"Sister Xin, are you an immortal?"
On the way back, Yuan Tianwei finally asked what was on her mind.
Just now, Sister Xin held her and flew down from the sky. She couldn’t be the female hero in the picture book!
In this situation, she could only think of the legendary immortal, who was so powerful only if he was an immortal.
After Yuan Tianwei asked the question, Zhao Yuru and others nearby pricked up their ears at the same time.
They just wanted to ask this question, but they didn't know how to start.
Weiwei, you are really the worm in our stomach!
Ye Xin turned around and looked at her calmly, "What do you think?"
"I think, Sister Xin, you must be an immortal."
Yuan Tianwei handed Zhao Yuru over to Yuan Heyu, took two steps forward and stood in front of her, looking at her with admiration. "To turn all those people into ashes, besides an immortal, who else can do that?"
Ye Xin chuckled and took out a blanket to cover her, "Yes, I am."
"hiss!"
Zhao Yuru and the others suddenly opened their eyes wide and stared blankly at the blanket on Yuan Tianwei's body.
Immortal art, this is immortal art.
Yuan Tianwei was extremely shocked. After a long while, she gathered her blanket and followed Ye Xin in small steps. "Sister Xin, are all immortals as beautiful as you?"
"Sister Xin, do all immortals know how to fly?"
"Sister Xin, don't immortals say they don't care about worldly things?"
"Little girl, you talk too much!"
"Sister Xin, just tell me! I promise not to tell anyone else..."
She was not as frightened as the others behind her and was silent for a long time. Instead, she quickly calmed down and walked away with Ye Xin.
The dumbfounded people behind waited until the two men walked a long way away before the souls that were frightened out of their bodies floated back into their bodies.
They looked at each other, and followed in a daze as if they were stepping on cotton.
They are really immortals. There is really smoke coming out of their house.
...........
The group of six returned to the city safely. Their return did not cause much commotion, and even though they were covered in wounds, no one cared about them.
They even ran into a few people who had witnessed the farce at the door before.
When these people saw them, they seemed to have lost their memory and did not mention anything about what happened before. They even said a few words to them kindly and with concern.
Several people looked at each other and then turned their eyes to Ye Xin who was in the front.
Ye Xin noticed these burning gazes, paused, and continued walking forward.
A smile lit up their faces, and they were able to completely put their worries aside.
Zhao Yuru originally wanted to move away from here as soon as she came back, so as to prevent those people from knowing that Weiwei was still alive and pointing fingers at her again.
It now seemed that they no longer remembered what they had seen or heard, which made Zhao Yuru completely relieved.
As long as there is no gossip outside, Weiwei doesn't have to keep immersing herself in the past.
What happened in the past is over. She and her husband only need to protect Weiwei in the future. Even if Weiwei doesn't want to get married in her life, they will always respect their daughter's decision.
As soon as they returned home, Yuan Tianwei was the first to find the medicine box and bandage them.
Her father's arm was injured, so she had to be responsible for bandaging it.
Yuan Tianwei tensed her face and gently wiped the wounds on Zhao Yuru's face and hands with trembling hands.
Zhao Yuru held Yuan Tianwei's trembling hand and gave her an encouraging look, "Weiwei, it doesn't hurt, don't be nervous."
Ye Xin also washed her hands at this time, took out linen from the medicine box and bandaged Yan Qingyun's forehead.
Yan Qingyun and Yuan Heyu were the most seriously injured among them, one had an old injury on his forehead and the other had a broken arm.
Every time the wound on Yan Qingyun's head was about to heal, something unexpected would happen and cause it to open again.
She herself smiled bitterly, saying that the wound was about to take root in her head.
Ye Xin first wet the linen cloth and removed the blood clot on Yan Qingyun's forehead, then took out a small bottle and sprinkled some light yellow powder on it.
This action would inevitably pull Yan Qingyun's wound again, but she didn't say a word and bit her lips hard to prevent herself from screaming.
Ye Xin's powder was very effective. Yan Qingyun felt an itchy sensation on his head right after he sprinkled it on it. After a while, the wound began to scab over and then large flakes of it fell off.
After the scabs stopped falling from his head, Yan Qingyun touched it.
His forehead felt smooth, and the wound that had been bleeding before had now completely grown new flesh.
After Ye Xin dealt with Yan Qingyun, she went to deal with Li Shuyao.
Li Shuyao wasn't seriously injured, just a few slap marks on her face and a few bruises on her body.
Ye Xin gave her a low-end rejuvenation pill. This pill did not contain spiritual power, but it was very effective for some soft tissue contusions.
Ye Xin finally started to treat Yuan Heyu's wounds. He was seriously injured, with his left arm dislocated at the shoulder, and there were various small abrasions on the back of his hand and face.
Yuan Heyu looked at Ye Xin walking towards him and couldn't help but smile awkwardly. Although he was a doctor, he was not good at treating bones.
Ye Xin briefly assessed Yuan Heyu's condition and then placed his hand on his dislocated shoulder. "Uncle, I'm sorry."
Before Yuan Heyu could react to what she said, he suddenly heard a "click" sound.
His dislocated bone was directly reconnected, and the pain in his shoulder was instantly relieved by more than half.
Yuan Heyu looked at Ye Xin with admiration, "Miss Ye, I didn't expect you could actually straighten bones."
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