Do you think she's a soft persimmon?
Leng Feimo was silent for a long time before he finally opened his mouth. "Embroidery, I promise you."
Leng Feimo was silent for a long time before he finally spoke. "Embroidery, I promise you."
His body was on the verge of rotting away. However, it was the decay of his body that had caused him to experience the world's coldness and warmth, and had also caused him to see more of his decayed soul.
"Deal." Yun Jin held out his hand.
Her palms were as white as new lotus roots, and her fingernails were neatly trimmed. Her fingertips were smooth and round, and her knuckles were slender, exuding an exquisite air.
Although Leng Feimo was somewhat surprised, he still extended his hand.
His hand was much larger than hers, touching her fingertip. One was cold, the other hot. Because of the coldness, his body trembled slightly. He felt as if that feeling had extended to the bottom of his heart.
He lightly touched it and was about to withdraw his hand, afraid that he would overstep his boundaries. However, her fingers moved and grabbed his hand.
Leng Feimo stared at her, his heart racing, his mind blank.
He was truly unable to understand her.
However, in the next moment, he felt a strange power from his fingertips, sweeping through his limbs and bones, like a stream of water, like a delicate fragrance, and slowly drilled into his bones and blood, purifying his body bit by bit.
All the sounds in the surroundings faded away, leaving only her and him in this world.
After a brief moment of shock, Leng Feimo slowly relaxed.
If she was unable to cultivate due to the damage to her meridians and instead became infatuated with medical skills, how could she have managed to cultivate such an unfathomable and mysterious medical skill in just three short years?
He did not dare to move, so he simply looked at her. He only wished that time would stop at this moment. It was not bad either.
His lungs felt a little numb and itchy. It didn't hurt, but it made him feel a bit uncomfortable.
That scarred lung seemed to be slowly recovering.
Suddenly, the coldness on his fingertips disappeared.
Yun Jin took a step back and passed a pill to him. "The foundation is complete and can be practiced. Second Palace is best not to disappoint me."
She would never do anything useless. If he held her back, she would kill him without hesitation. Of course, she didn't want to see this.
"Alright."
He lifted his hand to receive the pill, then lifted his hand to consume it. After a short moment of circulation, a shocked light appeared in Leng Feimo's eyes. In that instant, he felt as if his body had become lighter than ever, the lung that had tormented him for so many years … He was actually... completely healed!
With disbelief, he used his martial power once again. Although it was weak, that trace of martial power still slowly circulated within his meridians unyielding. It was no longer obscure.
A lightness that he hadn't felt in a long time caused him to feel as if he was bathed in spring breeze. A trace of bright water slowly slipped through the depths of his eyes.
Yun Jin gave a cold laugh, "You're thinking too much."
"It really is so direct that it makes one's heart go cold." Leng Feimo couldn't help but admire himself. He was actually able to adapt well to such a beautiful cloud embroidery.
"It's not a good time right now. I should hide the matter of my recovery and quickly increase my strength."
Yun Jin said coldly as she walked forward.
"I'll send you off."
"No need!"
Leng Feimo suddenly went stiff, then gave a helpless smile. Indeed, it was the normal course of action when someone rejected him.
Once the Embroidery of the Clouds was out of the palace gates, they stopped in their tracks.
On the palace path, there were dozens of scattered figures, sitting, standing, leaning, sleeping, and so on.
The palace was just a wall away. According to the rules, this place was not allowed to be used for commercial purposes. Obviously, these people were not here to sell vegetables, but were waiting for someone.
As the brocade square appeared, a line of sight fell on the brocade. Following that, one by one, people stood up.
It turned out that she was the person who was being waited for.
The scattered shadows slowly gathered together until they formed a human wall, blocking Yun Jin's path.
"Is this the so-called genius who challenged Xue Ling?"
A square-faced man opened his mouth and spoke with an arrogant expression.
"Heh, even if it's a mule or a horse, we still have to pull it out. In my opinion, there's no need to run anymore. I can crush her by myself!"
The young man's face was covered in makeup, and his figure was long and thin. It was as if someone had stretched his body by half.
"This is my prey, no one is allowed to fight with me for it!"
The coquettish girl licked her lips as she stared at the cloud brocade with glowing eyes.
Every line of sight was as if they wanted to swallow up Yun Jin. They had different appearances and personalities, but they all mysteriously had a common goal — — To kill Yun Jin!
How could a nobody like him be comparable to Chen Xue Ling?
In fact, there was no need for Chen Xue Ling to do anything. Any one of them could solve the problem of the Embroidery of Yun.
"I'll go first!"
"I'll go first!"
"How dare you block me!"
"F * ck off!"
As if they had encountered a rare treasure, the group of people who were originally waiting suddenly started quarreling. No one dared to give in, and they even started fighting.
Yun Jin Yu raised her hand and pinched the space between her eyebrows. It was very noisy … Also, did she look like a soft persimmon?
"How about a different place?"
Yun Jin indifferently opened his mouth.
This was the palace path. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it was really not easy to fight in a group.
Everyone who was arguing suddenly heard Yun Jin Xiu speak. At first, they were stunned; they didn't expect the fish on the chopping block to be so calm.
Then she burst into laughter again.
A dying person actually dared to negotiate with them!
"Pui!" I'll kill you now! "
A person clamored loudly.
"This young lady's skin is so beautiful, finding a place, isn't that exactly what we want?" Another wretched voice sounded.
The crowd coaxed and let out malicious laughter. As they looked at Yun Jin's gaze, it began to become impudent.
It had to be said that this unknown little person was truly beautiful. It was just that his temperament was a bit cold. However, this sort of high and mighty temperament was more fun to play with. Just thinking about that feeling made him ecstatic.
"Hehe, where did you say we should go?"
Someone opened their mouth, provoking the scoldings of the women in the crowd. When they looked at Yun Xiu's gaze, it became increasingly hostile.
To a girl who was more beautiful than him, the hostility of a woman was innate.
Yun Jin seemed to have not noticed those people's ill intentions as she spoke indifferently: "There's a place called Burial Grounds in the north of the city. The land is spacious and the people are barren. How about it?"
Yun Jin's proposal completely fit those people's intentions. All of their eyes lit up as they hurriedly nodded: "Good place! Hehe! "Good place!"
Yun Jin didn't say anything else. With a movement of her body, she rushed towards the north side of the city.
Those people were afraid that she would trick them into escaping so they quickly followed. However, they were also afraid that if they disturbed the other people, they would bring them trouble. Thus, they restrained their auras and followed closely behind.
Burial site.
The tips of Yun Jin's feet lightly touched the ground as she quietly waited.
The first to arrive only thought that she was so frightened that she couldn't speak anymore. They all started to mock her, and those females became the main force among the crowd.
Yun Jin listened attentively and did not utter a word the entire time. This encouraged the arrogance of those people.
It had become even stronger!