I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Chapter 175 Yan Ping's Entertainment

Yan Ping retracted his steps and stood beside Wen Ye, looking at him dimly.

Then Yan Ping saw Wen Ye's expression quickly turn dull.

If Yan Ping hadn't sensed that Wen Ye's breathing hadn't changed, he would have thought he was pretending to sleep.

Yan Ping sighed silently.

This kid is so clingy.

He looked at Wen Ye's face, unconsciously pressed against the blanket, his eyes and brows obedient.

Yan Ping rarely felt like entertaining himself.

He simply squatted aside.

Looking at Wen Ye's half-short hair, Yan Ping clicked his tongue again.

There were a lot of things going on before, and then he slept for a month. Before he had time to ask, Wen Ye had lost a lot of hair.

Yan Ping pulled out a strand of his hair, pinched the tip of it, and tickled Wen Ye's ear with interest.

Wen Ye was forced to be pulled deep into his soul to accept the formation pattern. He was only conscious, but he felt an itchy tingling in his ears for no reason.

While memorizing the evolution of the light golden array pattern in front of him, he rubbed the area where his ears were.

But it was of no use. The itchiness seemed to spread from the ear all the way inside, extending to the heart, and then to the whole body, and even the body seemed to be burning hot.

Wen Ye felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't find the source.

He had to remember the formation patterns evolving before his eyes. Although most of them were formation patterns he had memorized, there were many that he had never seen before.

If he couldn't remember all of this, he couldn't leave here.

Wen Ye gritted his teeth and continued to hold on.

Yan Ping is tired of playing.

After moving for a long time, Wen Ye didn't react at all and just sat quietly in the recliner.

Yan Ping sighed and threw his hair back behind him.

Wen Ye's skin color was a healthy white, and the white velvet carpet had an extra layer of hazy light under the lighting symbol.

Wen Ye is sleeping in it, and there is an atmosphere that gives people a sense of Sleeping Beauty.

Yan Ping poked his face and found that there was not much flesh.

Wen Ye's face is three-dimensional, but not fleshy, and feels very smooth to the touch.

Yan Ping's fingers paused on Wen Ye's face and did not move.

He was a little unsure, but reached out and touched it again.

Wen Ye seemed to feel a little hot.

Ji Heyu twitched his lips as he watched Yan Ping use a different method to torment Wen Ye.

This is not the right way to wake people up early.

Yan Ping was still thinking, he turned around and looked at Ji Heyu.

"Come here for a moment."

Ji Heyu looked up with some confusion, and without continuing to study with them, he walked over.

"what happened?"

Yan Ping pointed at Wen Ye's face and said, "He seems a little hot. Come and see if he has a fever."

Ji Heyu: “…”

He looked at Wen Ye lying on the recliner and everything was fine, and said unhappily, "You can't do it, so why do you think I can?"

Two people whose bodies are cold all day long due to blood deficiency.

There is no way to find out what temperature is correct.

Mu Qingwan, who was listening nearby, felt like laughing.

"Two seniors, let me take a look."

Mu Qingwan came over, touched Wen Ye's forehead, and then compared it with her own.

"A little, but not serious. What happened to him just now?"

Yan Ping thought for a moment and said, "He hasn't woken up yet."

Mu Qingwan is not a doctor. After thinking about it, she came up with a compromise, "If you are worried, you can cover his forehead."

Yan Ping has a cold body, so he always carries something to keep warm.

It can cool down Wen Ye and he can keep himself warm, which is good.

Ji Heyu sighed and left since he had nothing to do.

Mu Qingwan also went back.

Yan Ping looked at Wen Ye who was curled up in the recliner, clicked his tongue, and then simply put his hand on Wen Ye's forehead.

The cold fingers continuously absorbed warmth.

Wen Ye, deep in his soul, couldn't understand whether the formation pattern evolved from the pale golden light this time was poisonous.

Just now, my whole body was itchy and hot, and then I felt a little cool on my forehead, and my temperature dropped a lot.

But as time passes.

The coolness on my forehead gradually turned into chill and spread throughout my body.

Wen Ye felt that his soul was shivering from the cold. Although his will was clear and he was not affected, he felt very uncomfortable with the cold.

Wen Ye looked at the formation pattern that was still evolving and gritted his teeth.

This is really not a good thing.

Yan Ping held his hand for a long time, and only let go when he thought his face was not so hot anymore.

He looked at Ji Heyu and the others who were studying the pillars, then turned his head to look at Wen Ye and sighed.

"How long will it take you to wake up?"

There was not even a place to sit here. The chair that Wen Ye had given me before was still outside on the cliff, exposed to the wind.

Yan Ping looked at the remaining space on the recliner. He pondered for a moment, then simply moved Wen Ye to the side, found a seat to sit down, and began to close his eyes and rest.

Ji Heyu saw this scene: "..."

It's a bit too much for the boss to squeeze into the injured person's space by himself.

But when he looked at Yan Ping's pale face again, he touched his nose and turned his gaze away against his conscience.

Judging from his age alone, Yan Ping is also a child in his eyes. Although he is strong, he is really young.

The brightness of the lighting talisman was not high, but when it fell on Yan Ping's face, one could clearly see Yan Ping's pale complexion and the hint of fatigue between his eyebrows.

He was badly wounded, and when he entered the cave he was inexplicably aroused by murderous intent, which probably drained a lot of his energy.

It's good for two people to squeeze in.

Wen Ye was in the depths of his soul, and before the chill in his consciousness had dissipated, he felt another chill appear in his feet.

He felt something was wrong. The last time he was pulled into the spirit realm, he remembered the evolution of the array pattern.

There was no change from beginning to end.

Except that his soul couldn't bear it and almost broke apart, turning him into a fool.

There will never be such abnormalities like this time.

Wen Ye estimated the perception coming from his consciousness and frowned slightly.

Could it be that Yan Ping is looking for him?

The formation pattern in front of him was still evolving slowly, but Wen Ye suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

The next moment, Wen Ye felt that the evolution of the formation pattern was getting faster.

Wen Ye's eyes lit up, he forced himself to suppress the feeling coming from his consciousness and began to memorize frantically.

The whole process lasted a long time.

Wait for the formation pattern to evolve and finish.

Wen Ye felt that his consciousness had become completely frozen.

The sense that was originally lost gradually awakens.

The sounds of Yu Tianhong and the others talking and walking, as well as the light breathing sounds beside them.

Wen Ye's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. The stiff feeling in his consciousness was gradually fading away.

There was a slightly cool lighting symbol above his head, and directly in front of him was Yan Ping's thin back, and the cool touch from where his legs touched.

Wen Ye's hands and feet were a little slow, and he reacted belatedly.

So the strange feeling he felt in his soul was Yan Ping's touch?

Yan Ping noticed the movement behind him, so he opened his eyes and turned to look back.

Seeing the confused expression on Wen Ye's face, Yan Ping frowned.

He stood up and stood in front of Wen Ye, raised his hand and waved, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Ye looked at Yan Ping's pale face and shook his head, "I'm fine, I'll be fine in a little while."