Something's wrong with my sword spirit

Several tooth marks on the arm are still oozing blood, soaking through the clothes.

Yanjin carefully wiped off the blood around the wound, every time he touched it, the clenched arm trembled, he raised his eyes angrily: "You are so afraid of pain, how can you let the monster bite you?"

"Then...then what should I do, or I won't be able to get the inner alchemy."

"Who asked you to take the inner alchemy."

"I... myself." Ye Rongxue lowered her eyes again.

After Yanjin cleaned him up, he disinfected the wound, fetched some wine, hesitated but didn't go down, and said to him, "Close your eyes."

The other party obediently closed their eyes.

He still hesitated, looked up, and reached out to grab the milk cake that he just made this morning: "Open your mouth."

Ye Rongxue opened her mouth obediently, and a pastry was stuffed into her mouth.

At the same time, there was a piercing pain in his arm, he whimpered, bit the pastry, it tasted sweet, and gradually weakened the pain.

When he was allowed to open his eyes, he saw that soft gauze had already been wrapped around his arm, Yanjin had tidied up, and was getting up to pour out the water.

With a sore nose, he pulled the hem of the person who got up and shook it lightly.

Yan Jin's footsteps paused slightly, and he lowered his head to glance at the swaying hem of his clothes: "In a few days, my arm is healed, so I have to go."

He immediately bent his brows and eyes, his eyes sparkled, and sat obediently for a while, watching the kitten walk past leisurely, his eyes rolled, he quietly stood on the chair, and then jumped in front of the kitten.

The kitten jumped up in fright, growled and looked at him for a while, then started meowing again, ran back, jumped on him, and rubbed him affectionately.

"Don't, it's itchy." He hugged the cat with one hand and giggled when he was rubbed.

He only heard Yan Jin coughing, and he quickly stopped laughing.

Yanjin said coldly: "Be careful that it touches your arm."

"No, no, no." He put the cat down and made a face at it. When he raised his arm, he felt pain again. He took a deep breath and quickly recovered his composure when Yan Jin turned around, and sat obediently. .

Watching Yan Jin finish his work, he cautiously said, "Would you like to try to see if the inner alchemy is useful?"

"Okay." Yan Jin took Neidan into the room, and pulled out the Qingheng Sword from under the pillow.

He quickly followed and leaned over the bed to watch.

Yan Jin looked at Jian by the bed, looked at him, looked at Jian for a while, and then looked at him.

I'm not used to it.

But the people around him still talked too much: "This flower peony's scabbard..."

"what happened?"

"it is good……"

"It looks good."

"It's so ugly." Ye Rongxue lowered her eyebrows and said, "It's too flowery, there is no white space at all, it is a bright red flower with so many green leaves, it's too dazzling." After speaking, he saw his eyes and quickly changed his words , "No, it looks good, it looks good."

Yanjin sneered, and pulled out the sheath of Hua Mudan's sword. The head of the Qingheng sword was still intact, but there were a few thin cracks on the sword body, as if it would fall apart with a light tap.

Ye Rongxue touched the blade of the sword, her eyes were full of sadness, she crushed the inner alchemy in her hand, and blew it away gently, the golden radiance of the inner alchemy slowly floated to the sword body, there were dots of light floating on the cracks, gathering and scattering, the traces did not disappear.

His eyes darkened again: "Is it useless?"

It must be that the grades of those monsters are not high enough, they have to fight more powerful ones, he thought to himself.

Yan Jin put on the scabbard again: "Forget it, that's it."

"Don't, there must be a way."

"It's okay, forget it." He pressed the sword under the pillow again. When he got up, he bumped into the person next to him. Look, there is still some blood that hasn't been wiped off.

He said, "You change your clothes."

Ye Rongxue looked at the scabbard upon hearing this, and stood silently without moving.

He can still take off his clothes and melt into the sword body, and turn the scabbard into clothes.

But he didn't want to wear that colorful clothes, so he didn't feel very embarrassed to ask Yan Jin to change the scabbard first.

And Yanjin had completely separated him from the sword, he didn't think about the scabbard at all, and looked around, only to find that he had no clothes when he was here, it was all an illusion of the scabbard.

the only one...

He looked at the cabinet on the second floor: "There is only one set, you can get it yourself."

Ye Rongxue flew up to the second floor, halfway through the flight, stopped and walked slowly, opened the cabinet, there was only one piece of clothing, the bright red dress that Yan Jin sewed with her own hands.

Maybe he was a red candle shining brightly, and the world worshiped together.

His nose was sore again.

Downstairs asked: "Can one hand change?"

"Oh, yes." He changed his clothes and walked out slowly.

Yan Jin was waiting outside, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he looked back, and saw the red dress again, just like seeing him clearly for the first time.

His eyebrows and eyes are the same as before, and he still walks from the door with drooping eyes.

After a while, he came back to his senses and glanced at the man's hair, which was already half dry, but not tied.

Ye Rongxue walked to the courtyard with her head down and sat down, her mood was lower than before, and she didn't speak for a while.

He didn't ask, he went to tidy up his things, cooked some food, took a comb while the soup was simmering in the pot, walked behind him and brushed his hair.

Ye Rongxue was slightly startled, and turned to look at him: "You..."

"It's too messy, I feel uncomfortable looking at it." He gently tapped the forehead with a jade comb, "Turn around."

The other party quickly turned around and sat upright: "You...do you know how to tie your hair now?"

"Not very good, but it's better than your disheveled hair." He still didn't know how to use a hairpin, so he tied it with a silk ribbon. He was holding the red ribbon tied to Ye Rongxue's clothes. He wrapped it up and looked at the red ribbon. The silk moved lightly, slightly lost in thought.

Ye Rongxue waited for a while, touched her hair, felt that he had tied it up, but she didn't see him move, so she turned her head carefully: "What's wrong?"

As soon as he turned his head, Yanjin who was looking at the bun happened to meet his eyes.

The eyes of those who looked back were timid, still flustered.

After looking at each other for a while, Yan Jin didn't speak, and moved his eyes away.

Ye Rongxue didn't wait for a response, so she turned back silently, lowered her head again, fidgeted, wanted to find something to say, pointed to the tenth row of fields and said, "Has this been closed?"

"En." Yan Jin finally moved his gaze away from the bun, and walked around the table to sit opposite him.

"Why don't you open it?"

"I don't know what else can grow." He was really not in the mood.

"It's because I don't know that I have to open it and have a look."

"Let's talk about it later." Yanjin picked up the tea and blew on the floating leaves.

"Oh." Ye Rongxue stopped asking, glanced around, and was surprised again, "There is a piece of colored silk on the tree today, why don't you plant it?"

"Actually, I had it yesterday." Yan Jin took a sip of tea, "Yesterday was the Spring Festival at the foot of the mountain, so I don't want to plant it, and I have to sweep the yard if there is more soil."

"Oh."

After Yanjin drank half a cup of tea slowly, he said lightly, "If you want to plant it, then you can plant it yourself."

The person in front of him was overjoyed, so he immediately got up and took down the colored silk, and buried it in the last row. After burying it, he saw the stone in the seventh row: "Isn't this the stone that grew out last time? It's useless. Why don't you move it away?" ah?"

"What stone?" Yan Jin raised his eyes leisurely.

Seeing that Ye Rongxue had removed the stone, a long jade came out slowly.

He immediately took a sip of tea: Oops, Oops, forget it.

It was too late to stop it, Ye Rongxue took the jade in her hand, looked back and forth very curiously: "Hey, there is a surprise under this stone."

Yanjin caresses her eyebrows: Surprised...

The immortal ran back holding the things: "What can this be used for?" After asking, he frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Is this row of things still for me?"

Yanjin took another sip of tea, and hurriedly took the things in his hand. The phantom power in his palm...wasn't crushed, and he lit a fire...and it didn't burn. caught.

The whole movement was smooth and fast, and when Na Yu lay down under the pillow, Ye Rongxue realized that the things in her hands were gone.

Yanjin continued to taste the tea, very calmly: "It's not for you."

"Oh." The eyes of the people around him darkened.

He thought about it, and added: "Not all are for you."

"Oh." That gaze was still dark.

"All right, all right, this row is indeed yours, but there are some things you don't need, so don't worry about it."

"Since you can't use it, why don't you throw it away?"

"I want to throw it away too, but I can't throw it away." Not to mention throwing it away, it can't be destroyed even if it is destroyed, it will disappear automatically after it has been used to its value.

The soup has been stewed, and the other dishes are prepared in advance, so they can be prepared very quickly. The weather is fine, and it is very comfortable to sit in the courtyard to eat, with the mountain breeze and birds singing, accompanied by the fragrance of flowers and the sound of springs.

So he put all the dishes on the table in the pavilion, put away the chess pieces for the time being, and after setting them up, looked at the man quietly for a while, seeing that he was still in place: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Ye Rongxue moved over and stood up: "Is there anything I can eat?"

"With what you eat, I've done too much."

The other party smiled, ran over quickly, leaned over the table to see, fried shredded pork with cabbage, dried meat with cabbage, three shredded cabbage soup...

"They all have cabbages?"

"There are too many plants, I can't eat them all, so I can only consume them as soon as possible." Yan Jin handed the chopsticks in front of him, and quietly watched him eat.

After looking at it for a while, he said, "No one will snatch it from you."

Ye Rongxue raised her eyes: "It's delicious."

The corner of his mouth was slightly bent, and he stopped when the other party raised his head: "Den Mingzong doesn't give food, why didn't he go back for a long time, he starved and thin."

"Chenming Sect doesn't have food. If I want to eat, I will ask my disciples to buy it." Ye Rongxue sighed, "But it's not delicious."

Yanjin also sighed, and got up again to make some sweets.

It was already afternoon after eating, and the sun was warm in spring. He planted a door. This weather is the most suitable for going out for a walk.

Ye Rongxue sat dozed off in the courtyard and wanted to enter the house, but stood at the door for a while, not daring to enter.

At this time, Yanjin was wedged a pillar beside the tree, clothes could be hung to dry on the pillar, and a hammock could be tied to the tree from below.

After wedging, he sat in the yard and weaved hemp rope into a net with a layer of soft cushions on top. The ropes on both sides were tied tightly. Soon, the hammock was swaying under the tree.

Ye Rongxue stared wide-eyed at him hanging it up, and saw him lying on it shaking after hanging it up, she was very curious: "What is this?"

"Hammock, made for my little rabbit." Yan Jin didn't look back, and got up and spread out the mat.

Ye Rongxue looked at the little rabbit: "But it's so small, why did you make such a big bed?"

"Really, yes, I made it too big, and it can even lie down alone. Forget it, let's tear it down."

"Don't tear it down." Ye Rongxue stood up quickly, "It looks interesting."

"But it's useless."

"Don't you think people can lie down too?"

"Why are people lying here, I don't know how to lie down anyway."

"I'll try, I'll try." Ye Rongxue ran over, sat down on the hammock, swayed, he was novelty and joyful.

"Can people lie down?" Yanjin asked intentionally.

"It's okay, it's very comfortable, the sun is shining on my body, and the leaves just happen to block the glare."

"Then lie down." Yan Jin turned around and smiled secretly.

The author has something to say: From Yanjin’s current point of view, Qing Heng is the one who sealed him and destroyed his eyes and legs. Although he is now healed, he did spend a period of time when he could not see and could not go. , This... is worthy of his entanglement. It would be too bad tempered if he could turn the page easily, and he was indeed angry that Qing Heng didn't tell him before, which caught him off guard when he broke into the fairy gate.

Qing Heng also said this question later, Qing Heng knew in his heart that Yan Jin still loved him, but he couldn't forgive him, this is also a stage where the two of them really communicated.

Yan Jin originally didn't plan to be with Qing Heng again, and had rejected him, but he couldn't hide his heart, so any door took him to Luoxue Zhu, Qing Heng came to fight for it once and was rejected, so he didn't intend to No matter how entangled, he saw Yanjin in Luoxuezhu, and knew that the other party was reluctant, so he decided to continue to fight for it. There must be a process.

Knowing the truth about the seal is in Chapter 61, the two officially reunited in Chapter 62, and sharing the same bed for the first time is in Chapter 63. During this period, Yanjin will be more entangled in a few chapters. If you don’t want to read it, you can wait for it. Time to jump over.