Ye Lan shook his head and stood up, feeling a little funny.
Sure enough, men will never admit defeat no matter their age or status.
Although Xiao Yunting seemed to be in a state of ease, he had actually lost one of his gloves, his suit buttons were unkempt, and his hairstyle was no longer in place. It was obvious that he was at the end of his strength.
Seeing that the hellhound's patience had been exhausted and its anger had increased, Ye Lan flew to the bow of the ship with his sword.
"Thank you for your hard work. It's time to change shifts." She patted Xiao Yunting's shoulder, but she had already jumped out of the bow and started fighting with the vicious dog again.
Xiao Yunting looked at her deeply, and knowing that adding assistance at this moment would not be very meaningful, he sat cross-legged aside and began to recover his internal strength.
Although after entering the semi-gold body, the cultivator's internal energy can be replenished by itself from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the large amount of consumption during battle will still not keep up.
Just as he was about to meditate, a bottle of pills was handed to him. He looked up and found that it was Wu Heng.
"It's not that I want to give it to you, it's that I don't want you to hold me back."
Wu Heng had a dark face and looked reluctant.
Xiao Yunting actually didn't like him either. They had met several times since he woke up on Feitian Ferry.
The first time was when he learned that he had lost his memory. The boy broke into his room and stared at him with burning eyes, "Have you really forgotten her?"
The boy was visibly happy to get a positive answer.
The second time was when he was about to leave, and the people from the Yaoshi Sect and Xuanzong tried to stop him, and it was also the young man who came to find him.
"You should also know why they won't let you go. If you don't explain clearly, they will always pester you."
Xiao Yunting knew that this person had ulterior motives and even had some agenda, but he still said some heartless words in order to return to the imperial capital, and was able to escape from the angry gaze of the Xuanzong elders.
The last time, it was the young man who came to see him off.
Standing on the cloud platform of Feitian Ferry, in front of the ten-thousand-foot waterfall, Wu Heng waved goodbye to him: "I really hope I never see you again."
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