Finally, there was no one in the room, and the so-called live broadcast system was turned off. Feng Yi suddenly cried out in pain: "It hurts, it hurts!" While shouting, he wanted to touch the wound on his back with his hand.

But Ye Ming grabbed his hand and said, "Don't touch it. Long Wan'er's sword energy has a corrosive effect. Come back to my yard and I will help you remove it."

Feng Yi swallowed a pill, took out a black cloak from the ring, tied it around his shoulders, and said with a stern face: "Let's go, let's go, hurry up."

Seeing Feng Yi enduring the pain, Ye Ming smiled and said, "Do you want me to carry you?"

Feng Yi glanced at Ye Ming and said through gritted teeth: "No need, lead the way quickly."

Ye Ming and Feng Yi walked out of the room. There were many people in the hall secretly glancing at them. Feng Yi was in so much pain that he didn't care about them. Ye Ming didn't care at all.

The two arrived at Ye Ming's yard. This was Feng Yi's first time to visit Ye Ming.

Ye Ming's small courtyard was very clean and tidy, but there were fewer things, and it looked like no one lived there. Ye Ming opened the door and let Feng Yi in.

"Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed."

"Ah? Oh!"

Feng Yi took off his clothes, revealing the wound on his back. On his overly fair skin, there was a hideous wound that went from the shoulder to the waist. The flesh was torn and blood was still oozing out.

Feng Yi took a few more breaths and said, "What kind of ghost sword energy is this? Why does it hurt so much!"

Ye Ming placed his hand on his back, touching the cold skin, and then slowly circulated his spiritual energy, assimilating Long Wan'er's sword energy and forcing it out of Feng Yi's body.

Feng Yi's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his entire back was tense. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, but it was too painful.

After about ten minutes, the sword energy was finally cleared, and the wound suddenly felt less painful. Feng Yi took a few breaths and said, "Why don't I go back to find Master? I believed your lies. This hurts too much!"

Ye Ming didn't say anything. He took out a box of ointment, dipped a little on his finger, and pressed it on Feng Yi's wound.

"Ah!!!!" Feng Yi's earth-shaking shout suddenly came from Ye Ming's small courtyard.

"Ye Ming, what are you doing? What the hell!!!"

"Elder Ye Xiao doesn't have time to care about your minor injury. Even if I had time, I would use my sword energy to assimilate it and then remove it faster. You are still not satisfied."

Ye Ming continued to apply the medicine.

"Ahhh, I was wrong, I was wrong, please be gentler!!!" Feng Yi's cries of pain never stopped.

After a while of struggling, the medicine was finally applied. Feng Yi remained lying down, not wanting to move at all. He did not put on his clothes, his black hair was a little messy, and his fair back was exposed. The wound had begun to heal, and the red line winding on his back gave Feng Yi a touch of enchanting beauty.

Ye Ming looked at Feng Yi, who was now full of life, with a hint of heat in his eyes, but he quickly controlled his emotions and said with a smile: "Actually, you have a good talent for fighting and a strong will. In the end, you chose to refine the pill. Is it because you are afraid of pain?"

Feng Yi didn't even raise his eyelids, and grumbled, "Isn't there any technique that can heal a minor injury?"

The fantasy novels we usually read do mention that serious injuries or forced breakthroughs are very painful, but even a minor injury like this can be extremely painful!

"It's an injury that will heal in a couple of days, so why bother? You should first practice your Black Tortoise Armor to perfection. If you reach the third level, Long Wan'er won't be able to hurt you so easily." Ye Ming said unhappily.

"oh."

"Just lie down. I'll go to Zuiyunlou and get you some food."

"I want the crystal elbow!" Feng Yi's eyes finally opened, and she turned her head and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Ye Ming sighed, but smiled and said, "I understand."

After saying that, he turned and walked out, and Feng Yi narrowed his eyes again.

I don’t know how long it took, but Feng Yi seemed to have returned to the modern era between a dream and awakening. It seemed that he was not dead?

I returned to the company. I used to always smile at everyone, so why was I so arrogant in my dream?

I made my boss and my colleagues who always order me around so mad, hahahaha, it feels so good!

Just then, there was a sound in the yard. Was it Ye Ming who had returned? Feng Yi couldn't open his eyes. He was trapped in that world.

"Ye Ming, are you there? I'm back, hahaha!" The person who came was Hua Xin, who was ranked second on the combat power list. He had just returned from training outside. He was also the only fellow apprentice who could be considered a true friend of Ye Ming in the sect.

"Why is the door not closed? I'm coming in." Hua Xin walked in carelessly and immediately noticed the breathing sounds in the room that were obviously not from Ye Ming.

Damn! This guy actually has a mistress hidden in his golden house! Let me see what kind of person Ye Ming likes!

Hua Xin rushed forward and opened the door in one go, then saw a shirtless, handsome man lying on his side on Ye Ming's bed.

What was this scene? What was going on with that strong feeling of hindsight? Hua Xin looked again and wondered if this face looked familiar.

Damn it! Isn't this Feng Yi?! What's going on? How did these two get involved?

Could it be that Ye Ming was annoyed by Feng Yi and raped him... I didn't see that! Is Ye Ming such a pervert?

Just when Hua Xin was lost in thoughts, Ye Ming finally came back.

"Hua Xin? You're back?"

Hua Xin slammed the door shut, turned around abruptly, nervously pulled Ye Ming aside, and whispered, "What's wrong with you? How did you mess with Feng Yi? Are you crazy?"

Ye Ming glanced at the tightly closed door and knew that he had misunderstood. He pushed him open and said, "Don't misunderstand. I'll explain it to you later. Feng Yi, come out for dinner."

"Feng Yi, Feng..." Ye Ming sensed something was wrong and rushed in instantly. At this time, Feng Yi was frowning, his eyelids trembling slightly, and his condition was obviously not right.

Ye Ming picked up Feng Yi and transferred his spiritual energy into his body. He found that the spiritual energy in Feng Yi's body was very stable. He called out a few more times: "Feng Yi, Feng Yi..."

But Feng Yi still didn't wake up. Ye Ming panicked instantly. Hua Xin was watching from the side and said, "What on earth did you do to him..."

"Shut up!" Ye Ming roared, tied the cloak around Feng Yi, and wanted to carry him to find Elder Ye Xiao.

At this time, Feng Yi, who was walking further and further away in the chaos, suddenly heard someone calling him. Was it Ye Ming?

Feng Yi struggled desperately and finally regained consciousness. He slowly opened his eyes and called out in a hoarse voice: "Ye Ming."

Then she stretched out her arms, hugged Ye Ming, and buried her face in his shoulders.

Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, then he hugged him and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Feng Yi finally came to his senses, pushed Ye Ming away, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Damn, I thought I would never come back!"

Hua Xin, standing by, was completely bewildered. What was the relationship between these two people now? He had only been away for a short time, but it felt like the world of the younger generation of Luming Sect had changed!