"That's not possible. You are a girl, you have to learn to cherish yourself."

Ye Lingling held Yang Yimo's white wrist, and a pure white light lit up at her fingertips. The breath of life continued to pour into the bloody wounds in her palm, fighting against the strange energy left by Jin Yanzhan.

Yang Yimo looked at Ye Lingling quietly. She was wearing a snow-white dress that was opposite to the night color, standing in the moonlight, with a little tenderness and tenderness.

"Thanks……"

At this moment, Yang Yimo suddenly felt that Ye Lingling was beautiful, but she didn't know what to say, so she just whispered to thank her.

Ye Lingling smiled, revealing her beautiful teeth, and her long naughty hair shaking in her ears: "I thank you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to enter the Wuhun Hall Team."

"That's the task Ling Bai gave me, what I have to do..."

In Yang Yimo's opinion, her responsibility is to protect Ye Lingling and Liu Yang from being selected into the team. It is her duty to block Jin Yanzhan, but Ye Lingling came here to treat her injuries at night, but this was not the case.

Ye Lingling smiled, and didn't say much, he treated Yang Yimo wholeheartedly. At the same time, the fragrance from his nose made Ye Lingling sigh:

She smelled so much, it was that faint intoxicating fragrance. I never thought that such a cold girl would have such a special fragrance.

Under the bright moonlight, two beautiful women, ink and snow-white, stood opposite each other.

After a long time, Ye Lingling held Yang Yimo's palm in front of her eyes and looked carefully. She found that the white and slender palm was as intact as before, and said with relief:

"After healing, don't force yourself to practice your guns in the future. Even if the soul master's physique is stronger than that of ordinary people, he will still leave secret injuries in your body. You are still young now, but when you get old one day..."

Listening to the gentle woman's nagging words, the ink-colored pupils that had always been cold were bent unconsciously, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

The first time she was so cared for by her peers.

Although Ye Lingling seemed to be a little bit long-winded, Yang Yimo didn't hate her.

"Remember?"

Finally, Ye Lingling asked in a worried manner.

"Remember."

Yang Yimo nodded. She was tall and slender, half a head taller than Ye Lingling. She also looked like a cold and noble lady on the outside, but in front of Ye Lingling, she actually looked like a well-behaved little animal.

Ye Lingling smiled with satisfaction, then she looked at the ink-colored eyes that were extremely compatible with the night color, and asked with a little nervous and curiosity:

"Can I ask, what is your relationship with Ling Bai?"

I am the beautiful girl under Ling Bai...

During the daytime battle, Ye Lingling remembered Yang Yimo's answer to Xu Yu's question deeply.

After asking, the gentle girl in snow-white clothes unconsciously clenched her pink fists, looking worried about gains and losses.

"You like him."

"Ahhh!"

The girl's thoughts were suddenly exposed, but she still exposed without warning. Ye Lingling's pretty face instantly rose and she waved her hand in a hurry: "I, I, I, just ask casually!"

"oh."

Yang Yimo's face was neither sad nor happy, making it impossible for her to know what she was thinking.

"What do you say!" Ye Lingling said coquettishly.

"He gave me a fairy-quality herb. I am the beautiful girl under his command. It's a very simple relationship and will not affect you two."

"I'm really just asking casually..."

Ye Lingling spoke softer and softer, until the sound was like a mosquito roaring.

"What do you like him?" Yang Yimo asked, her expression was very serious, as if she really wanted to know.

Ye Lingling has no friends in Wuhun City. Yang Yimo is the closest peer to besides Ling Bai. She also wants to talk to someone about some of her thoughts for a long time. She held her jaw and thought for a long time, saying:

"It doesn't seem to require any reason for anyone who likes. I just met the right person on the right occasion."

Ye Lingling left the Tiandou Royal Academy, which valued her extremely much, and chose to come to the Wuhun Hall from scratch. All this was for her to want to be with the person she liked.

"You like Ling Bai, how long will you like Ling Bai?" Yang Yimo looked at the night sky and asked softly.

Ye Lingling looked up, her bright pupils reflected in the moonlight, and her face was rarely expressionless, "I hope this time will last forever..."

As the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, there are too many beautiful girls around Ling Bai, Liu Yang, Yang Yimo, Hu Liena...

Originally, Ye Lingling was quite confident about her conditions, but she saw a girl who was better than the other. Each of them had a close relationship with Ling Bai, and her confidence gradually became less firm.

"I thought about it carefully. I didn't seem to know Ling Bai so well, and he never gave me time to understand him..."

Ye Lingling smiled self-deprecatingly, "Just because he illuminated me when I was most desperate, the silly girl fell in love with him foolishly."

Yang Yimo blinked and shook her head: "I can't understand, I haven't like anyone."

"Actually I'm scared."

Ye Lingling looked at the ink-colored eyes and was very serious: "When I first started to like someone, it was the time when I didn't know him the most.

For example, Ling Bai, he is super beautiful, and when he smiles, he looks like a beam of light that illuminates the darkness. His martial soul and soul power are also particularly excellent. He is one of the best geniuses in the mainland.

However, I don’t know when he is happy or sad. He is like a brand new book, making people eager to open what he wrote in Reading.

Maybe one day we went through thousands of sails together, and I finally opened his book, but the contents in the book did not seem to be what I expected. What should I do then..."

Looking at the girl's weak figure, Yang Yimo didn't know what was wrong with her, so she stretched out her hand and hugged her: "What kind of person do you hope to accompany her for the rest of your life in the future?"

Ye Lingling leaned on Yang Yimo's shoulder, smelling the faint fragrance that made people feel relieved, and a hint of longing appeared in her eyes: "The person who will accompany me for the rest of my life in the future must be the one who makes me believe that he will be with me forever.

As long as I think about it, he will always be with me. When I am afraid, even if no one can find him, I will definitely find him. When I wake up from a nightmare, I will never think about calling out his name."

But Ling Bai is not.

Yang Yimo looked up at the sky. At some point, the sky was covered with dark clouds, covering the stars and the moon.

Ling Bai is a controller. He will always stare quietly behind his back, observing everyone silently, looking at their joys, sorrows, and ghost tricks. There is no secret that he does not know, nor does he know human nature. He just deliberately keeps silent at times.

She gently hugged Ye Lingling's willow waist, with inexplicable expressions of ink-colored pupils...
Chapter completed!