Chapter 30: Blood fate.

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Ye Yunlan lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

The other party was sitting on the stone bed with his black hair hanging down. His upper body clothing had been removed and his chest wounds were bandaged layer by layer. His body lines were smooth and healthy.

It's just that the face was ordinary, something that would be difficult to identify when placed in a pile of people. However, his eyes were narrow and long, showing a fierceness that was difficult to hide.

He didn't comment on this person's claim of being, "Gu Xuan". He only responded: "You are badly hurt, you should not be up and walking around. You still need to recuperate for two days. After two days, with your body, you will be able to move freely."


A wounded cultivator would usually have to recuperate for at least ten to fifteen days, but the other party firmly said that he would be able to move freely in two days. Gu Xuan didn't know if this person had already seen through his origin, but he was silent for a while. "Thank you for saving me. ....can I know your name?"

"Ye Yunlan."

Gu Xuan was slightly startled.

"Yunlan..." He murmured the name, with complex emotions passing quickly in his eyes. He wanted to speak, but heard Ye Yunlan say: "We are strangers who just came together by chance, just call me Daoist Ye."


"...Daoist Ye." Gu Xuan pursed his lips. He was a little dissatisfied with the distant name, but with his current situation, he really didn't have the right to say anything more.


Ye Yunlan took out a red jade from his sleeve. He leaned slightly, and handed it to Gu Xuan, "This jade order fell from you when I saved you. Here."

Following his movements, the two of them closed the distance.

A few strands of long black hair slipped from his shoulders. His long eyelashes drooped like wings. His face was indifferent like an iceberg, but there was still a splash of beauty.


Gu Xuan stopped his breathing. He didn't even have time to pay attention to what Ye Yunlan handed over. He was just thinking that it was too similar.


He was seventy percent like his mother.

It's just that the lips of the person in front was a bit thinner, the bridge of his nose was a bit firmer, his eyes were a bit narrower and longer and his complexion was paler. So pale that it even showed some...sickness.

These years...has he not been doing well?

Gu Xuan couldn't help thinking.

Ye Yunlan frowned slightly when he saw that he hadn't answered for a long time. "Daoist?"

Gu Xuan recovered and took the Crimson Jade Order from the other party's hand. This token was the identity token of the Yaori imperial family and was created with Primordial Chalcedony. However, there was a deceptive array on the token, so he was not worried about Ye Yunlan being able to guess his identity with it.

Only when he received the token and touched the ice-like temperature of the other party's fingertips, he couldn't help but ask: "What Daoist Ye cultivates is ice elemental techniques?"


Ye Yunlan: "Why ask that?"

Gu Xuan also knew that the question was very abrupt. However, he was accustomed to the fact that once he said something, he couldn't take it back: "The body temperature of cultivators of the ice elemental is colder than that of ordinary people. I just touched Daoist Ye's hand and couldn't help but have this question."

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