Chapter 27 The Amazing Deal

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Yunsheng's children's shoes once again ignored the fact that she was only six years old.

The next moment, she understood why Ye Beiming acted like this.

The sound of pushing the door came.

In the middle of the night, the only one who can walk freely in the Dharma Temple is the Great Demon Director Yang.

I think he saw the lights in Ye Beiming's room.

In the middle of the night, a dry and thin middle-aged man broke into the room of a young lady?

When the old gray wolf meets the injured arrogant little fox?

Yun Sheng's mind was full of sex, but she was unconscious and didn't think about what she was doing in the middle of the night, a six-year-old girl hiding in the bed of a ten-year-old Xiao Zhengtai.

Ye Beiming's bed was not big, and it was already very cramped to accommodate two people.

Ye Beiming had just finished treating his injuries, and his upper body had already been stripped naked by Yun Sheng.

When Yun Sheng was thinking wildly, he moved slightly and carefully avoided Ye Beiming's smooth abdominal muscles.

When she was taking poison and blood just now, she discovered that Ye Beiming looked slender and handsome, but his muscles were very strong, and he didn't look like a ten-year-old boy at all.

"Injured? Demonic beast?" Yang Da Magi glanced at the bloody clothes Ye Beiming threw on the ground.

I have been to Ye Beiming in the Yuewu Mountains many times, and every time I went in and out safely, I have never been so embarrassed as tonight.

Ye Beiming turned to the side, tucked the quilt down naturally, and covered Yun Sheng's restless eyes.

He pretended to be lying on the bed and said casually: "There was a conflict with several hunters, including summoners and war beasts."

Hunters are professionals who retry all kinds of assassination, hunting and even various tasks on Wuji Continent. Most of them are composed of several types of people, warriors above the great martial artist, great wizards and even summoners.

Most of them belong to different hunting regiments, and they are more skilled than the Great Martial Master.

It was a miracle that Ye Beiming was able to escape with serious injuries under the siege of several adult hunters.

The poisonous wound on his abdomen seemed to be the work of the hunter summoner's beast.

"The wound has been treated?" Yang Da Magi's tone was icy cold, without a trace of temperature.

The relationship between the two is not like the communication between the master and the apprentice, but rather a kind of…

Yun Sheng pondered, and couldn't tell what the relationship between Ye Beiming and Yang Da Magi was.

"I applied some hemostatic flowers," Ye Beiming frowned slightly, the little wild cat under him moved restlessly, he could feel her delicate nose rubbing against his chest.

Noticing that something was wrong with Ye Beiming, Yang Da Mo took a step forward and said as he walked, "Let me see."

Seeing that he was about to open the quilt first, Yun Sheng's heart jumped out of his throat, who was hiding below.

"Are you looking for the man?" Ye Beiming suddenly tensed up and pushed away the Yang Da Magi with one hand.

Yun Sheng didn't take precautions, the bridge of his nose hit his wound, and the wound just stopped the blood from bursting open, and the warm blood slid down against Yun Sheng's cheek.

A hand quickly reached into the quilt, and quickly wrote a few words on Yun Sheng's back: "Don't make a sound."

After hearing these words, Great Demon Director Yang stopped his hand that wanted to test Ye Beiming, and he laughed dryly: "How is it possible, you are my apprentice, what good will it do to me if you hurt you?"

"Perhaps, you don't want them to kill me, you just want to test me, how far my strength is? Don't worry, I promise to give you my magic soul, as long as you can heal my eyes," Ye said. The blood on Beiming's body had soaked the quilt.

Yun Sheng could smell the strong smell of blood.

Spirit of law? Eye?

Yun Sheng suddenly widened his eyes.

Their conversation was very strange, why she was confused and didn't understand what they were talking about for a long time.

"Yes, that is our agreement. As long as I cure your eyes, you will hand over your magic soul, the unparalleled magic soul in the world. Five years have passed, and there is only one last step left in my magic circle. If you can find a two-hundred-year-old Warcraft Soul Stone, I can cure your eyes," Yang Da Magi became excited, his eyes full of excitement.

"I will abide by the agreement, find the 200-year-old beast soul stone, and get out of my room immediately," Ye Beiming felt dizzy for a while, he gritted his teeth, and took the last breath of vindictiveness.

He knew very well that Magus Yang was extremely cruel. If he couldn't hold it, he fell down, hid in the bed, and overheard Yun Sheng's shocking secrets, and he would have to die.

"Then you have a good rest, I'll be waiting for your soul stone," Yang Da said with a smile, and he has long been surprised by Ye Beiming's presumptuousness.

Geniuses are often arrogant and unruly.

Ye Beiming was a genius, but he couldn't escape his grasp.

Being taken down, Yun Sheng was taken aback by the conversation between the two.

Swap sights with souls?

It was not until the Great Demon Director Yang left the room that Ye Beiming finally lost his strength and passed out for the second time.

This one was in a coma, and he didn't wake up until the middle of the night.

The first reaction when he woke up, he habitually touched the pillow, and there was always a sword beside his pillow.

His movements were too large, pulling the wound, and he couldn't help groaning.

"If you don't want to die, just move again and drink this bowl of brown sugar water," Yun Sheng opened his eyes and changed the wet cloth on Ye Beiming's forehead.

After Yang Da Magui left, Ye Beiming was exhausted and lost a lot of blood. He had a high fever for a while. It was thanks to Yun Sheng that he helped him to dissipate heat in time. Otherwise, he would not die and burn out his brain.

"What the hell is that, I don't eat sweets," Ye Beiming smelled a hint of sweetness and turned his head in disgust.

But the next moment, the bridge of his tall nose was pinched by a pair of soft hands, and the rim of the hard bowl hit his teeth unceremoniously. Yun Sheng squeezed Ye Beiming's nose and forced a big bowl of brown sugar. All the salt water was poured in.

"Little wild cat, do you dare to give me medicine? You know I am!" Ye Beiming, like a little wolf with fried fur, grabbed Yun Sheng's collar and was about to attack.

"I'm saving your life, I don't care what dirty business you have with that great wizard Yang. I, Yun Sheng's subordinates, have never had a patient who can't be saved. If you want to have a chance to see your mother again, the next In a few days, what will I feed, what will you eat!" Yun Sheng was not panicking, but his lips turned over, crisp and sweet.

After she finished speaking, Ye Beiming's hand stopped, and he said dully: "How do you know my mother, I..."

"You talked nonsense when you had a high fever, shouted for your mother for several hours, and still held my hand. You are better than me, my mother, who died a long time ago," Yun Sheng pouted and said casually.

There was silence in the room, and a suspicious look appeared on Ye Beiming's handsome face.

He said softly, "Sorry."

"Don't worry, everything you said last night was all nonsense, and what I heard was nonsense, and I wouldn't say a word," Yun Sheng understood, knowing too much would be short-lived.

She checked Ye Beiming's wound, and after confirming that it had initially healed, she quietly sneaked back home before dawn.

After Yun Sheng left, Ye Beiming sat on the bed as if he was in a state of tranquility.

He took out an exquisite ring from his body, which was a storage ring.

In the ring, there are several soul stones, one of which is a 200-year-old beast soul stone.