Chapter 4

Yan Chi smelled the faint scent of pear blossoms on the girl's body, put a warm little hand on his forehead, and probed for the temperature.

"Fortunately, the fever is gone." The girl said to herself, with a hint of gratitude in her tone.

Yan Chi's heart fluctuated a little bit, is she... caring about herself? !
Ye Qingwu can't feel hunger now, probably because she is a cultivator herself, and the original master's talent for cultivating immortals is one of the best in Qingyang Sword Sect, but because she is always weak and prone to illness, it is unknown to everyone.

Ye Qingwu is just 15 years old today, and has reached the middle stage of foundation establishment, while the heroine's cultivation is still at the eighth level of the Qi refining stage.

The realm of cultivating immortals is divided into: Qi refining period, foundation building period, Jindan period, Yuanying period, transforming god period, etc...

The seven peak masters of Qingyang Sword Sect are all at the Nascent Soul Stage, for example, her father is at the Nascent Soul Stage, and the hero Mo Yiran is at the Nascent Soul Stage.

Don't look at her father's cultivation base is a bit higher than the male lead, in fact, if they fight, the male lead is even better, after all, as the male lead, of course he has golden fingers.

"You look so good-looking." Ye Qingwu looked at his face and suddenly praised him.

"The eyelashes are really long, the lips are beautiful, the nose is tall, and the skin is fair and tender..."

Ye Qingwu squatted at the head of the bed, carefully observing Yan Chi's facial features.

Her breath hit the side of his face vaguely, a little itchy.

Yan Chi's long and slightly curly eyelashes trembled slightly.

The corner of Ye Qingwu's mouth curled up into an unknown smile. She had actually noticed that he was awake a long time ago, but he was pretending to be asleep, and she was just acting with him.

The only way to lower a person's defenses is to say some ordinary words when he is most sober, without touching the warning line in his heart at all.

This is one small step in successfully lowering your defenses.

Ye Qingwu has acted in dramas for so many years, read so many scripts, and experienced so much, she has long been aware of the weaknesses of human nature.

"You can escape by attacking the villain." In this case, she did not prevent her from risking her life for a gamble with the boy who pretended to be asleep in front of her.

Acting, she is professional.

She just wants to survive in this world and protect her father.

At night, Yan Chi finally stopped pretending to be asleep, the first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to grab Ye Qingwu's neck.

Ye Qingwu was suddenly strangled by the neck, and the cold hand wrapped around her neck like a snake, making her feel suffocated.

"What is your purpose?" Yan Chi's voice was cold, and even when he looked at her, there was a strong killing intent.

"Ahem... I don't have... purpose." Ye Qingwu replied with difficulty breathing.

Her hand caressed his cold hand, and the warm feeling made Yan Chi's eyes hesitate.

Yan Chi withdrew his hand, and looked indifferently at Ye Qingwu who was coughing painfully in front of him.

"Why did you save me?" The boy's voice was low and cold.

"Because you look good." Ye Qingwu seemed to answer his question without thinking.

He looked at Ye Qingwu, only to see Ye Qingwu's charming smile and clear eyes.

Later Yan Chi would never forget Ye Qingwu in this scene...

Yan Chi's heart skipped a beat, and after a long time, his thin lips uttered two words: "Superficial."

"But I just like it." Ye Qingwu's eyes shone slightly.

Yan Chi curled his fingers slightly, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, suddenly remembered something, and smiled mockingly: "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't know." Ye Qingwu shook her head and lied.

It turned out that she didn't know. If she knew that she was a half-demon, she probably wouldn't have saved him, and would definitely call someone to kill her.

"I'm a half-demon." Yan Chi still revealed his identity. He knew it would be very dangerous for him, but he didn't know what he was betting on.

He watched her slowly show a panic expression, and his heart became as cold as his body.

Sure enough, everyone is like this, wishing to punish him.

Yan Chi gathered spiritual energy in his hands, ready to kill her.

"Then you run away, today I heard that the disciples outside said that they want to arrest you." Ye Qingwu's eyes were worried, and then she said: "No, they may be searching the mountains now, and now they are running away. If it is, it will be very dangerous, you should recuperate first."

Yan Chi raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes seemed to be filled with disbelief, and the strength gathered in his hands dissipated unknowingly.

"You..." Yan Chi realized that he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Ye Qingwu stood up, pushed Yan Chi, who was a little dazed, back into the bed, and then sat down on the edge of the bed.

She tore off the red hair band on her head, three thousand black hairs fell slowly, and a few strands fell on his cheeks.

Itchy.

Heart is also itchy.

She wrapped the hair band around her left wrist and his right wrist, and their hands were tied together.

"I know, you may be afraid that I will report you, but I will bind you with me, and you will know my every move." Ye Qingwu smiled innocently.

Before Yan Chi could speak, she continued: "You are seriously injured now and need to rest, go to sleep, I'm really sleepy too."

After she finished speaking, she yawned, her eyes covered with mist, she was very pitiful.

Then she sat directly on the ground, and then fell down next to him.

There was a faint fragrance of pear blossoms on her body, as if she had a sense of peace of mind.

Soon, her breathing began to be even.

She fell asleep.

Yan Chi looked sideways at the girl in front of him, with some emotion in his deep eyes.

Yan Chi raised his eyes to look at Fangliang, and stared at it for a long time.
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Ye Qingwu woke up the next day and found that Yan Chi was gone. She searched everywhere in the house but couldn't find any trace of him.

And the men's outfit she put beside the bed also disappeared, probably Yan Chi wore it away.

Ye Qingwu touched the quilt, and the quilt was completely cold, which proved that Yan Chi had been away for a long time.

He still didn't believe in himself, but he didn't kill himself either, she bet right.

When Ye Qingwu read this book "The Domineering Master of Cultivation of Immortals Falls in Love with Me" before, the author only briefly wrote about Yan Chi's experience before becoming a devil.

The original sentence is probably: Yan Chi, the half-demon head, was full of disasters when he was young, and everyone wanted to kill him.

I don't know when we will meet next time, but we will see each other.

How will he react when we meet?

In Ye Qingwu's storage bag, there was still his bloody coat.

She tidied up the room, looked carefully at everything on the bed, and left after making sure that there were no clues left.

This room was reserved for her by the real Zilan, that is, Aunt Lan. She has lived here many times since she was a child.

In order to prevent the maid from finding anything while cleaning, she carefully cleaned it up.

She opened the door, and what caught her eyes was the thin clouds and mists surrounding her, like a fairyland. In the sky, there was a fellow who passed by with a sword, and looking further away, there was a fellow who was practicing swordsmanship...

(End of this chapter)

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