After running away with a cub, I became the sickly villain Bai Yueguang

Chapter 3 Sick Boy Two?

All the excellent men who have seen the heroine are impressed by her kindness, beauty and unique qualities, and follow her affectionately and loyally.

Half of the male protagonist's enemies and trials are the green grasslands given to him by the female protagonist in his arms.

The plot in his mind was sorted out by Ye Yan in just a few seconds.

By the way, according to the timeline in the original book—not only did she come to participate in the Zongmen assessment today, but the male second with half-demon blood just sneaked into the Zongmen not long ago, and she will directly enter the Zongmen with the No.1 score in the assessment. He was an exception and was selected as an inner disciple. After that, he endured the humiliation for decades and expelled the entire Five Absolute Sects from the cultivation world in order to avenge the killing of his relatives.

Ye Yan turned around and glanced sideways, and "accidentally" caught a glimpse behind Ye Qingyao from the corner of her eye. Sure enough, in an inconspicuous dark corner, a young man in black was lying with a sword in his hand.

His thin figure is slightly haggard, and his slender white fingertips are tightly holding a rusty broken sword. The whole person seems to be isolated from the noisy crowd, and his silent and lonely temperament almost blends with the inconspicuous air. One.

The young man was half covered by a black and gray cloak, and a gust of wind blew by, revealing the horrible black and red marks on his face, which were ugly and frightening.

Ye Yan raised her eyebrows, she said why the heroine came here today, she planned to "coincidentally" bring warmth to the sick and delicate boy.

When chasing the update, she still had a feeling for this little sick and delicate, a mid-term boss with a brilliant shape, if the heroine hadn't betrayed the male second before the decisive battle, maybe the male second after being blackened could really kill the equipment with a full body of demonic energy The crispy-skinned hero who hasn't formed yet.

"My sister is dressed so plainly today, I didn't recognize it for a while." Ye Qingyao was surprised at how Ye Yan suddenly changed her style.

She has always known that Ye Yan is beautiful and is more famous than her, but before Ye Yan deliberately pursued heavy makeup and behaved arrogantly, he was always like a gorgeous rooster ready to fight, which made people feel disgusted.

But now she was standing in front of people in a plain white Taoist robe, her thick and beautiful black hair was simply tied up, and only a branch that fell off halfway was randomly inserted, but her body was standing straighter and slender than ever before.

It is less vulgar, gorgeous and acrimonious, and more lazy, charming and cold and firm, which makes people unable to move their eyes away unexpectedly.

Seeing that the eyes of many male disciples shifted from her to Ye Yan, Ye Qingyao bit her lower lip lightly, and squeezed her fingers hidden in her sleeves.

"Qingyao still thinks that silk and satin and pearls and silver hairpins are more suitable for her sister's beauty, but her current attire is really dull..." She said unwillingly.

"Then you give me money to buy it?"

"What?" Ye Qingyao still maintained a faint smile on her face.

Ye Yan took out the Qiankun bag, opened it, and there was nothing inside, "I'm poor, I have no money, and I can't afford the silk and jewelry you mentioned." She said like a hooligan, "I didn't expect someone to care so much about my food and clothing. Use it, or my sister, would you lend me some spirit stones?"

She spoke perfectly, without embarrassment at all.

Immortal cultivators' hearing is so sharp, many people are attracted by these two or three sentences, and they look like they are watching the show, and the dignified Miss Ye family is short of money and can't afford clothes?

On the contrary, Ye Qingyao was embarrassed by the gossiping eyes, and her beautiful face was stained with pity, "Sister, what do you mean by that, you have never been frugal, and you have spent all the spirit stones given by your father. ...There is no reason to borrow spirit stones from my sister?"

"Borrow? No, I'm wrong, it's repayment." Ye Yan patted his forehead and said with a smile, "You said that father doesn't plan to take care of me anymore, but don't you have all the spiritual stones sent by the family every month?" Do you keep it? There are obviously two copies in it, one for you and one for me, why haven't I seen a spirit stone for so many days, my good sister?"

Ye Qingyao's heart skipped a beat in astonishment, her smile froze on her face, her mood caused an uproar because of Ye Yan's few words, the fingers in her sleeves were sweating coldly, how did she know?Did Ye Zhendong send a letter to Ye Yan halfway? ?

Facing the probing gazes of the people around her, her thoughts were chaotic, she was flustered and had no time to study carefully, so she had to take out a Qiankun bag hastily.

"How could my sister say such a thing." She whispered, tears of grievance overflowed from the bottom of her eyes, "My sister has always spent money lavishly, and I'm not sure. My father specially asked me to take care of it for me."

Ye Yan sneered and weighed the Qiankun bag in his hand, there were only a dozen or so low-grade spirit stones in it, far less than what Father Ye gave.

It is estimated that Ye Qingyao has already used up the spirit stones by herself - the middle-grade spirit hairpin on her head needs five middle-grade spirit stones.

There was a deep and distant bell ringing from Daotian Peak, and the first stage of the assessment was about to begin!The embarrassing Ye Qingyao also breathed a sigh of relief, silently retreated to the two sides, her slightly jealous eyes shifted from Ye Yan to an unknown black-clothed boy in the crowd, her eyes flickered.

She sneaked up against the flow of people, gave him a bottle of elixir, and whispered softly, "Ziyuan, remember to take it well, if you are not physically strong, you can take one."

The boy glanced at her, but didn't take it. Instead, he stretched out his hand and pulled the brim of the cloak to his face to cover up the ugly scar, "... for me?" Sandy, harsh, and not pleasant to hear, "Why, isn't that female cultivator just now your sister from the same clan?"

Mo Ziyuan was seriously injured and passed out in the cave. When he was on the verge of death, he was rescued by Ye Qingyao who happened to pass by. After that, she took good care of him without asking his identity, name, or origin.

He also believes that she is a gentle and kind person, but the relationship between the two is far from that of ordinary relatives. Since the female cultivator just now is her sister, why didn't he give the female cultivator this expensive healing pill?

Mo Ziyuan is cautious and suspicious, no one will treat him well for no reason, at this moment he actually doubts whether Ye Qingyao "coincidentally" saved him back then, did he have ulterior motives?
Ye Qingyao's face froze with a smile, and she didn't know whether to withdraw her hand from the young man's probing eyes.

She and Ye Yan have been fighting openly and secretly for a long time, and they both know it well, but she doesn't want to let herself be seen as petty and harsh in the young man's heart.

"This year's handyman disciple assessment will officially start today. The first level is to climb the ten thousand steps of the ladder! If you fail to reach the top before evening, you will be judged as a failure of the assessment! I hope all the disciples will go all out and step into the road of cultivating immortals as soon as possible! "A Jindan elder flew to the top with his sword flying, his majestic eyes staring at the crowd below, without anger, his voice was full of enthusiasm, and his voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of every disciple present.

The crowd, who were all ready to go, became agitated immediately, rushing towards the end of the Ten Thousand Steps Immortal Staircase. Mo Ziyuan fixed his eyes on Ye Qingyao, then turned around and quickly caught up with the crowd.

(End of this chapter)