When Ye Qinghuan opened his eyes weakly, he was lying flat in the bushes on the roadside.
He felt a sharp pain all over his body, and he knew that he must be covered in scars now.
Unless the blood-killing bead is activated, it is impossible for him to move at all.
"We encountered a space storm. After all, the bead space is imperfect and does not form a complete passage!"
Ye Qinghuan felt helpless. If he had known that he would suffer such serious injuries if he teleported to the ancient world, he would not have chosen to teleport directly to the ancient world.
"Is this the ancient world?"
Ye Qinghuan's mind moved, and he suddenly felt a little surprised.
The atmosphere here is very unusual. Ye Qinghuan originally thought that the ancient world on earth should be just a barrier.
In other words, the ancient world is still essentially on the earth, but it is blocked and can only be entered through the teleportation array.
But Ye Qinghuan discovered that his breath was completely different from that of the earth.
It is like an independent world, not only independent from the earth, but also independent from all realms of the universe.
What a magical place!
This kind of atmosphere is somewhat similar to the bead space.
But at this moment, Ye Qinghuan was not in the mood to think too much. He felt very uncomfortable all over, and the pain was so severe that it was bone-piercing.
With Ye Qinghuan's perseverance, he was able to resist these painful feelings, but his body was severely injured, but he would not recover for a while.
He could only lie flat on his back, struggling to extract a bit of spiritual power from the sea of qi to repair his body.
Using the Blood-Slaying Bead, he can instantly burst out with powerful power, but there is no Xiaoying here, unless Ye Qinghuan wants to be controlled by the Blood-Slaying Bead.
The air sea was almost exhausted, and the spiritual power was exhausted before he could save himself.
Extracting a trace of spiritual power caused Ye Qinghuan to break out in cold sweat on his forehead. Although his soul could bear the pain, it was very unbearable for his body.
Bit by bit, Ye Qinghuan was recovering very slowly at the moment. He had no choice but to slowly repair his body.
An hour later, Ye Qinghuan was already soaked to the skin, but he finally had some intuition and could barely move his limbs and neck.
"Cousin, look, there seems to be a person there!"
At this time, a female voice came to mind. Her voice sounded very young, clear and moving.
"Where is there?" It was another female voice, obviously much more mature.
"Really, look..."
Soon, Ye Qinghuan saw the faces of two fairly good-looking women appearing in front of him.
One of the young girls opened her eyes wide and looked at herself curiously.
"Cousin, this man was seriously injured. His whole body is covered with scars, and his face is covered with dense sword gleams. Is he still alive?"
The young girl said aloud.
"I don't know, he is probably dead. This is none of our business, Ziyi, let's go." The woman called cousin said.
"In case he is still alive, we can't just ignore him!" Ziyi said again.
"Zi Yi, you are still young and don't understand the dangers of the world. This man is covered in scars and has an ugly face. He is definitely not a good person!" the cousin said coldly.
At this moment, Ye Qinghuan, in addition to the scars on his body, also had scars on his face cut by the space storm.
The originally delicate face was almost destroyed and looked very terrifying.
"But..." Ziyi couldn't bear it.
"Miss, let's go quickly!"
At this time, a man's deep voice came.
Ziyi hesitated.
"Whoa!"
At this time, Ye Qinghuan's eyes suddenly opened and he looked directly at the two girls in front of him.
"Cousin, look, he's still alive, let's take him away!"
Ziyi immediately shouted in surprise.
Ye Qinghuan clearly saw that the mature woman frowned and said coldly: "I don't know who you are, but I don't intend to take you away. You are covered with scars. You must have been injured by enemies. You are making enemies everywhere.
, you must not be a good person either!"
"Besides, we are two women. If we take you with us, if you recover from your injuries, who knows if you will do something evil to us!"
Ye Qinghuan was speechless. If he hadn't been unable to move now, he wouldn't have even looked at this woman.
Compared with Xiaoying and others, this woman's appearance can only be said to be very average.
"Cousin, let's take him away. Maybe he is also a good person. Let's come back first and then talk about it!" Ziyi persuaded.
"You can take him away, but you have to throw him in the escort's carriage. Don't let me see him, and you have to keep an eye on him!" the cousin said coldly.
"Great!" Ziyi suddenly became happy.
Soon, several guards carried Ye Qinghuan onto a carriage.
To be honest, the action was very rough, causing Ye Qinghuan's energy and blood to surge, and he almost suffered an injury, causing him to vomit blood again.
In fact, Ye Qinghuan doesn't really want these people to save him. It doesn't matter whether they take him with them or not. As long as his injuries are slowly repaired, he can use the magic pill to heal his injuries.
The key is that Ye Qinghuan doesn't like the cousin's attitude very much, and he doesn't like to owe this kind of favor.
As the carriage drove forward on the road, it took Ye Qinghuan a day to make his body feel better and he could barely move.
He lived in the escort's carriage, and in front of him were the carriages of the two ladies from the Zi family. Among them, Ziyi came over to see Ye Qinghuan once.
Ziyi was also very happy to see that Ye Qinghuan's injury was getting better and he could barely move.
The little girl had a lot of doubts in her heart. She originally wanted to ask, but seeing that Ye Qinghuan was in poor condition, he didn't ask any more questions.
Ye Qinghuan was sitting in the carriage, working hard to recover. He also had many doubts in his heart.
However, the top priority is naturally to restore strength. It is almost certain that this is the ancient world.
When he thought of Beidou Pavilion, law enforcers and others, Ye Qinghuan's heart ignited with raging anger, and he wanted to start killing immediately.
In the next few days, the motorcade was still moving forward. Regardless of her cousin's dissuasion, Ziyi often visited Ye Qinghuan.
From her air, Ye Qinghuan also learned some information. This was indeed the ancient world.
And they were warriors from a small town, heading to the Zi Mansion in Sihai City.
Their family is a small branch of the Zifu in Sihai City. Outstanding children from the branch families have the opportunity to join the main family every year and become real children of the main family.
Zi Yi and her cousin Zixue are the outstanding disciples who went to Zi Mansion.
"Only by joining the Zi Mansion can you be recommended to join those major sects. After entering the sect, you can practice more powerful skills and have the opportunity to take pills. Therefore, I must join the Zi Mansion!"
Ziyi's big eyes were shining, and Qiao Li said firmly.
Ye Qinghuan, like before, naturally responded with silence.