"Master Si! Bottle!"

Yue Wuzheng spoke quickly and caught Ye Guilan, who was unable to stand firmly.

Si Lu's figure on the side flashed and brought over the bottle that Ye Guilan had prepared long ago.

Yue Wuzheng made a move, and Ye Guilan fell into his arms, panting and using all her strength, unable to speak any more.

She looked at the bottle and nodded slightly.

Yue Wuzheng's palms were also covered with wounds, but most of them were flesh wounds, and the wounds were not very deep.

He held Ye Guilan tightly in his arms with one hand, and quickly placed the bottle under the white crystal suspended in the flame with the other hand.

thump.

The white crystals fell into the bottle and made a sound like falling into water.

The white crystal did not fall to the bottom of the bottle, but hung in the middle of the bottle, like a shining star, constantly emitting light.

"Gui Lan, well done."

Yue Wuzheng looked at the bottle in his hand, lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently.

Ye Guilan twitched the corners of her mouth, she could no longer lift her arms at all.

"Master Si, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Yue Wuzheng handed the bottle to Si Lu, who nodded.

Ye Guilan blinked her eyes, and Yue Wuzheng supported her and faced Si Lu with understanding, and she smiled innocently.

Si Lu looked at her little face stained with blood. She had injured more than one of her hands. She was the one closest to the shock wave. Her little face looked like it had been beaten by someone.

"Master Si, thank you for your willingness to help me."

Ye Guilan's voice was extremely hoarse, completely losing its original clear and bright tone. Si Lu's heart twitched when he heard it, and he put the medicine bottle away.

"You girl, you really opened my eyes."

"It's okay, it's okay, hehe."

Si Lu was stunned and shook his head helplessly. He picked up the heavy sword and left in a flash.

When Ye Guilan saw Si Lu leaving, tears kept falling from her eyes, which made Yue Wuzheng feel heartbroken.

He carefully carried her into the house, looking at her bloody hands, he didn't dare to make too many moves, he just sat there holding her.

"It's okay, Chaoming will help me fix it."

Ye Guilan's voice was hoarse, and Yue Wuzheng reached out and took the thin-mouth pot on the side, raised his head and took a sip, then passed it gently.

Looking at the tears falling on her cheeks, he wiped them gently with his fingers.

Ye Guilan lay in his arms, trying to smile more easily, "It's okay, I don't feel any pain anymore."

Yue Wuzheng was stunned, but she comforted herself.

"fool."

He spoke in a low voice. Listening to his helpless and distressed tone, Ye Guilan chuckled, but accidentally caused her to burst into tears.

"Stop laughing and have a good rest."

His hand gently wiped her tears, and his aura was like light, making her feel constantly warm from the inside out.

It was like lying in a warm quilt, the temperature coaxed her, making her easily drowsy and drowsy.

After muttering a good word, Ye Guilan slowly closed his eyes.

She was indeed exhausted. Although she had been preparing for so long, it was only once that she felt like she was going to be hollowed out.

No wonder not everyone can have the throne spirit. No wonder there are so few of them. It’s too difficult. Every step is too difficult.

When Si Lu brought the divine soul mixture over, several elders of the Ye family were at Ye Tianming's place.

When they saw the Divine Soul Mixture, the Ye family present were stunned for a moment.

Si Lu handed out the divine soul mixture and said a few words lightly.

"When you have time, give that girl another yard."

"Change the yard?"

Ye Tianming had a question mark on his face when he heard this. Si Lu glanced at him and said, "Master Ye, it's too reluctant to leave such a medicine to that girl."

Ye Tianming's expression suddenly changed and he ran out directly.

Several elders also realized something and hurriedly ran out after Ye Tianming.

Arriving at the small courtyard where Ye Guilan and Yue Wuzheng lived, Ye Tianming looked at the collapsed house in the middle. There were several cracks on the ground. The entire courtyard was in a mess.

"Xiao Guilan!"

Mr. Ye was no longer calm and called out anxiously. Several elders rushed over and were speechless when they saw the scene in front of them.

How could pharmaceuticals be made like this?

Yue Wuzheng in the house heard Ye Tianming's call and looked at the exhausted and sleeping little wife in his arms. He didn't want to respond at first, but he couldn't let the Ye family be so anxious.

"Master Ye, we are here."

Yue Wuzheng's voice came from the small room next door, and Ye Tianming flashed and rushed in.

"Easy, she's exhausted."

When Ye Tianming rushed in, Yue Wuzheng spoke in a low voice, hugging Ye Guilan with no intention of getting up to say hello.

Ye Tianming looked at Ye Guilan who was so tired that he fell asleep in his arms. He just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw her bloody hands again, he lifted it up again.

Ye Guilan's little face, which looked like it had been beaten just now, has now returned to normal, but the wound on his hand will take a long time to recover.

"Xiao Guilan, this is...!"

Several elders walked in from behind and took a breath when they saw Ye Guilan like this.

"She's fine."

Yue Wuzheng didn't say anything else, only these three words, which were short words that quickly reassured these elders.

Several elders were extremely distressed. They did not expect that their children would be injured like this.

If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have let her do it.

Ye Tianming looked at his granddaughter and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

During this period of time, Ye Tianming was not in a good mood. The creation of the throne spirit made his mood hit rock bottom every day.

He did not expect that his granddaughter would work so hard to create the soul mixture for the Ye family when he did not know and had no extra energy to care.

Isn't he too bad as a grandfather?

A child has to endure so much.

The burden of the Ye family always rests on this child's thin shoulders.

Ye Tianming was extremely sad, thinking of Xing Lieyang and the granddaughter in front of him, his eyes were already slightly red.

Yue Wuzheng looked at Ye Tianming's fists and sighed softly, "With her condition like this, we can only stay here for the time being. When she gets better, we can move to another place."

"……good."

Ye Tianming spoke in a trembling voice, looking at Yue Wuzheng with his dark eyes, "I will have someone clean up the yard outside."

"No need, Master Ye, that's it."

Yue Wuzheng lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping Ye Guilan in his arms, "Don't let others disturb her."

"……I see."

Ye Tianming nodded, "Then... let's leave first. Someone will be guarding outside the yard."

Yue Wuzheng raised his head and said hello.

Seeing the mess in the yard again, Ye Tianming was stunned. He couldn't imagine what kind of force could directly collapse a room.

His granddaughter's little hands were injured like that by some kind of force.

And he had no idea.

"Second Master, do we need to prepare some trauma treatment tools? If Xiao Guilan's hand is injured like that, will it be..."

"Our reserves are limited, and this is a place of expulsion, so there is nothing good at all."

Several elders looked at each other, the Ye family here was really stretched thin.

Yue Wuzheng in the room heard their conversation and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The injuries suffered by Gui Lan seemed to be external injuries, but they were injured by a special spiritual energy fusion. How could they be cured by ordinary healing pills?

Besides, no matter how good the elixir was, it couldn't compare to the Chaoming in her body.

Yue Wuzheng, who wanted to speak to tell them not to prepare, finally remained silent.

It's better to let them do something, so that they can feel better.
To be continued...