An Bulang began to treat Ji Yinyin.

Ji Yinyin's injuries were serious, mainly to her bones and internal organs.

Of course, this injury is very serious to a mortal, but in An Bulang's eyes, it is still a trivial matter.

"An Bulang...I...am I going to die?" Ji Yinyin opened her eyes and said angrily, "I know my own body is getting weaker and weaker. Tell me honestly, am I going to die?"

It’s no longer possible…”

An Bulang looked at Ji Yinyin on the bed speechlessly: "I didn't say anything, so you sentenced yourself to death?"

Ji Yinyin grabbed An Bulang's sleeve, and squeezed out an ugly smile on her ugly face: "An Bulang, thank you, thank you for standing up for me. I never thought that there would be a man who could

To provoke a behemoth like Yunjian Sect for me..."

"You are my hero!"

Ji Yinyin looked at An Bulang stupidly and said in an affectionate tone: "An Bulang, I like you!!"

Boom!

An Bulang's whole body trembled.

He was actually confessed...

An Bulang looked at the shy girl on the bed, her face was green and black, and she was as cute as a star. Her eyes, one big and one small, were shining brightly, and her crooked mouth was tightly pursed, looking at him affectionately.

My first confession of love was actually taken away by her?

"It's... who gave you the courage..." An Bulang's hands were trembling.

"It's death that gives me the courage. I'm going to die anyway, so I can't hold back my words." The girl stared at An Bulang and said word by word, "I, Ji Yinyin, only love you, An Bulang, in this life!!"

"Hiss..." An Bulang's scalp went numb.

Since he came to earth, he has never been intimidated by anyone, but this time, he was really shocked.

"Cough cough cough..." Ji Yinyin seemed to be too excited, coughed violently, curled up suddenly, and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Upon seeing this, An Bulang immediately cast a healing spell to treat the injuries in her body.

"I'm about to die, but I have one wish that I never had time to realize..." Ji Yinyin spoke with difficulty.

"What wish?" An Bulang asked casually.

"My first kiss is still there, and I want to dedicate it to you." Ji Yinyin said.

An Bulang glanced at the crooked and pale lips, and couldn't help but said: "I have done so much for you, and this is how you repay kindness with hatred?"

Ji Yinyin's eyes became wet.

"An Bulang! I've made the pig's feet soup!" Ji Hongxue ran in with a bowl of soup in her hands.

An Bulang stood up silently: "It's hopeless. Let's wait to die. Say goodbye."

Snap...

The porcelain bowl cracked.

Pig's trotter soup spilled all over the floor.

Finally, after Ji Hongxue's pleading and Ji Yinyin's suggestion that she might be able to rescue him, An Bulang finally agreed to try again, on the condition that Ji Yinyin shut up.

Ji Hongxue readily accepted An Bulang's conditions, but was afraid that Ji Yinyin would make a mistake, so she stuffed Ji Yinyin's mouth with a towel.

Ji Yinyin made a "woo woo woo" sound throughout the whole process, like a girl who had suffered tragic persecution.

An Bulang felt a pain in her head. God was being persecuted. It was me who was obviously saving her! How bad it was to be misunderstood by others for making such a sound!

Green fluorescence formed on An Bulang's fingertips, and when he lightly touched the other person's abdomen, an energy containing extremely powerful healing power began to blend into the other person's body, turning into fine surgical lines.

Ji Yinyin's broken internal organs were repaired.

This is the high-level healing technique that An Bulang can currently perform, Thousand Threads of Spring Hand, which can turn spiritual energy into countless thin spiritual threads, repair damaged areas in the body, and release energy that makes cells extremely active and divide, accelerating wounds.

heal.

Although Ji Hongxue didn't know what happened, she could feel that Ji Yinyin's energy and blood began to become full, and the painful look on her face gradually relaxed. In her opinion, the almost hopeless injury was in An Bulang's hands.

Really come back to life!

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

But suddenly, An Bulang felt something strange in Ji Yinyin's body.

A strange hot current was actually colliding with his spiritual energy.

He was trying to maintain the stability of the thin lines of spiritual energy when, from another direction, a cold force suddenly froze his thin lines of spiritual energy, making his thin lines of spiritual energy sluggish. Then the heat flow melted his thin lines of spiritual energy.

.

An Bulang took a breath, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"What's wrong?" Seeing An Bulang's expression was different, Ji Hongxue became worried.

"It's okay, I don't believe it anymore. I can't cure you, a little prodigal!" An Bulang's face showed a fierce look.

Ji Yinyin: "Woooooooo..."

Ji Hongxue: "..."

Is there something wrong with the style of painting?

Boom!

A terrifying momentum exploded.

An Bulang used all his strength to condense the Thousand Silk Spring Hand, turning it into thousands of thin threads of spiritual energy, which entered Ji Yinyin's body.

Heat and cold hit again.

But this time, An Bulang's spiritual energy thin threads are a hundred times harder than before, and they are still strong after being struck by countless blows, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south!

Half an hour later.

An Bulang leaned against the bed, panting.

Ji Hongxue stretched out her white and delicate hands and put them on his shoulders, kneading them hard.

"Ji Yinyin has really fully recovered?" Ji Hongxue asked again in disbelief.

An Bulang pointed at Ji Yinyin, who looked comfortable and grateful: "Do you think she looks like a seriously injured person now?"

"I used thin spiritual energy threads to repair the ruptured internal organs and broken bones. I also stimulated the activity of cells in her body. Then she will eat well and sleep well, and she will be fully recovered in less than ten days!"

Ji Yinyin sat up and rushed towards An Bulang: "Brother Bulang, let me squeeze it for you!"

"I don't want it, go away!" An Bulang was so frightened by Ji Yinyin's initiative that he threw himself into Ji Hongxue's arms.

"An! No! Lang! Don't go too far!"

Ji Hongxue was massaging, and An Bulang's head suddenly rushed in front of her, making it impossible to hide.

An Bulang quickly shrank his head.

Ji Yinyin looked shy: "Brother Bulang, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid Yinyin would be dead by now. Your great kindness and kindness cannot be repaid by Yinyin. From now on, Yinyin will be your brother Bulang..."

"Hiss..." An Bulang took a breath of cold air.

Ji Hongxue's hand massaging An Bulang stopped and her mouth opened wide enough to fit a whole apple.

How the hell is this a promise of your own body?!

Although she knew that her younger sister actually had a stronger personality and was brave enough to act, she really didn't expect that she would actually dare to say it...

This time, not only An Bulang thought of that word.

Ji Hongxue also thought of it.

That word is called: repay kindness with hatred.

"I know I'm ugly...it will be embarrassing if you take me out..." Ji Yinyin bit her lower lip tightly, the inferiority complex and sadness in her eyes flashed away, and she still stubbornly fought for it, "Yinyin can wear a mask! That way!

No one will ever say I’m ugly!”

An Bulang fell silent.

Ji Hongxue thought An Bulang would be angry and was about to speak to ease the atmosphere.

An Bulang suddenly said: "Do you really want to follow me?"

Ji Yinyin nodded seriously.

"Why?" An Bulang asked again.

"Out of all the people I know, apart from Sister Hongxue, you are the only one who doesn't dislike me for being ugly." Ji Yinyin said.

"No, I dislike it." An Bulang said solemnly.

Ji Yinyin: "..."

Ji Hongxue: "..."

Ji Yinyin took a deep breath and smiled uglyly: "But I know you don't hate me. Because of my living environment, I actually have a strong sense of the hidden emotions of people around me."
To be continued...