Predecessors

Chapter 1 Indirect revenge

Lin Yi sat on the soft bed, clutching the sheets nervously.

"Uncle, when you first opened up the tendons, you may feel a little uncomfortable, but it will pass."

Wang Ji glanced at Bingke, and Bingke clearly built a solid barrier, isolating the outside world.

"Wait, let Mo Yu come in too." Wang Ji said suddenly.

Lin Yi looked at Wang Ji in surprise, he thought Wang Ji didn't like Mo Yu very much.

Bing Ke then let Mo Yu pass through the barrier.

Wang Ji glanced at Mo Yu, and said mockingly, "Since someone is trying to get in outside, it's better to let him in from the beginning, so as not to cause trouble."

Is it really?

Why do you need to know some spiritual power transmission techniques, the process of forcibly outputting spiritual power is tantamount to depleting the life of the exporter, even Wang Ji may not be able to survive it.He Needed carefully observed Wang Ji's face for a while, but did not find a trace of hesitation or flinch on his face.

However, deep down in his heart, perhaps he is not completely sure about this matter, otherwise he would not be generous enough to let himself in.

"Uncle, let's start." Wang Ji put her hands on Lin Yi's back, took a breath slowly, and poured spiritual power into Lin Yi's body continuously.

Wang Ji's movements were very soft, Lin Yi did not experience the pain as imagined, Lin Yi felt a warm air slowly melt into his body, washing every corner of his body like a clear spring.

"Uncle, are you okay?" Wang Ji shook her head, trying to overcome the dizziness in her head, he couldn't fall down at this moment.

"I'm fine, how about you?" Lin Yi felt a power slowly accumulating in his dantian, a powerful power that he had never had before, which made him feel both novel and excited.

Since Lin Yi turned his back to Wang Ji, he didn't realize that Wang Ji's face was as pale as paper at the moment.

But Bing Ke at the side had a panoramic view of all this, he couldn't bear to turn his eyes away.

He You watched all this silently, and a thought flashed in his mind: Wang Ji was in an extremely weak state at this time, which provided him with an excellent opportunity to strike.As long as he can successfully dismiss Bingke, then...

Why must he make up his mind, he quietly moved to Bingke's side, "General Bingke, Liu Zhuangyuan's complexion is so ugly, can you make it through?"

Bing Ke said, "Auspicious people have their own celestial features."

He Xu said, "I remember that Yutu hid a lot of precious fairy grass in the storage room of the Moon Palace. If you can give Liu Zhuangyuan one after the transmission is over, it may be of great help."

Bingke patted his thigh, "Why didn't you say earlier, go get it quickly, this fairy grass may be his life-saving grass!"

He need to say helplessly, "But, I'm just a servant, and I don't have the right to use such precious herbs for others without permission."

"Really, you watch here, I'll get it." Bingke finished speaking, and hurriedly left the barrier.

At this moment, the transmission is also drawing to a close.

Wang Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and poured the last trace of spiritual power into Lin Yi's body.He was like an exhausted oil lamp, slowly losing the last bit of brilliance in his life.

"Are you ready?" Lin Yi couldn't help asking when he felt the hands of the people behind him withdraw from his body.

Wang Ji didn't answer him, he didn't even have the strength to speak now.

Suddenly, the sound of a heavy object hitting the bed board resounded in the empty room, making Lin Yi's heart skip a beat.

Lin Yi felt something was wrong, he turned his head stiffly, and found that the person behind him had fallen down.

"what happened to you?"

Wang Ji glanced at him, and he opened his lips, wanting to tell Lin Yi that he was fine and that he would be fine after a night of sleep.

Lin Yi stroked his bloodless lips, and understood everything, "You lied to me, didn't you? The transmission of spiritual power is not as easy as you said."

Looking at Lin Yi's grief-stricken expression, why should he forcefully suppress the sadness in his heart, he knew this was his best chance.

He need to walk forward slowly and put his hands on Lin Yi's back. He was going to let Lin Yi fall into a deep sleep first, so that he could do it himself. "Are you OK?"

Lin Yi slapped his hand away like a frightened bird. His palm contained powerful spiritual power, and He Xu was thrown three meters away, "Go away!"

He Xu clutched his chest in disbelief, he didn't dare to step forward easily, now Lin Yi was like a wounded little beast on the verge of eruption.

Bing Ke held the hard-fried herbs and pushed open the door of the room.He looked at the silent atmosphere in the room, and he put the herbs on the table beside him, somewhat at a loss.

Lin Yi looked at Bing Ke viciously, "You already knew that, didn't you!"

Bingke hurriedly wanted to make some amends, "This is a medicine made from fairy grass, drink it quickly, maybe it will save him a breath."

"How do I know the medicine didn't harm him?"

Bing Ke has never felt so useless, "I swear to you in the name of the leader of the Bing family army, this medicine is definitely a good medicine, my ancestor, please let him drink it quickly."

Lin Yi knew that this was not a time to get angry, so he took the soup and slowly poured it down for Wang Ji.

After about a quarter of an hour, Wang Ji finally opened her eyes.His complexion was still very pale, but it was much better than before.

Bing Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that Wang Ji's life was saved.

Lin Yi quickly asked, "How do you feel now?"

"Uncle, I'm really fine." Wang Ji smiled, her blue eyes fixed on the person in front of her.

Lin Yi sighed, "Most of your cultivation is gone, do you know what that means?"

Wang Ji said, "This means that I have succeeded. Uncle, you don't have to feel sad about this. This is what I wish for. Now that you have the ability to protect yourself, I can feel more at ease."

Lin Yi was still annoyed by Wang Ji's self-assertion, "You have become so weak now that even I can knock you down. Do you really not regret it?"

Wang Ji said, "Uncle, let you be proud for a while. Believe me, I will soon be better than before."

"You'd better take care of your body first. There's no rush for cultivation."

Seeing that the task was completed, Bing Ke prepared to close the door and leave quietly.

"Wait." Lin Yi found a letter from the innermost drawer and threw it on Bing Ke, "Take this letter."

"This is?"

The corners of Lin Yi's mouth twitched, "This is the handwriting given to you by the master of Yuning Palace. You can go back and find a place where there are no people and read it slowly."

Lin Yi still couldn't completely let go of Wang Ji and Bing Ke's deception.He can forgive Wang Ji, but it doesn't mean he can completely forgive Bing Ke.

It's better to let Bingke drink the bitter fruit alone, and take this farewell letter as his indirect revenge.