Chapter 135 The one who skipped me?
Ye Qingyu sighed helplessly inwardly. Qing Yi's habits really hadn't changed at all! Thinking back to when they met by chance in the Worm Valley, this kid treated his injuries without even saying hello, and just tore off his own clothes to bandage them.
"Qingfeng, your master wants to give Ruyi to you, what do you think?" Qingyi suddenly asked.
Ye Qingyu was stunned. When had he ever said such a thing?
"..." Qingfeng was also stunned, and for a moment he looked at his master. Then, when he turned his gaze to Ye Qingyu, he felt a pain in his arm and a cold sweat immediately broke out. Qingyi had already acted extremely quickly, using the sharp Biyue sword to cut through the flesh around the crossbow, and then pulled the crossbow out with his bare hands.
Although Qing Yi had been extremely careful, a small amount of flesh and blood still escaped. Qing Feng endured the pain, only letting out a grunt at the moment he pulled the crossbow, then clenched his teeth and remained silent. Only the cold sweat dripping from his forehead and the bulging veins revealed the depth of his agony.
"Xiaoye, hurry!" Qingyi wiped the bloodstains with the cloth he had just torn off. Ye Qingyu dipped her hand in Lingxiao ointment and applied it to Qingfeng's wound. Seeing that the ointment was applied, Qingyi picked up the cloth and quickly bandaged Qingfeng's arm.
Although the time was short, it felt like a very long time to all three of them.
Qingfeng felt the pain reach deep into his heart. After a long while, he slowly said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Thank you, Master Qingyi."
"Hey, I'm talking to you..." Qing Yi shook his head helplessly. The man was in so much pain, yet he was still going through all this red tape.
"Nothing." Ye Qingyu was not as casual as Qingyi. He accepted it calmly. If it wasn't Qingfeng, how could he, as the master, personally apply Lingxiao ointment which had some meaning to his subordinates.
Qing Yi looked at the small porcelain bottle next to him and thought, "Are there any more?" He reached out to take a look, but Ye Qingyu glared at him, so he had to put his hand down silently.
"When did I say that Ruyi would be given to Qingfeng?" Ye Qingyu stopped the shameless man with his eyes and continued the previous topic.
"Ah? I guessed, is that what you meant? Look how well they match each other, how does the saying go? A talented man and a beautiful woman, a beauty matches a hero..." Qing Yi started to joke.
“…” The master and servant looked at each other and knew that the boy was talking nonsense.
"What do you two mean? Xiaoye, are you reluctant to let Ruyi go? I'm telling you, I don't care about others, but you have to find Qingfeng a beautiful wife no matter what!"
"Qingfeng, are you willing?" Ye Qingyu looked at Qingfeng after hearing that.
"Master, I don't consider marriage. I just want to follow you for the rest of my life." Qingfeng said in a low and serious voice.
"Hey, Qingfeng, I'm still here. Are you planning to skip my job?" Qingyi's tone was very dissatisfied.
"..." Qingfeng was speechless. His skin, which was not very white to begin with, had been flushed for half a day. Although he was a quiet person, Qingfeng was also very smart. He knew that these two people were teasing him to distract him from the pain.
"Who is yours?" Ye Qingyu questioned Qing Yi with cold eyes.
"Hey, hey, it's okay that I'm yours! What a jerk this guy is!" Qing Yi readily gave in. It was understandable that the young prince was thin-skinned.
"..." Ye Qingyu and Qingfeng both knew Qingyi's character very well. Both of them could not withstand his shamelessness, so they had to change the subject.
"Master, those dead people up there..." Qingfeng said with a serious face.
"Who is behind this? Is it the same person as before?" Qing Yi turned his gaze to Ye Qingyu. This ambush was obviously carefully planned and was not an ordinary method.
Ye Qingyu didn't say anything, but just frowned. The dim light outlined his cold and handsome features.
"They killed so many people just to lure us into a trap. Isn't that too cruel?" Qing Yi wrinkled his nose. The foul smell in the air made his stomach churn.
"Do you... feel that those people..." Ye Qingyu hesitated to speak, as if looking for the right words to describe the doubts in his heart.
"Those dead people? They seem weird to me." Qing Yi took over the conversation with a look of disgust on his face.
"It looks like the Seven Star Formation." Ye Qingyu analyzed.
"What is the Seven Star Formation?" Qing Yi knew nothing about formations.
"The formation is based on 749 corpses, and this trap is the 50th corpse." Ye Qingyu explained patiently, his voice echoing in the dim trap, sounding even colder.
"No wonder it smells so bad here, there's a dead body!" Qing Yi suddenly realized. As he spoke, he looked around vigilantly, fearing that a dead body would suddenly appear.
"Everyone who falls into the trap will become the fiftieth corpse." Ye Qingyu said in a low voice. His voice was originally cold, and speaking such words in the dim trap made Qing Yi, who was already afraid of ghosts, feel horrified and could not help but move closer to Ye Qingyu.
"Hmm?" Ye Qingyu noticed Qing Yi approaching and complained in his heart: Can't this guy pay attention to the occasion? Qingfeng is watching us. How can he be so sticky?
He quietly moved aside, trying to keep a proper distance from Qing Yi. However, Qing Yi came closer again.
"Qing Yi!" Ye Qingyu finally couldn't help but remind him.
"Xiao Ye, now that you know what kind of formation this is, do you have a way to get out?" Qing Yi pretended not to hear Ye Qingyu's reminder.
"Is he scared?" Ye Qingyu understood. While their night vision allowed them to see clearly, the darkness and dampness beneath the trap inevitably made them feel apprehensive. Qing Yi, while timid, had just pulled the crossbow from Qing Feng with a decisive strike. But now, brave as he was, he was clutching her hand tightly, refusing to let go.
Ye Qingyu sighed helplessly. Seeing Qingyi like this, what else could she do? She couldn't just break free from his hand at this moment, could she? Qingfeng knew their relationship well anyway, so forget it!
In reality, it was only the Northwest Prince who felt a little embarrassed. Qingfeng was already accustomed to their intimate behavior and pretended not to see it, sitting quietly on the stone slab beside him.
"The center of the formation must be nearby. Let's look for it." Ye Qingyu said after thinking for a moment.
Seeing Qingfeng about to stand up, Qingyi quickly stopped him and said, "Qingfeng, please don't move. Be careful not to open the wound. Then you won't have anything to stop the bleeding."
"Thank you for your concern, Young Master Qingyi. I'm fine." Qingfeng shook his head. How could he be willing to become a burden to his master? He already blamed himself for causing his master to worry because of his injury.
"Qingfeng, get up!" Ye Qingyu suddenly spoke.
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