signingbooks Chapter 112 Martial Arts Revenge 1
Chapter 112 Martial Arts Revenge 1
I can't tell what I feel in my heart, but Ye Qinghan always has a feeling that at this moment, he must not let go.
Tan Yi's brows were deeply furrowed, with countless panic and bewilderment on his face, as if in a dream, he was also having some nightmare that he didn't know about.
After catching "Mother", he calmed down a little.Ye Qinghan saw that Tanyi was getting better, so he wanted to quietly take his hand out of his hand, but every time he moved a little, that dazed panic appeared on Tanyi's face again. What action.
Alas, mother is mother.Ye Qinghan thought, looking at Tan Yi's face that gradually fell asleep, he felt a kind of satisfaction in his heart, and he didn't move his eyes for a moment, even ignoring the numbness of his feet.
Tan Yi lay on his side, holding Ye Qinghan's hand, and put it on his cheek as if cherishing it.Ye Qinghan's warm palm slowly covered his face.As if feeling this warmth, Tan Yi slightly bent the corners of his lips in his sleep.
In an instant, like the dark clouds in the dark night dissipated, the moonlight pierced through the clouds, Ye Qinghan's chest seemed to ignite a cluster of small flames, the warm and scorching temperature instantly dispelled all the depression in his heart .He couldn't help stroking the corner of Tan Yi's lips lightly, and he also smiled faintly.
He slowly got up from the ground and sat down beside Tanyi's bed.As the night darkened, Ye Qinghan also fell asleep leaning against the bed without knowing it.
He had a dream.
In the dream, he saw his young self holding a golden soft whip, waving vigorously on the mountain path of Qianzhang Mountain.
He remembered that this was a gift from his father for his 12th birthday, and he liked it very much.But later, he seemed to think that the power of the whip was not overbearing enough, so he threw it into the corner after a while and never used it again.
From the corner of the mountain came a small child, wearing a slightly yellowish white clothes, carrying a small package on his shoulder, walking slowly with his head bowed.As he walked, he was panting, obviously walking with great difficulty.
Qianzhang Mountain is high and the road is steep, it is not easy for ordinary people to walk up here, not to mention there are disciples guarding the foot of the mountain, how did such a small person come up?
The young Ye Qinghan stopped, stood in the middle of the road, and squinted at this little guy whose origin was unknown.
It was indeed not easy for Tan Yi to come here.He came from southern Xinjiang alone, trekking through mountains and rivers, and suffered a lot on the way.
After finally getting to the bottom of Qianzhang Mountain, he gave almost all of his belongings to the disciples guarding the gate, and several people took turns kneading his face before he was finally allowed to pass.
Qianzhang Mountain was difficult to climb, and he walked very hard. When he got halfway up the mountain, he almost relied on his will to move forward, so he didn't even notice that someone was blocked in the middle of the road, and he bumped into it unexpectedly.
Naturally, Ye Qinghan would not be knocked down. Although he is young, his martial arts are already very good. In addition, as the only son of the two elders of the Holy Fire Cult, he can almost walk sideways in the sect. No one has ever dared to provoke him.
Just such a skinny little guy, how dare he ignore him so much under his nose?Ye Qinghan raised his eyebrows, stroked his soft whip lightly, and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
After walking all the way, Tan Yi was already dizzy from exhaustion, and bumped into someone in a daze, and immediately fell to the ground with stars in his eyes. He couldn't recover for a long time. Although he heard the question, he couldn't answer it quickly.
Ye Qinghan snorted softly, and suddenly swung the whip.He is usually extremely ruthless in his shots, although he has withdrawn a little bit of strength at this time, it is still not something an eight-year-old child can bear.
In an instant, a shocking bloodstain appeared on Tan Yi's chest, but Ye Qinghan looked at the whip in his hand, and seemed quite satisfied.But seeing Tan Yi curled up into a ball and twitching continuously, he snorted softly, "It's really useless."
The severe pain in his chest made Tan Yi almost pass out.But the more painful his body is, the clearer his mind is, he clearly remembers his purpose, he will never give up halfway here!
Ye Qinghan asked again, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Tan Yi struggled to raise his head, looking down at his young master, who held a golden whip in his hand, was dressed in black and purple deep clothes, and had a small golden crown on his head. It is arrogance and contempt.
Tan Yi tried not to tremble so much, and replied loudly, "My name is Tan Yi. I have admired the Holy Fire Cult for a long time, so I came here to join."
His eyes were bloodshot, and his chest was bloody and tangled together, but his expression was extremely determined, as if he had abandoned everything, and he had no way out, nor did he leave any way out for himself.
His name is Tan Yi... Ye Qinghan suddenly woke up from his dream, is that Tan Yi?He stared blankly at his hand, did he hit him like that when he was a child?
Such a young Tan Yi was beaten by him on the first day he went up the mountain.
Although the power of the soft golden whip is not so domineering, the scars left by the whipping will not fade over time. Ye Qinghan immediately went to see Tanyi's chest.
At this moment, Tan Yi had let go of his hand and fell into a deep sleep.Ye Qinghan carefully opened his neckline, and sure enough, he saw a pale pink old wound lying on Tan Yi's snow-white chest, which looked ferocious and out of place.
Ye Qinghan felt like he was being whipped like this, layers of pain pierced through his heart and lungs.He was stunned for a while before he thought of gathering Tanyi's clothes, but he saw some strange red marks on Tanyi's chest near the scars, which were not like poisoning or ordinary scars.
Ye Qinghan thought about it for a while, and felt that he might have been bitten by a mosquito, so he stopped thinking about it, arranged Tan Yi's clothes, and seeing that the sky was getting brighter, he didn't stay any longer, and went out...
On the second day, Tan Yi started to have a fever intermittently, and he was delirious.Ye Qinghan felt that Tan Yi's illness had something to do with Murong Fei.He had no task at the moment, so he simply moved Tan Yi to a small yard in the town to take care of him every day.
The two seem to have switched identities.Some time ago, it was Tan Yi who took care of Ye Qinghan, but now, it was Ye Qinghan who took care of Tan Yi every day.
Ye Qinghan has never taken care of anyone before, so it is inevitable that he will be unfamiliar in many places, but it is rare for him to patiently learn to do it one by one, decocting medicine, feeding medicine, coaxing clothes to sleep... Slowly, he becomes more and more proficient in doing it.
Tan Yi can't sleep well in the middle of the night, and occasionally calls his parents in a daze.Ye Qinghan had no choice but to be a father and a mother at the same time, and often had to coax people to sleep so that he could close his eyes and take a nap.
There are also many troubles when feeding the medicine. Although Ye Qinghan thinks the medicine is bitter, he still knows how to drink it.But Tan Yi, who was delirious, was different. Even if Ye Qinghan bought him candied fruit, he refused to drink it, and he refused to swallow it. He was very stubborn.
Ye Qinghan had no choice but to take a sip of the medicine by himself, then pinched the back of Tan Yi's head and forced the medicine into it.
After feeding, Ye Qinghan sat alone on the tree and meditated for a long time, a straight man's heart was like green leaves swaying in the wind, swaying to and fro, he felt that a certain persistence in his heart seemed to be in jeopardy.Before he could think of something specific, the sun was about to set.So Ye Qinghan had no choice but to bring in new medicine and continue feeding.
In this way, a few more days passed, and the day-to-day intimacy subtly affected him a lot.Ye Qinghan didn't think deeply about it, but when he saw Tan Yi every day, he would feel joy for no reason, as if the frost melted, and the sleeping seeds in the ground were gradually revived under some secret temptation.
Ye Qinghan hoped that Tan Yi would recover as soon as possible, but in the dead of night, looking at Tan Yi's peaceful sleeping face and seeing him stubbornly holding his hand, he was a little afraid that he would recover too soon.
One morning, Ye Qinghan came in with medicine and blew it while walking.You can be very picky when it comes to clothing and medicine. If the temperature is not good, the process of feeding medicine will be a hundred times more difficult.
Ye Qinghan thought he was funny while blowing, but found that the person who was supposed to be lying on the bed was already standing neatly in front of the window. Although his face was pale, he was not at all confused.
Tan Yi turned around, the dependence on him in his illness was no longer in his eyes, only an indifference and blunt alienation remained in his eyes.
Ye Qinghan's hand trembled slightly, and the medicinal juice accidentally splashed on his hand, which made him a little painful.
Tan Yidao, "Thank you, Protector You, for taking good care of me recently."
thank youYe Qinghan's heart suddenly turned cold, and the smile on his face faded a lot, but Tan Yi didn't notice it, and just said, "There is news about Bingxincao, it's in Jasper Villa."
"Really?" Ye Qinghan said indifferently, looking at the medicine in his bowl.
Tan Yi walked past him, "If the Right Protector is okay, then I'll leave first."
fine?I have boiled the medicine for three hours, but you haven't taken it yet.Ye Qinghan thought silently, suddenly a feeling of unreasonable anger arose in his heart, he made a sudden move and grabbed Tan Yi's arm.
Tan Yi frowned, "The right protector?"
Ye Qinghan looked at him deeply, Tan Yi still had a puzzled expression, as if he didn't know what he was going to do.
Ye Qinghan pursed his lips and said, "I'll go with you."
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Jasper Villa.
Shen Liu sat on the window sill, playing with a fan in his hand.
"The one among you is Baichong Chuanxin San, which is only available from the Demon Sect's Left Guardian."
"The Devil's Sect Left Guardian? He is..."
"His name is Tan Yi."
Shen Liu suddenly tightened his palms, feeling that the poison didn't seem to be cured at all, but penetrated into his bones and eroded his flesh and blood, otherwise, why would he feel such unbearable pain?
At this time, a young servant came running in, "The Demon Cult monsters are at the door! Young Xia Shen, master please go and help."
Demon religion?Shen Liu stood up suddenly.
When he came to the front yard of Biyu Villa, he saw the figure that he had missed for a long time.
But beside him, there was another man in purple and gold.
The man in purple and gold crown stood shoulder to shoulder with Tan Yi.
Tan Yi lightly raised a folding fan in his hand, still dressed in spotless white clothes.He looked at the children of Biyu Villa who were staggering around, with a look of ridicule in his eyes, and slowly spit out a few words, "Wulin is righteous, a bunch of idiots."