Catch a fairy to be your husband

There was a wound on Ling Ye's slender right index finger that was continuously bleeding. Seeing the bright red liquid flow down Ling Ye's fingertips onto the table, he frowned nervously and heartbroken during the day.

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, I didn't expect you to reach out..." Bai Tian explained in a panic, not knowing why he knew it was a trivial injury, but seeing the dripping blood, his heart ached. But was slightly stung.

"It's okay, it's nothing." Ling Ye said calmly.

"Let me bandage it for you!" Tiantian was impatient, so he got up and went out to find Zhou Cheng for gauze.

Seeing going out during the day, Ling Ye sighed helplessly. To be honest, it was just a scratch on his finger, which was not really an injury.

Furthermore, this small wound can be completely healed as long as he uses a little spiritual power, so there is no need to bandage it.

However, seeing that he was in such a hurry to go out during the day, Ling Ye looked at his fingers in a daze, and finally sighed inaudibly.

Forget it, he was too nervous during the day, since it's okay to shed so much blood, just wait for the day to come over and bandage him, it's not a waste of the day's effort.

As a result, Ling Ye could only sit silently and wait for the day. When he saw the bronze mirror he had thrown aside in a hurry, Ling Ye reached out to pick it up.

When picking up the bronze mirror, a little blood on Ling Ye's fingers accidentally stained the mirror, Ling Ye frowned slightly, turned around and went to the side of the kang to get a tissue.

When Ling Ye took out two paper towels to wipe the blood on the bronze mirror, he unexpectedly found that the bronze mirror was as clean as ever, without any trace of blood on it.

Ling Ye frowned in some doubts, thought for a while, and deliberately placed his injured finger on the bronze mirror, the blood dripped slowly along the finger joints, smashing blood-colored florets on the bronze mirror one drop or two.

But very quickly, these flower-like drops of blood shrank smaller and smaller, as if something in the mirror was sucking it in, and soon there was not even a trace left.

Seeing this strange phenomenon, Ling Ye's eyes became more thoughtful. In order to verify his inner thoughts, Ling Ye dripped blood on the bronze mirror again, and these blood drops disappeared after a while.

Ling Ye raised his eyebrows in surprise, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes. He stretched out his thumb and deliberately pinched the wound, and immediately more blood dripped onto the mirror.

"Ling Ye, what are you doing?" Tian Tian walked over with gauze and anti-inflammatory drugs, and when he saw Ling Ye's self-mutilating actions, he was immediately surprised and reprimanded.

Ling Ye didn't say a word, just stared at the bronze mirror on the table in a daze, striding over during the day, grabbed Ling Ye's injured hand, picked up a ball of cotton wool and covered the wound.

"Ling Ye, what are you doing? You don't think there's enough blood flow, do you?" Bai Tian cast a reproachful glance at Ling Ye, pressed the cotton wool in his hand slightly on the wound, and saw that the blood was gradually being absorbed. Stopped, immediately took the anti-inflammatory powder and sprinkled it on it, then picked up the gauze and carefully wrapped Ling Ye's fingers.

Dressing up Ling Ye's wound, looking at Ling Ye who was still silent, his eyes widened involuntarily during the day, "Ling Ye, you..."

I still wanted to chatter during the day, but Ling Ye suddenly interrupted me, "Where did you get your bronze mirror during the day?"

"Eh? Bronze mirror?" Although Ling Ye interrupted the topic, he still replied during the day, "It's a family heirloom, it's the same as that mahogany sword. Didn't I tell you that!"

After finishing speaking, Bai Tian said anxiously again: "Don't disturb the topic, say, what were you doing just now?"

"Didn't you find anything wrong?" Ling Ye glanced at the fingers that had been bandaged in the daytime, a warm color flashed in his eyes, and then took the bronze mirror in his hand to examine it carefully.

"What's wrong?" Bai Tian was puzzled, not knowing what Ling Ye meant.

"Think about it carefully!" Ling Ye didn't directly tell Bai Tian the answer, but gave Bai Tian a hint.

Seeing Ling Ye's fingers tapping on the surface of the bronze mirror, Bai Tian tilted his head in a daze to think, staring at the bronze mirror for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed, "Blood, why is there no blood on the bronze mirror? I just clearly Saw you drip blood from your finger on the mirror."

"Yes, I dripped blood on the mirror, but the blood disappeared." Ling Ye raised his eyes, looked at the daytime and said meaningfully.

"What, what's going on here?" During the day, he was stunned, unable to figure it out, so he looked at Ling Ye and asked, "Ling Ye, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"Your bronze mirror is weird!"

"And then?" asked Bai Tian.

"..." Faced with such a straightforward question during the day, Ling Ye didn't know what to say for a while.

Seeing that Ling Ye was silent, he cleared his throat in embarrassment during the day, and said, "You mean my bronze mirror can suck blood?"

"You can say that." Ling Ye nodded.

"Then, are there any other questions besides this? Or, does the bronze mirror have any special reaction after it sucks blood?" asked Bai Tian.

"This is really not there." Ling Ye frowned. To be honest, he was also a little puzzled about this. According to common sense, there must be other reactions when this kind of weirdness appeared on the bronze mirror, but until now the bronze mirror has not the slightest. changes.

"Hey, forget it. Let's study the question of why the bronze mirror sucks blood another day. What we should worry about now is how to use your secret method to go back in time." Bai Tian sighed dejectedly.

However, a seemingly random sentence during the day reminded Ling Ye. Putting the bronze mirror on the table, Ling Ye sat cross-legged, with his hands crossed in front of his chest in a mysterious and special shape, and at the same time he closed his eyes and muttered something. .

Soon, a faint halo appeared around Ling Ye's body, and the halos on Ling Ye's hands became brighter and brighter, finally forming a golden aura.

This group of spiritual light was like the sun in the sky, golden and dazzling. Feeling the formation of this huge force, Ling Ye slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, Ling Ye changed the posture he was holding into another form.

Then his eyes were concentrated, his expression was steadfast, and a strange language was quickly spoken in his mouth.

As Ling Ye's deep voice spread in the air, the aura condensed in Ling Ye's hands gradually condensed, and finally turned into a small ball of light, round and shiny like a night pearl.

"Go!" Ling Ye overlapped his palms upwards, and the ball of light floated in the air above Ling Ye's palm. Following Ling Ye's order, the ball of light quickly flew towards the bronze mirror on the table. .

The ball of light collided with the surface of the bronze mirror, and immediately shattered and scattered. The dots of golden light implied huge spiritual power, and gradually dissipated in the air.

"It's still useless, and you've wasted so much spiritual power." Seeing that the bronze mirror still didn't respond, Tiantian sighed a bit regretfully.

After these two days, whenever Ling Ye did this, Tian Tian knew that Ling Ye was starting the method of opening the Kunlun Mirror.

However, after so many attempts, Ling Ye expended a lot of energy, but was still unsuccessful.

Seeing so much spiritual power dissipating into nothing like this, I really couldn't bear it during the day, so I couldn't help sighing: "Ling Ye, I think this may not work, why don't we apologize to Cheng Xiujuan, and don't force it Is it really not possible, I will accompany you to enter the underworld again, I believe that the souls of those people must be tortured in hell, maybe Cheng Xiujuan will be able to think about it after seeing that scene."

It's not that he gave up lightly during the day, he was also full of energy during the day, and he was not afraid of failing again and again.

It's just that every attempt needs to consume a lot of Ling Ye's spiritual power and energy. During the day, I was very worried that going on for a long time would cause damage to Ling Ye's body.

Once the spiritual power formed by using this secret method is dispersed, it is impossible to gather it again, so every failure is to dissipate Ling Ye's hard-earned cultivation base in vain, and I really can't bear to look at it during the day.

Seeing that the bronze mirror had no response, Ling Ye also hesitated a little. Just when Ling Ye was thinking about whether he should continue to try, he suddenly saw a dim light flashing away on the surface of the bronze mirror.

"There is a reaction!" Ling Ye said in a concentrated voice, with a rare hint of excitement in his voice.

"What?" Bai Tian was stunned for a moment and asked anxiously.

"Bronze mirror, there was a flash of light just now." Ling Ye said with deep eyes.

"Really?" Bai Tian looked over in surprise, but saw nothing, and couldn't help but doubt: "No, Ling Ye, you must have been delusional and mistook the light for the light from the bronze mirror."

"No, that light is not the same as the lamp." Ling Ye shook his head, affirming.

"But there's nothing on it now?" He looked at Ling Ye during the day, and then looked down at the bronze mirror, with a somewhat dazed expression.

"I'll try again." Ling Ye said with a dignified expression, his eyes sharp.

"No!" Tiantian stopped immediately, and stretched out his hands to draw a big cross on his chest, "You have tried many times today, and you have consumed enough spiritual power, and your fingers were injured, bleeding so much Too much blood, if you try again, your body will not be able to bear it.”

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

"That won't work either!" Bai Tian had a firm attitude, and directly picked up the bronze mirror and stuffed it into the knapsack on the kang, "Let's rest first, we will try again tomorrow."

Helpless, Ling Ye had no choice but to compromise, "Okay!"

"Well, that's right!" Bai Tian nodded deeply, took a rag to wipe off the blood stained on the small table, and picked up the cut honeydew melon, "Wait a minute, I'll cut the honeydew melon Bring it over to you."

"I'll go." Ling Ye sat up from the kang, making a gesture to go down to the ground.

"No, you have an injury on your hand, it's inconvenient, let me do it!" Tiantian naturally reached out to stop Ling Ye, quickly took the honeydew out, sat at the table in the room and carefully picked up the honeydew Cut into pieces and serve on a plate.

After cutting a plate full of fruit pulp, he happily brought the plate to Ling Ye during the day, "Come, eat!"

Honeydew melon is very sweet, but in fact Ling Ye doesn't like this kind of sweet and greasy food, but seeing him eating happily during the day, Ling Ye can't help but feel his appetite improve.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two of them was extraordinarily warm. Looking at Bai Tian's brows and eyes, with joy and contentment, Ling Ye couldn't help but look soft, and his heart seemed to be touched.