After the villain boss hangs up

What happened later, Yan Haotian really didn't know, because at that time his consciousness and mental power had completely fallen into a closed state due to serious injuries.

When Yan Haotian woke up the next day, he found that he had neither died, nor was he in Qingyun Terrace, or locked up in some kind of dungeon by Ye Haoran.

He actually woke up in Qingyun's side peak, in his own room, on his own bed.

"hiss--"

When he sat up, Yan Haotian couldn't help frowning because of the wound caused by Ye Haoran's sword energy yesterday.

However, as long as you can't die, this kind of skin trauma will heal sooner or later, it's nothing at all.

Concentrating his mind, Yan Haotian began to observe his real situation now.

The undershirt he was wearing was obviously not the night gown he wore when he went to Qingyuntai yesterday.

As for the large and small wounds on his body, they have all been treated and medicated.

And this...is not what surprised Yan Haotian the most.

What really made Yan Haotian feel unbelievable was: Originally, yesterday, at the end, the spiritual power in his Dantian Linghai and the veins in his body should have been completely exhausted.

But now...

Looking at the ten spirit-filled pills in the spiritual sea, if Yan Haotian hadn't clearly remembered everything that happened yesterday before his consciousness was closed, he might really think that nothing happened yesterday.

There is also mental power, the mental power that has almost bottomed out in the first battle yesterday is also very full at this moment.

Moreover, I don't know if it's a blessing in disguise, but after what happened yesterday, Yan Haotian's cultivation has actually improved a lot at this moment, and he has faintly reached the realm of the middle stage of alchemy.

However, obviously, no matter how advanced he is, everything that happened to him cannot be done in one advanced stage, in one night.

So... who is it?

Yan Haotian couldn't help thinking in the bottom of his heart.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

The moment he was about to be killed by Ye Haoran yesterday, the white figure that appeared in front of him suddenly appeared in Yan Haotian's mind.

So... that white figure saved him yesterday?

The more he thought about it, the more Yan Haotian felt that there was such a possibility. Otherwise, what else could it be? Could it be that Ye Haoran suddenly lost his mind and couldn't think about it, so he sent him back, changed his clothes, and took medicine?

Tsk - what a joke.

However, who is that person?

A certain figure who was also dressed in snow-white and had once shocked Yan Haotian suddenly appeared in Yan Haotian's mind.

However, in the next second, Yan Haotian shook his head and denied it.

The master of Qingyuntai, will Ji Wuhan save him, or save him from his apprentice, this person who is suspected of trespassing on Qingyuntai to plot evil?

No matter how I think about it, there is no such possibility.

The last time he broke into Qingyun Terrace, the other party almost killed him with a palm. This time, goodbye, that Ji Wuhan participated in Ye Haoran's action to kill him, that was considered a noble character.

Rubbing his forehead, he really couldn't figure out who that mysterious person was, just like the mysterious person who lent him his spiritual power when he was advanced last time, Yan Haotian had no choice but to give up if he couldn't figure it out.

Anyway, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing at the moment, so he will accept it for the time being.

Thinking of this, Yan Haotian planned to get off the bed.

And at this moment, Chen De's voice suddenly came in from outside the door.

"Chen Guanshi, what's the matter?" Looking at Chen De at the door, Yan Haotian asked.

"Haha, why can't you come to visit me if you have nothing to do?" Chen De joked for the first time.

"Say something."

"Cough, well, that's how it is. I just received a notice from the head of the main peak, saying that the end of the sect's trial is ahead of schedule. All the disciples outside have received the news and returned to the sect as soon as possible. The competition will be held in seven days." Chen De resumed his seriousness and said.

The Qingyun Sect's sect trial and subsequent competitions have been advanced or postponed in the past, but there are reasons for everything. As for why this time it was advanced this time, it was advanced so much all of a sudden, Chen De I don't know.

Hearing Chen De's words, a dark light flashed across Yan Haotian's eyes instantly.

Subconsciously, he could guess that this time, Ye Haoran suddenly advanced the sect's competition, which may have something to do with him.

Then Ye Haoran is so sure that the one who trespassed on Qingyun Terrace yesterday was a disciple of his sect?And then eager to get rid of him?

Regarding this, Yan Haotian was slightly mocking.

"Hey, this competition is actually ahead of schedule, you must prepare well, don't take it lightly." With their expectations of the rise of the side peaks, before leaving, Chen De did not forget to give Yan Haotian a word of advice.

"Chen Guanshi, wait a moment."

"Is there a problem?"

"Yesterday...how did I come back?" After thinking about it, Yan Haotian asked in a deep voice.

There was no way, for the person who most likely rescued him yesterday... He couldn't help but care.

I thought that Chen De was the manager of Xifeng after all, if he heard something when he came back yesterday.Unexpectedly, after hearing Yan Haotian's words, Chen De's expression was rather bewildered.

"Come back? Did you go out yesterday?" Chen De asked back.

Isn't this person practicing in the room all the time?

"Cough, slip of the tongue, nothing."

"Oh, then practice hard." After speaking, Chen De left.

After Chen De left, he went back to the room again, looked at the room that was inexplicably empty, and frowned, Yan Haotian realized that there was something missing in the room.

He lost that guy Ji Ji.

Cough, to be precise, it was not lost, but returned.

Originally, Ji Ji should be Ji Wuhan's beast pet, but he just returned to Zhao with a perfect body yesterday, the little guy disappeared in the middle yesterday, he should have gone back to a place he is familiar with.

Thinking of this, Yan Haotian suddenly felt inexplicably upset.

At any rate, they have been together for several months. During this time, he has not tortured or abused him, and he has fed and drank well. He slapped his ass and left without even leaving a pinch of cat hair.

Originally, he thought about taking Ji Ji as a hostage, negotiating conditions with Ji Wuhan, and exchanging the prescription of Suppression Pill, but now it seems... he can only find another way.

Shaking his head, he sighed with emotion, "The cat is too big to stay", and when he returned to the room, Yan Haotian finally noticed a piece of engraved jade paper on the table.

"Rongyuan mental method?" Picking up the jade paper, Yan Haotian penetrated his spiritual power into it, and saw these big characters.

Recalling it, whether it was left by Di Yan, or among the things he got off from others at the bottom of Zhuxian Cliff, there is no one called "Rongyuan Xinfa".

Obviously, this is not his property, and, looking at the appearance of the piece of jade paper, it is obvious that the thoughts in it were recorded temporarily.

If I guessed correctly, it should have been left behind by the person who saved him last night.

Probably because he didn't feel the other party's malice, so Yan Haotian poured his spiritual power into the whole piece of jade paper without hesitation.

Yan Haotian's eyes lit up the moment he saw the mental method records in it.

This is actually a mental method that specifically talks about how to balance the spiritual power of multiple attributes, so as not to cause spiritual chaos and backlash due to conflicts in spiritual power attributes.

He could say that this thing was just very useful before he got the Suppression Pill and the spiritual roots of several other attributes in the sealed body?

If it hadn't been confirmed that Di Yan had no life-and-death acquaintances or immediate family members other than Yan Gong's subordinates, Yan Haotian couldn't help but wonder if Di Yan had some extremely close old friend secretly. Help him out.

Because he couldn't think of who it would be, in order not to let himself fall into a demon, Yan Haotian had no choice but to put this matter aside for the time being.

On the other hand, the disciple competition ten days later is a bit troublesome...

Ye Haoran's intention was obviously to take advantage of the opportunity that the entire Qingyun Sect, whether it was disciples or stewards, would appear to find out who trespassed on Qingyun Terrace last night.

At that time, everyone will naturally be carefully observed.

The troubles brought about by his identity as Emperor Yan have not been dealt with, but this is good, there is another trouble.

The house leak happened to rain all night...

Yan Haotian sighed.

Now it would be a good choice to leave Qing Yunzong directly, but, inexplicably, as if something was pulling him, Yan Haotian didn't want to leave for the time being.

"Forget it, let's take one step at a time." Shaking his head, Yan Haotian said to himself.

At this time, he finally noticed that the door to the side room was half open.

Walking to the side room, all you see is a bucket of water, and, obviously, it's still used water.

At this time, Yan Haotian also realized that besides being rubbed with wound medicine and changed his clothes, it seemed... that he also took a shower?

And all of this happened during the night when he lost consciousness.

If the mysterious person on the other side changed Yan Haotian's clothes and put on medicines, and these are barely understandable, then taking a bath...is the service too thoughtful?

Moreover, if the other party is a big boss, even if you want to help him take a bath, wouldn't it be over with a water system cleansing technique, and you still have to go to such trouble to fetch water to bathe him?

Moreover, since it has been washed, why not tidy it up.

Thinking of this, Yan Haotian sighed, and finally did it himself, drained the water in the tub, and cleaned it up by the way.