Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 1072

"Yun Mi, you step back...slower..."

Before Ye Lin finished speaking, the wooden floor of the activity room suddenly cracked a sword mark, and the cut was smooth.

Mingming Fengying didn't touch the floor at all when she danced her sword. He could see very clearly that it was just a petal that fell lightly on the ground.

Although Yun Mi doesn't understand her master's status, she knows Ye Lin's strength, and the sisters are amazed by a single sword manual. It's probably not a trivial matter for him to be serious now.

Carefully supporting the floor with his arms, and moved back a few times, Yun Mi suddenly felt as if something had changed quietly.

She looks like she is still in the activity room of the manor, but she doesn't seem to be in this world. The sound of rain and wind outside the window has disappeared inexplicably and can't be heard.

"Pearl color tonight~"

Feng Ying fell into obsession, murmured softly, and suddenly stagnated from the sword dancing state, extremely dynamic to extremely quiet, like a beautiful wood carving, after a while, the arm holding the sword was slowly raised, condensing a superb move.

But her slender eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she couldn't find the target of the sword.

"It's too late, Yun Mi, run back!"

Ye Lin also grabbed at the void, and the long sword he made for Yun Mi flew into his palm during the day. This behavior just released a wisp of undetectable sword intent, which was noticed by Feng Ying.

Although the eyes are closed, Feng Ying knows the entire activity room well. The sudden "foreign" ray gave the surging flood an outlet to vent. The goal is clear, and it is now!

"When the full moon opens~!"

"I'm going to beat you fat later, if you don't know how to drink, you'll let me drink too much."

A sword is boundless, and the white frost reflects the moon!

All the sword intents were condensed into a simple and unadorned sword, and in a flash of a ten-thousandth of a second, the petals were flying all over the sky.

Extremely dynamic ~ turned into extremely quiet.

Freezing suffocation, when Yun Mi wakes up, it may have passed for a long time, or it may only have passed for a second, and the sound of wind and rain outside the window is still the same.

Feng Ying retracted her sword and remained silent. The single ponytail that was scattered down to the astonishing length of her ankles was broken out of thin air at the lower part of her waist, and three thousand strands of black hair fell all over the ground.

Using an unfamiliar sword technique for the first time, not only cut Yelin, but also his own hair.

Ding~
The long sword in Ye Lin's hand was broken at the waist, and the half of the blade that fell on the ground was still rippling and trembling with the soft sound of metal, which lasted for a long time.

"Don't touch Fengying, she still needs some time to comprehend."

He simply threw away the half of the hilt in his hand, then sat silently on the floor, reached out to fetch the glass of wine he had poured earlier, and drank it down.

The finished wine glasses fell on the table, making a slight collision sound, and then something weird happened. The entire wine table, including the wine jug, was all cracked and dumped.

It turned out that this had already been divided into two by Feng Ying.

Yun Mi was stunned in place for a long time, not knowing what to do for a while, whether to wait for Master to recover, or to go and see Ye Lin who was sitting with his back to him.

Suddenly, her eyes were startled, the half jug of good wine spilled on the ground was mixed with a streak of bright red at some point, and blood dripped down.

"Master, are you injured?"

This time she wasn't calling Feng Ying, but Ye Lin who had taught herself, but hadn't taught. After all, she had learned something, and she also accepted a sword manual for the senior sisters.

On Yelin's left arm, his clothes were cut open by a sharp knife, and his skin was cut open with a bloody gap. At the same time, there was a terrible wound about ten inches from his left shoulder to his chest, and his clothes were stained with blood.

"Fortunately, it's nothing serious. At that time, I could only defend myself and let Feng Ying try my best to break through. Otherwise, how could Nao Ying, who just passed the original level, hurt me so easily."

Yun Mi doesn't know what the original level means, it's a bit far away from her, she only sees Ye Lin's injury, it's really shocking,
He is absolutely capable of dodging it, but because he is behind him and his strength is low, he has to block the sword for himself.

Hearing that he insisted that his injury was not serious, Yun Mi couldn't help but shook his head, there was a sparkle in his eyes, and he wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.

Plain white fingers touched the sword wound carefully, still bleeding, her fingertips were stained with blood red,
"I have learned some medical skills. I went to Celia to ask for a needle and thread. I will sew it up for you. Please bear with me."

"There's needles and gut in the drawer of the cabinet under the pendulum clock in the living room."

This small trauma, based on Wuxuan's healing speed, would be over in about half a minute without leaving a scar.

However, Ye Lin deliberately didn't say anything, and stopped Wu Xuan from healing completely, and stopped the bleeding first.

In the activity room, Feng Ying was still standing with her eyes closed, in a mysterious state, and she didn't know when it would end.

She still doesn't know that she has made a mistake, and she is in a state of meditation, in the joy of breaking through the realm.

Yun Mi, who found the needle and thread, looked at Ye Lin who was leaning on the sofa. Although his face was pale and looked weak, the blood on his body was no longer bleeding.

"Huh~?"

"It may be because I am very strong, so my healing ability is also relatively good. You can apply some medicine for me first."

Under the bright light, the needle in Yun Mi's hand shone a little coldly, which in a sense made him shudder, if he could suffer less, it would be better to suffer less.

Yun Mi took the medicine and gauze again, frowned and carefully applied the medicine with a cotton swab, the wound seemed to be a little shallower.

The wound on the arm is easy to smear, but on the shoulder, because Ye Lin's posture is nestled against the sofa, Yun Mi had to lean forward with his upper body, and his left knee was also carrying the sofa, which was almost pressed against him, to be able to heal. To apply medicine to the wound.

Nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, cranky.

"When you take risks and practice, don't you often get injured?"

After applying the lotion and powder, Yun Mi still thought it would be better to sew it up, but Ye Lin repeatedly said that she didn't need it, so she gave up.

"Well, whenever you think you become strong enough, there will always be stronger enemies! This is also a kind of fun, a kind of spur."

Yun Mi took out the clean gauze and carefully wrapped the wound on his arm. Even if he went to see a professional doctor later, he had to take preventive measures first.

She focused her eyes and felt a little guilty, but the moment the gauze was wrapped around her, the wound healed in secret without realizing it.

Ye Lin glanced suddenly, and then he didn't dare to move his left arm, because Yun Mi pulled his hand to bandage, and his three knuckles accidentally rubbed against the justice under the Qingbai Taoist robe.

Despite wearing tights, Justice is still full and proud, with amazing curves, no less than Mai Lu.

Happiness is only temporary, Yun Mi leaned forward to help him bandage another wound, but because of the corset, the charm and depth under the Taoist robe were completely invisible.

Fuzakura's Pot~

"Yunmi..."

"Ok?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

(ー_ー)!!
"No, I like adventure, so I don't have time to talk."

She also has a nice smell, which may be from the sachet she wears around her waist, or it may be natural body fragrance.

"So do you have time now? Think about me?"

Yun Mi paused for a while, feeling speechless and a little helpless.

As they said, the master is thick-skinned and easy to push forward, a towering tree, wishing that every branch would be full of peach blossoms.

"Master's wife heard this, why don't you kneel down on the washboard?"

She changed her name to Ye Lin as the master, and the teacher's wife naturally referred to Celia.

"No, no, when she makes me kneel under the pomegranate skirt, her purpose is often not punishment, but the reward of a drop of water."

Instinctive sixth sense, Yun Mi sensed something strange in it, but couldn't think about it, she straightened her back, looked at the seriously injured master who was flabbergasted.

Her face was pale, and it seemed that she had lost too much blood. She saw the wound with her own eyes.

And the most important thing is that Master resisted Feng Ying's blow head-on in order not to hurt her.

"Master, I heard that Yuena has a strong healing ability, let's go find her." Her voice was slightly anxious, and she was still a little choked up.

"No, Yun Mi, let's make a bet?"

He pointed to his pale cheeks, and began to play tricks secretly: "Your gentleness is the best medicine for healing! If you recover, everyone will be happy. If you don't recover, I will go to see a doctor."

The little baby's fat face was reddish, Yun Mi didn't believe that his own gentleness could heal such a big wound.

Even if saliva can disinfect, it can't heal the wound.

But in an instant, her eyes accidentally caught some blood on the floor of the living room, it must have flowed from the wound when Master was helped over by her just now.

The wind and rain outside the window seemed to be a little less, Yun Mi kept replaying the two hideous wounds in his mind, and became more and more worried.

So he quickly leaned over, pecked him lightly on the face, and said anxiously: "Come on, let's go to the doctor."

　Fengying, tomorrow, tomorrow... Definitely..._

　　
　
(End of this chapter)