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

Chapter 163 Hair Obsession

Return to the yard.

It was quiet inside, not a single person in sight.

When Yan Ping returned to the yard, he began to relax, and the endless sleepiness began to overwhelm his energy.

He returned to the room, without even taking off his clothes, and simply lay down and fell asleep in an instant.

Wen Ye just put something down, and when he turned around, he saw Yan Ping leaning against the bed.

His braids were slightly loose, with some strands of hair falling on his pale cheeks.

The previously deep eyes were now tightly covered by the eyelids, with only the long eyelashes like crow feathers casting a shadow on the pale eye sockets.

Wen Ye approached slowly and walked silently to Yan Ping's side.

He wanted to straighten Yan Ping, but when his hand touched Yan Ping, he saw Yan Ping's eyelashes tremble slightly, a sign that he was about to wake up.

Wen Ye did not move for a moment, then he saw Yan Ping's slightly tense body relax and he fell asleep again.

Wen Ye stared at Yan Ping in silence for a long while, recalling Yan Ping's behavior of cutting off the blood chain, he knew that Yan Ping was indulging him again.

He simply started to take off Yan Ping's clothes and shoes.

The movements were gentle, one after another, and Yan Ping did not wake up, he was sleeping very soundly.

After all, Yan Ping had been next to the lava flow for a long time, and his clothes were dirty, but it was not visible.

Everyone's attention is easily drawn to his face.

So at this time, Wen Ye took off Yan Ping's boots and coat, and his palms were covered with a lot of dust.

Wen Ye did not use his spiritual power, but went outside to fetch a basin of water and washed Yan Ping's fingers.

By the way, I took a look at the thing on his wrist.

There is a bracelet on the left hand and a bracelet and a string of beads on the right hand, which are attached to the wrists, creating distinct wrist joints.

Wen Ye's mind was slightly moved.

Several spirit chains buckled at different places on Yan Ping's body were revealed, and the bright white light shone on Yan Ping's wrist, adding a touch of lust for no reason.

The spirit chains are thicker than before. As time goes by, these spirit chains will become thicker and thicker until they can lock Yan Ping tightly.

Yan Ping lay quietly on the bed, unaware of anything, like a sleeping exquisite doll.

Wen Ye only took one look and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

He raised his hand to his chest, feeling the blood rushing through his heart.

Wen Ye wasn't sure if this was a reaction from his soul, but at this moment he wanted to get closer to Yan Ping.

But Yan Ping was very cold and very tired.

Wen Ye closed his eyes and collected his thoughts.

When he opened his eyes again, the spirit chain had disappeared without a trace.

He pulled the quilt next to him over to cover Yan Ping, and his eyes fell on Yan Ping's hair.

He recalled the long hair in the snow-white hand in the summer, and a feeling of throbbing suddenly rose in his soul.

Hair is actually a private thing. Couples who are getting married or as a token of love will use a lock of long hair as a gift.

If a young master who he has never met can have it, then can he also have it?

Wen Ye looked at Yan Ping's long hair, his fingers moved slightly, and finally he pressed it down forcefully.

For this kind of thing, let’s wait until Yan Ping wakes up.

He turned and left.

Yan Ping was sleeping very relaxedly at this moment.

Light sleep is also a kind of intoxicating rest.

He could barely sense the outside world touching his body, but he could sense a familiar breath and just left it alone.

The clothes that were tightly wrapped around his body were removed, making him feel more relaxed. His sticky and cold cheeks and fingertips were washed and became dry.

Then a warm feeling wrapped around my body, making it more relaxed.

Yan Ping slept very deeply. When he felt he had almost finished sleeping and his consciousness gradually became clear.

It was already late at night outside.

Yan Ping had a feeling that he didn't know what day it was, according to his lazy mental state.

It’s definitely not the case that he just slept for a whole day.

Yan Ping tilted his head and saw Wen Ye sitting under the bed, practicing with his eyes closed.

At the current stage, he is in the late stage of foundation building and is close to great perfection.

Yan Ping raised his eyebrows slightly. If he remembered correctly, Wen Ye was only in the late stage of foundation building before he fell asleep.

Think carefully again about the perception in light sleep.

Yan Ping blinked and it seemed like a month had passed.

The impact of blood deficiency is quite large. Even after sleeping for so long, I still feel weak and tired from the inside out.

But I can't sleep.

Yan Ping slowly propped himself up. After sleeping for a month, his body felt especially soft.

Even his lungs were not used to the sudden heavier breathing. As soon as he straightened up, Yan Ping could not help but coughing softly, and he felt a sense of lack of strength while coughing.

When Wen Ye heard the voice, he immediately woke up from his breathing and turned to look over.

There were occasional chirping of insects outside, and the bright moonlight came in from the window, falling into Wen Ye's eyes, making his eyes look as bright as stars.

Yan Ping saw the joy and light in his eyes, which was completely different from his usual cold look. He was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Are you so happy to see me awake?"

Wen Ye nodded silently.

He stood up and helped Yan Ping lean against the head of the bed, then went to the side and poured him a glass of warm water.

"Senior has been sleeping for a month. Senior Rufeng and the others came to see you, but they all said that you just need to have a good rest."

Yan Ping held the cup in his hand and had a vague impression when he heard this.

They did come to see it, but not too close.

He tilted his head, and his hair was still in the same pigtail that he had tied for a long time.

He moved the water cup to his right hand, and put the braid in front of him with his left hand. The spiritual power contained in the palm of his hand wiped from his scalp to his lower body, and the braid spread out and turned into long hair, falling on his shoulders.

Under the moonlight, the jet-black hair reflects a faint luster like silk.

Wen Ye's gaze fell on it uncontrollably, and he forcibly suppressed the thoughts in his soul.

Yan Ping leaned back and sighed comfortably.

"How's your training going lately?"

A ball of spiritual power gathered in Wen Ye's palm, changing unpredictably.

"The control of spiritual power is fine. After comparing the formation patterns in the soul with those in the formation book, I am already much more familiar with them."

"I'm almost done reading the formation book that Master Fu gave me."

"Now that I have mastered all the array formations in the Void Dan Realm, I can start trying to control the array formations in the Real Dan Realm."

Control the formation across two major realms.

Yan Ping raised his eyebrows again. Wen Ye in the original novel didn’t seem as strong as he is now. At least in the original novel, he seemed to have to wait until he returned to Tianyang Sect to participate in the sect competition before he mastered all the formations of the Xudan realm.

It might be because of his soul. After all, this time Wen Ye was not only impacted by the aura of the earth veins, but also had his spiritual consciousness repairing him.

It's definitely better than the original.

However, his actual combat ability would probably not be as good as the original one. After all, he had only fought a few times with his protection.

The trouble in the original book is the Belt and Road Initiative.

Everyone wants to deal with him.

Yan Ping was happy when he thought about this. Since everyone else was here, it was only right for Wen Ye to fight less.

Yan Ping looked at Wen Ye with approval, "Not bad, keep up the good work."

Wen Ye's lips curled up.

"Good advice, senior."

Yan Ping was happy again, "Don't brag to each other, that's your own hard work, it has nothing to do with me."

Wen Ye looked at the hair that fell on Yan Ping's shoulder, "How is the injury, senior?"

Yan Ping followed his gaze to his hair and answered casually, "It's a little better than before, what's wrong?"

Wen Ye pointed at Yan Ping's hair and said, "I want it too."

Yan Ping: “……?”