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

Chapter 229: The Strangeness of Taohuaju

Wen Ye looked at Ji Heyu, who had his eyes closed and remained silent, and slowly moved his gaze to the window, where he could see the direction of the pond.

He already had a general understanding of Yu Tianhong's situation, and the only thing left was to find a solution, but that was not something he could do now.

The brain, which had been active all the time, became idle, and the worries that had been suppressed returned to Wen Ye's mind again.

He got up just to go see Yan Ping.

But Yan Ping began to retreat just before he woke up.

Wen Ye was like an eternal stone statue, staring out the window without moving a muscle.

His gaze was as calm as water, so that when the light from the spirit lamp fell into his eyes, it did not cause any ripples.

Although he is not the smartest person, he is not stupid.

There was no reason for Yan Ping to go into seclusion just after he woke up.

Judging from Yan Ping's attitude towards him the last time he was injured, he was sure that the first person he would see when he woke up should be Yan Ping.

But this time, Yan Ping didn't even see him, and didn't even show up. When he just woke up, he asked Ji Heyu to convey the message that he should not be disturbed.

When Wen Ye heard this, he knew that Yan Ping didn't want to see him.

For no reason, there were a few ripples in his eyes, which were originally as deep as water.

Wen Ye closed his eyes tightly. He could feel a heaviness in his heart. He didn't know what had happened that made Yan Ping unwilling to see him.

Was it because the formation ring was not completed that day that Yan Ping was disappointed?

Or was it that he and Yu Tianhong had gone too far and annoyed him?

Wen Ye felt more and more depressed, but his expression did not change. He was just like a stone statue by the roadside, exposed to wind and rain, with no sadness or joy.

When he calmed down his thoughts, ignored the heaviness in his heart and the surging in his soul, and opened his eyes again, there was only calmness in his eyes.

If Yan Ping doesn't want to see him, then he won't see him.

After all, they are still in Taohuaju, he is still useful, and Yan Ping will see him again.

Wen Ye's gaze fell vaguely outside the window, and a sense of emptiness appeared around him.

When Ji Heyu left the spirit, his eyes were as empty as Wen Ye's, with no focus.

After a long time, Ji Heyu turned his gaze to Wen Ye. He said nothing, but just gave a few instructions.

"Don't get close to Yu Tianhong alone these few days."

"I'll let you know if anything happens."

Wen Ye looked at him silently, then nodded.

After Ji Heyu left, Wen Ye turned off the spirit lamp. The bright moon outside the window shone brightly into the room, reflecting only loneliness.

He stood at the window, glanced at the direction of the pond from afar, then calmed himself and sat down beside the bed.

In the past, he paid more attention to the formations and patterns than his own cultivation, but after the failure in constructing the formation ring in the pond that day.

It made him notice a mistake that he had ignored for a long time.

One's own realm is the foundation of all a cultivator's methods. If the foundation is not strong enough, what is the use of mastering other aspects?

If he had enough spiritual power and his soul was extremely strong at that time, he might have successfully constructed the formation ring.

Yan Ping would not choose not to see him.

Wen Ye closed his eyes and began to concentrate on practicing.

Taohuaju, which was originally bustling, suddenly became quiet after this night.

Everyone seemed to have something to do and became extremely busy.

Yan Ping was in seclusion, Wen Ye stayed in his room all day practicing, and Ji Heyu was often nowhere to be seen.

Yu Tianhong spent most of his time fighting with the ghost thing in his soul.

Sometimes in the room, sometimes in the peach orchard.

No matter what happened to his soul, at least from the outside, he was exactly the same as before.

Every day I either practice sword-fighting or come back to cook.

Although no one eats the food, most of the time it is just left on the table to cool.

But he still cooks meals every day without knowing the answer.

Outside the pond, a light of forbidden brilliance enveloped the entire pond.

Yu Tianhong walked towards Hua Guang with an extremely stiff body, but there was panic in the depths of his eyes. He moved the corners of his lips desperately, but only made an inaudible sound.

"You pervert, let me go!"

"I'm not going!"

The indistinguishable male and female voice that had been entangled in his soul said with a smile, "He hasn't come out for a long time. Don't you want to see him?"

Yu Tianhong is now very sober. He has been imprisoned a lot these days, and he is now fully aware of His methods.

Once his memory is clouded again, what he shows is himself, and no one can tell the difference.

At least he encountered Ji Heyu many times and was briefly controlled each time, but Ji Heyu did not notice that something was wrong with him afterwards.

If he approached Yan Ping in this state, then the pot of wine or the glass of water that he handed to Yan Ping unconsciously might cause Yan Ping to get into trouble.

Yu Tianhong didn't dare to think further. He regretted it now. Why did he open the box that day when he was fine?

When Ji Heyu fished it out of the pond, he should have thrown it back. Why think so much!

"I don't want to! Get out of here!"

Yu Tianhong gritted his teeth and made a sound, but all he heard was His eerie laughter.

And his body was still moving forward stiffly.

Compared to the first day when he was controlled, his walking now seemed much more normal, just a little slower.

He said slowly.

"Why are you so panicked? Don't you really trust your Senior Yan Ping?"

"Maybe he'll spot me the first time he sees you."

When he said this, he suddenly let out a sharp and excited laugh. He hadn't seen Yan Ping for a long time, and now that he knew he was in there, he couldn't help himself.

Yu Tianhong's eyes were almost red with anxiety.

Yan Ping is very strong, but the thing that possesses him is extremely strange. What if Yan Ping is not careful and falls into a trap?

"Yu boy, what are you doing here?"

Ji Heyu's lazy voice suddenly came from the peach tree beside him. Yu Tianhong's eyes shook slightly, but there was nothing unusual in his body.

When Yu Tianhong turned around again, there was only confusion on his face. He walked to the side and saw a corner of Ji He's jade-green sleeves among the lush peach blossoms.

"I came to see Senior, what is Senior Rufeng doing here?"

Ji Heyu pulled aside the peach blossoms, revealing his amorous peach blossom eyes with a lazy smile in them.

“I’m drinking here.”

As he spoke, he threw down a wine jug and said, "Fill it up for me."

Yu Tianhong: “…”

He took the wine jug with one hand and couldn't help rubbing his face with the other hand, mumbling, "Senior Rufeng, are you craving for alcohol? You only know how to ask me for wine every day."

Ji Heyu curled his lips, "Yan Ping won't let me leave, what else can I do besides drinking?"

"I'm not like you guys, who would stay in the house and practice every day just for an illusory reward for being the champion."

"one……"

Ji Heyu said this and raised his eyebrows at Yu Tianhong, "Didn't you compete with him for Yan Ping's first prize before? Now instead of practicing sword skills, why are you looking for Yan Ping?"

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to defeat him?"