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

Chapter 266 Just Use Soul Capture on Me Again

The matter seemed to have been let go so easily.

Yan Ping did not respond at all, but hastily characterized Wen Ye's love for him, then left the cave, leaving Wen Ye alone inside.

The bubbles in the blood pool began to gurgle again.

Wen Ye stood there for a while before realizing that this sudden crisis seemed to be gone.

In the past, he was only worried that if he revealed his feelings, Yan Ping would give him hints again. He never thought about Yan Ping's reaction after he knew his thoughts.

Thinking back to what happened just now, Yan Ping did not resist particularly, nor was he particularly angry, nor did he completely follow his attitude for some purpose.

Even the thing he was most worried about didn't happen. He was afraid that Yan Ping would use soul-stealing on him again.

Yan Ping simply attributed all his thoughts to the abnormality in his soul, and then left a little annoyed.

Wen Ye raised his hand and touched the corner of his lips that were curled up unconsciously. His mind and soul had not felt strange for a long time, and he could really tell the difference.

The blood pool was still bubbling, and the strong smell of blood reappeared. It should have been a depressing and eerie place.

Wen Ye was in a good mood. As long as Yan Ping didn't choose to use Soul Capture on him right away, it meant that Yan Ping was not completely indifferent, but he was still resistant to intimacy.

His eyes moved to the pool of blood, "Thanks for today."

If it weren't for Mei Can, which caused Yan Ping to misunderstand, things wouldn't have developed like this. He also couldn't understand what Yan Ping's attitude towards this was.

Wen Ye closed his eyes and continued to recite the secret method to Mei Can. His voice was gentle and clear, like the wind blowing through the mountain stream, carrying a hint of joy into Mei Can's ears.

Mei Can's consciousness was dazed by the pain, and a hint of doubt appeared in his mind: why did he suddenly become happy?

The cave of Guanshui City is under the swamp.

After Yan Ping left, he did not go far, but found a nearby island, sat there and stared at the sky in the distance.

At this time, the sky was already bright. There were a few white clouds floating in the blue sky, and there was wandering mist on the clear water, and there was a thick fog from time to time.

Just looking at it with the naked eye, it feels damp.

Yan Ping felt dry all over.

He lowered his head and tugged at the cloak on his body. It was prepared by Wen Ye. It could block moisture. He originally gave the one to Mei Can, so Wen Ye found him a new one.

With a hint of annoyance in Yan Ping's eyes, he raised his hand, pulled off his cloak, and threw it far away.

He wanted to draw a clear line between himself and Wen Ye.

He didn't want to face Wen Ye's feelings. To him, feelings were not only unnecessary, but also something uncontrollable.

If he didn't give Wen Ye a hint, he would have to take the initiative to draw a line between him and Wen Ye and let him know that there was no possibility between them.

But if you think about it carefully, everything he eats, uses and wears were all prepared by Wen Ye.

You can't let yourself get naked in public!

Yan Ping raised his hand with a cold face and called back the cloak.

He suddenly realized that most of the things in his storage space were prepared by Wen Ye, and now he couldn't find the few things he had prepared for the time being.

Yan Ping was not in a very good mood. Yu Tianhong was his thug, right? Why couldn't he learn from Wen Ye and take the initiative to give him two sets of clothes as backup!

Without the formation on the cloak to isolate moisture, Yan Ping felt more water vapor. Without spiritual power to isolate it, it was easy for his underwear to get damp.

Yan Ping glanced at the cloak in his hand. There was a small formation on the cloak. He slowly tied the cloak back on himself.

After all, clothes are innocent!

Just as he was buttoning his shirt, a small boat came over like a sharp arrow, cutting through the waves and stopped not far from Yan Ping. On it were the anxious Mei Lan and the tired-looking Fang Quan.

When Mei Lan saw Yan Ping, a hint of surprise flashed across her face.

"Sir, you are still here, have you seen Mei Can?"

Yan Ping was in a bad mood and didn't want to see any extra people. He glanced at them, raised his hand and waved, making the two people in front of him disappear.

He continued to stare blankly in front of him, thinking of a way to make Wen Ye give up those thoughts.

But no matter how he thought about it, it might go against what he originally wanted.

The more Yan Ping thought about it, the more annoyed he became. The spiritual power he absorbed last night was too strong, and he felt inexplicably restless.

With an expressionless face, he raised his hand and swung it forward. The water in front of him formed waves without any wind, forming a huge wave that continued to spread. The water level on the island, which was always flat all year round, suddenly dropped.

Not only the small island in front of him, the water level of the entire Guanshui City had dropped, and it was dropping faster and faster.

Some monks who were sailing on the water noticed something unusual, quickly jumped off the boats, and looked at the water vigilantly.

The Tianyang Sect’s base in Guanshui City was still arranging the monks who had just returned to the city. When they heard the strange shouts coming from the crowd, they all ran out to watch.

"The water level keeps dropping. What's going on?"

"It seems like something has swept the water away."

"Look, what is that?"

"Could it be that person who took away the water?"

Someone pointed in horror at a water curtain outside Guanshui City that was big enough to cover the sky and the sun. The water curtain, which was emitting a glittering luster, seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

Those who reached the Solid Dan realm were suspended in the air, and their hearts were even more shocked than those below.

The water wall was even more shocking than what was seen on the ground. It was hundreds of meters high, stretched for more than ten miles, and was still spreading.

The Huadan realm cultivator stationed in Guanshui City noticed something strange and appeared directly in the air. He looked at the water wall with a serious expression, and just when he was about to make a move.

Suddenly, he noticed a figure appeared in front of the water wall, and an extremely vast spiritual power enveloped the water wall.

Then the wall of water stopped spreading.

The cultivator in the Dan Hua realm was shocked, and before he had time to think about who this person was, his pupils shrank.

Screams were heard from all around.

I saw the mountain-like wall of water suddenly collapse!

A large amount of water poured back into the marsh, bringing a huge impact force that the monks in Guanshui City could not resist.

The cultivator in the Danhua realm directly stretched out his spiritual power to protect the front line of Guanshui City. With his spiritual power, he could only do this much.

The other monks who were slow to react, after realizing what was happening, consciously took their places.

No one knew what happened before, but everyone was very aware of it at that moment.

Everyone was on high alert.

What was more unexpected to them was that the surging tide that they thought would come did not occur, but the wind and waves were a little stronger than usual.

The water level in Guanshui City has risen steadily.

Yan Ping stood on the lake, expressionlessly controlling the water that was wrapped by his spiritual power and slowly releasing it back.

It almost caused a disaster just now.

He now had too much spiritual energy in his body, and he accidentally threw too much of it away just now. It took him a long time to realize what had happened.

If the water wave continues to brew, it is estimated that many people in Guanshui City will die.

Even so, the collapsing water still caused the earth's crust to shake slightly.

……

Several people in the cave were talking when they suddenly felt the top of their heads shaking slightly, as if the cave was about to collapse.

Mei Lan was shocked. He looked into the pool of blood and asked, "Is it going to collapse?"

They were suddenly thrown in by Yan Ping without saying a word. They were a little confused and then they saw Wen Ye was also in there.

The two sides communicated with each other for a while before sorting out the details. Mei Lan was worried about Mei Can and kept watching by the blood pool.

Wen Ye focused on Yan Ping. He looked at Fang Quan and asked, "What was your demeanor like when you came here just now?"

Fang Quan: “…”

He was thrown in right after they met without saying a word, so he must be in a bad mood, but this was just his guess.

Fang Quan chose to answer truthfully, "No expression."

Wen Ye lowered his eyes and said nothing.

At this moment, the sky above them shook and rubble fell, forcing them to use their spiritual power to avoid it.

"What should we do now? Take Cancan away first?"

Wen Ye looked up at the top of the cave. Judging from the stability of the light golden array patterns, this place would not collapse. He shook his head, his voice calm.

"Try not to touch her."

"Let's talk about it when the senior comes back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Ping suddenly appeared, with thick moisture all over his body and his face looked very pale.

Wen Ye was stunned. He quickly walked to Yan Ping's side, stretched out his hand to support him, his eyes full of worry.

"Senior, what's going on outside?"

Yan Ping: “…”

What happened? Are you saying that he almost destroyed Guan Shuicheng because he got angry because he didn't figure out how to deal with Wen Ye?

You're bringing up something that's not relevant. You have no vision!

Yan Ping pursed her lips, pulled her hand away from him, and walked to the side.

Decided to take the first step to make Wen Ye sober and take the initiative to distance himself.

His voice was exceptionally cold and distant.

"I am fine."

Wen Ye was stunned. He looked at his hand, then at Yan Ping's back. His fingers curled up subconsciously and he did not take the initiative to chase after him.

Mei Lan beside him didn't understand the atmosphere, but when he saw Yan Ping appear, a look of joy instantly appeared on the face of this grown man. He surrounded Yan Ping and kept on talking about his gratitude, but Mei Can was mentioned in every sentence.

Fang Quan looked at Mei Lan's current performance, and after hesitating to say something, he chose to let it go. At least Yan Ping seemed to be okay now.

He was afraid that if he said something wrong, he would be sent to heaven.

Wen Ye looked at Yan Ping with a melancholy gaze. Others couldn't see it, but he could tell that Yan Ping was a little annoyed.

In the past, I would have sent out murderous intent and threatened the person to shut up.

But now, in order to avoid him, he had to listen to Mei Lan chattering in his ear.

His fingers, which had been curled up because Yan Ping had deliberately avoided them, now relaxed again, and his brows relaxed.

Wen Ye walked to the blood pool and took the initiative to lead Mei Lan over. He was about to say something when he suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Ping.

"Senior, can you teach them the method?"

No one was around to disturb him. Yan Ping, who had relaxed again, felt lazy. He was not in a good mood because he had used too much spiritual power and spiritual awareness.

It is easy to cause destruction, any spiritual power can create huge waves, but it would be much more troublesome not to cause destruction. He forcibly constrained the water to return along a specific path.

The spiritual power used is more than that used to vent one’s anger.

Facing Wen Ye's question, he returned to his previous state, looking lazy, "It's up to you."

But as soon as he said this, Yan Ping realized that he was too gentle and added coldly.

"But if they leak it out, you will be responsible."

Wen Ye blinked, looked at his pale face, and glanced at the chair he deliberately avoided sitting on.

He felt a little distressed and wanted to laugh, but before he could think of a way to get Yan Ping to sit down.

Mei Lan realized something from what they just said, it seemed that saving Mei Can required a certain mental method, but Yan Ping didn't want to reveal it.

Be content and don’t be greedy.

So he turned around decisively and said, "Master, please feel free to do what you want. We will never eavesdrop or peek."

After he finished speaking, he took Fang Quan to a corner and set up a very simple soundproofing formation.

Yan Ping ignored it, found a place to lean against, closed his eyes and rested, with a cold expression.

Wen Ye: "..."

He silently brought the velvet chair to Yan Ping and said softly, "Senior, have a good rest."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the blood pool, continuing to recite his mental skills, only paying a little attention to the movements of Yan Ping.

Yan Ping opened his eyes and looked at Wen Ye, then looked at the chair, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

He doesn't want to stand if he can sit comfortably.

But Wen Ye's thoughts could not be indulged any longer. He pursed his lips and thought, how about using the soul-stealing method on Wen Ye again?

The previous state was also pretty good. Wen Ye looked no different from before.

Just as he thought of this, Yan Ping suddenly stopped. He realized something and almost laughed out of anger.

After the culprit expressed his thoughts, he seemed no different from before. Why was he the one struggling here?

Yan Ping stared at Wen Ye with cold eyes for a long while, the soul-stealing weapon in his hand was eager to try.

Wen Ye felt his neck was very cold. He turned around to look at Yan Ping, who was still the same as before, leaning against a rock with his eyes closed to rest, completely ignoring the chair he had offered him.

Wen Ye: "..."

How should I put it? After he turned his head, the chill on the back of his neck disappeared.

He really couldn't think of anyone except that person.

Wen Ye silently turned around and continued to recite. The chill appeared again, sometimes light and sometimes heavy. After a long time, it completely disappeared.

Wen Ye looked at Yan Ping again at this time, and inexplicably felt a hint of coldness between Yan Ping's brows. He frowned slightly and wanted to go over and ask.

Mei Can in the blood pool had the same cracks on his body again, before Wen Ye could speak.

Yan Ping came to the blood pool, picked the person up, and the cloak placed next to him came in handy again.

Wen Ye looked at his cold eyebrows, which were completely different from before. He was silent for a long time. He didn't want this to happen, and the relationship between them shouldn't be like this.

"Senior, are you unhappy?"

Yan Ping glanced at him coldly, "What's there to be unhappy about?"

He had already figured it out. Soul-stealing was quite useful in some ways, but that was only possible if Wen Ye didn't notice it.

But now Wen Ye has already realized it. If we use soul-stealing on him now, it will cause more trouble when he wakes up.

Since Wen Ye likes him, then let him like him. It won’t cost him anything anyway, and he can make better use of this relationship.

He had given Wen Ye a chance and advised him that it was useless for him to insist on taking this path, so he should not blame him in the future.

Wen Ye didn't know what Yan Ping was thinking, but he could see the cold look on Yan Ping's face. He sighed in his heart and spoke softly.

"If Senior is bothering me."

"Just use Soul Seizure on me again."