Arad's crooked savior

"Yunmi, step back...slower..."

Before Ye Lin finished speaking, the wooden floor of the activity room suddenly cracked with a sword mark, and the cut was smooth.

Mingming Fengying didn't touch the floor at all when she danced her sword. He could see very clearly that it was just a petal, falling gently to the ground.

Although Yun Mi didn't understand the state of her master, she knew Ye Lin's strength. The sisters were shocked by a sword manual. It was probably no small matter for him to be serious now.

He carefully supported the floor with his arms and moved back a few times when Yun Mi suddenly felt as if something had quietly changed.

She seemed to be still in the activity room of the manor, but she seemed to be no longer in this world. The sound of rain and wind outside the window kept coming, but for some reason they all disappeared and could no longer be heard.

"Tonight's pearl color~"

Feng Ying fell into a state of intoxication, murmuring softly, and suddenly stopped from dancing the sword, and the extreme movement turned into extreme stillness, like a beautiful wood sculpture. After a moment, the arm holding the sword slowly raised, condensing a supreme move.

But her slender eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she couldn't find the target for her sword.

"It's too late, Yunmi, run back!"

Ye Lin also grabbed the sword from the void, and the long sword he made for Yun Mi during the day flew into his palm. This action just released an undetectable ray of sword intent, which was noticed by Feng Ying.

Although her eyes were closed, Feng Ying was aware of the entire activity room. That sudden "outside" gave the surging flood an outlet to vent. The goal was clear, and it was now!

"It will bloom with the full moon~!"

"I'm going to give you a good fat slap later. If you don't know how to drink, you'll still drink too much."

A sword is boundless, and the white frost reflects the moon!

All the sword intent was condensed into a simple sword, and in a flash of a ten thousandth of a second, petals were flying all over the sky.

Extreme movement ~ turned into extreme stillness.

The frozen suffocation, when Yun Mi woke up, it might have been a long time, or it might have only been a second, but the sound of wind and rain outside the window was still the same.

Feng Ying sheathed her sword and remained silent. The single ponytail that was originally hanging down to the astonishing length of her ankles was now broken at the lower part of the waist out of thin air, and three thousand black hair fell to the ground.

The first time he used unfamiliar swordsmanship, not only did he kill Ye Lin, but his hair also suffered.

Ding~

The long sword in Ye Lin's hand was broken at the waist, and the half-sword blade fell on the ground and was still trembling with a slight sound of metal for a long time.

"Don't touch Feng Ying, she still needs some time to understand."

He simply threw away the half of the sword hilt in his hand, then sat silently on the floor, reached for the glass of wine he had poured before and drank it.

The finished wine glass fell on the table, making a slight collision sound, and then something strange happened. The entire wine table, including the wine bottle, all cracked and fell over. The wine was scattered on the floor, and the aroma of wine filled the air.

It turns out that this place had already been divided into two by Feng Ying.

Yun Mi was stunned for a long time. He didn't know what to do for a while. Should he wait for his master to recover or go and see Ye Lin who was sitting with his back to him.

Suddenly, her eyes were startled. The half-pot of good wine spilled on the ground was mixed with a wisp of bright red at some point, and there were drops of blood.

"Master, are you injured?"

This time she was not calling Feng Ying, but Ye Lin, who had taught her but not taught her. After all, she had learned something and had inherited a sword manual for her senior sisters.

Ye Lin's left arm, his clothes were cut open by a sharp blade, and the skin was opened with a bloody gash. At the same time, there was a terrible wound of about ten inches from his left shoulder to his chest, staining his clothes with blood.

"Fortunately, it's nothing serious. I could only take a defensive stance and let Feng Ying try her best to break through. Otherwise, how could Cai Ying, who had just crossed the origin level, hurt me so easily."

Yun Mi didn't know what the origin level meant. It was a bit far away for her. She only saw Ye Lin's injuries, which was really shocking.

He was absolutely capable of dodging it, but because he was right behind him and his strength was low, he had to block the sword for himself.

Hearing that he still insisted that his injury was not serious, Yun Mi couldn't help but shook his head, with a glint in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Her plain white fingers carefully touched the sword wound, which was still bleeding. Her fingertips were stained with a streak of blood red.

"I have learned some medical skills. I'm going to ask Celia for a needle and thread. I'll sew it up for you. Please bear with me."

"There are needles and catgut in the drawer of the cupboard under the pendulum clock in the living room."

This small injury, based on Wuxuan's healing speed, would be over in about half a minute without leaving any scars.

However, Ye Lin deliberately didn't say anything and stopped all Wuxuan's healing, stopping the bleeding first.

In the activity room, Feng Ying was still standing with her eyes closed. She was in a mysterious state and didn't know when it would end.

She didn't know yet that she had made a mistake. She was in a meditative state and was enjoying the joy of breaking through.

After finding the needle and thread, Yun Mi looked at Ye Lin, who was leaning on the sofa. Although his face was pale and he looked weak, the blood on his body was no longer bleeding.

"Eh~?"

"This may be because I am very strong, so my healing ability is relatively good. Please help me apply some medicine first."

Under the bright light, the needle in Yun Mi's hand shone with a cold light. In a sense, it made him shudder. If he could suffer less, it would be better to suffer less.

Yun Mi took some more medicine and gauze, frowned her eyebrows, and carefully used a cotton swab to apply the medicine on him. However, she felt that the wound seemed a little shallower.

The wounds on the arms were easy to apply, but for the wounds on the shoulders, since Ye Lin was leaning against the sofa, Yun Mi had to lean forward with his left knee also supporting the sofa, almost pressing on him, in order to be able to apply it. Apply medicine to the wound.

Nephrite is warm and fragrant, and thoughts are wandering.

"Do you often get injured when you take risks and experience?"

After applying the potion and powder, Yunmi still thought it would be better to sew it up, but Ye Lin repeatedly said it was not necessary, so she gave up.

"Well, every time you think you become strong enough, more powerful enemies will always appear! This is also a kind of fun and a kind of encouragement."

Yunmi took out clean gauze and carefully wrapped the wound on his arm. Even if he went to see a professional doctor later, he had to take preventive measures first.

Her eyes were focused and she felt a little guilty, but she didn't realize that the moment the gauze was wrapped around her, the wound secretly healed.

Ye Lin suddenly glanced at him, and then he didn't dare to move his left arm, because Yun Mi took his hand to bandage it, and three of his knuckles accidentally touched the justice under the blue and white Taoist robe.

Despite wearing tight clothes, Zhengyi is still plump and proud, and her curves are astonishing, not inferior to Mailu.

Happiness was only temporary. Yun Mi leaned forward to help him bandage another wound. However, due to the tight clothes, the charming depth under the robe was completely invisible.

Feng Ying's pot~

"Yunmi..."

"Um?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

(ー_ー)!!

"No, no time to talk."

She also has a nice scent on her body, which may be the sachet worn on her waist, or it may be natural body fragrance.

"Do you have time now? Think about me?"

Yunmi's bandaging movements paused, feeling speechless and helpless.

It is true as they said, the master is shameless and easy to push forward. He is a towering tree, wishing that every branch was full of peach blossoms.

"Master Wife has heard this, and you are not allowed to kneel on the washboard?"

She changed her name to Ye Lin as her master again, and her master naturally referred to Celia.

"No, no, when she makes me kneel under the pomegranate skirt, the purpose is often not punishment, but a reward of dripping grace."

With her instinctive sixth sense, Yun Mi noticed something strange inside, but she couldn't dwell on it. She straightened up and looked at the master who was seriously injured and was talking nonsense.

Her face was pale, and it looked like she had lost too much blood. She had seen the wound with her own eyes. It was as horrifying as a bad word, dripping with blood, and absolutely real.

And the most important thing was that the master resisted Feng Ying's blow head-on in order to prevent her from getting hurt.

"Master, I heard that Yuena has strong healing ability. Let's go find her." Her voice was slightly urgent and a little choked.

"No need, Yunmi, let's make a bet?"

He pointed at his pale cheek and began to secretly say: "Your gentleness is the best healing medicine! If it is cured, everyone will be happy. If it is not cured, I will see a doctor."

Her face was slightly red with a little baby fat. Yun Mi didn't believe that her own gentleness could heal such a big wound.

Even if saliva can disinfect, it cannot heal wounds.

But for a moment, her eyes accidentally glanced at some blood stains on the floor of the living room. It should have fallen from the wound when the master was helped by her just now.

The wind and rain outside the window seemed to have become lighter. Yun Mi kept replaying the two hideous wounds in his mind, making him increasingly worried and uneasy.

So he quickly leaned over, pecked him on the face, and then said hurriedly: "Let's go, let's go to the doctor."