceremoniously. Yun Sheng pinched Ye Beiming's nose and forcibly swallowed a large bowl of brown sugar.
All the salt water was poured in.
"Little wild cat, you dare to give me medicine? You know I am!" Ye Beiming, like a little wolf with explosive hair, grabbed Yun Sheng's collar and was about to explode.
"I'm saving your life. I don't care what dirty business you have with that Magic Director Yang. I, Yun Sheng, have never failed to save a patient. If I want to have a chance to see your mother again, what's next?
For a few days, you will eat whatever I feed you!" Yun Sheng didn't panic at all, and kept turning her lips, crisp and sweet.
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Beiming's hand stopped and he mumbled: "How do you know my mother, I..."
"You talked nonsense when you had a high fever, called me mother for several hours, and still held my hand. You are better than me, my mother died a long time ago," Yun Sheng curled her lips and said casually.
There was silence in the room, and a suspicious look appeared on Ye Beiming's handsome face.
He said softly: "Sorry."
"Don't worry, everything you said last night was all nonsense. What I heard was also nonsense. I won't say a word." Yun Sheng understood that knowing too much would be short-lived.
She checked Ye Beiming's wound and after making sure it had initially healed, she quietly sneaked back home before dawn.
After Yun Sheng left, Ye Beiming sat on the bed as if he was in trance.
He took out an exquisite ring from his body, which was a storage ring.
There are several soul stones stored in the ring, one of which is the two-hundred-year-old Warcraft Soul Stone.