Shen Ping developed a fever in the middle of the night.

His cultivation base is low, his spiritual power is lacking, and the wind blows later, and he wakes up with a groggy head.

With a dry throat, Shen Ping went down barefoot to find some water to drink, but he didn't know that Chen Wang left a candle in the house when he left. He reached out to fumble on the table, and was burned unexpectedly, and the candle fell over .

There are many furnishings in the house, and most of them are wooden objects. The fire spread in a short time.

Shen Ping smelled the burning smell, walked out according to memory, and ended up plunging headfirst into the person's arms.

"Are you here?" Shen Ping touched the man's chest, "I'm sorry, I knocked down the candle, I..."

"It's okay." Chen Wang raised his hand to put out the fire, and walked out with Shen Ping in his arms, "Where is the injury?"

Shen Ping shook her head, "No."

Chen Wang looked up and down and didn't find any problems for the time being. He only thought that Shen Ping was really fine, and continued to walk out with the people.

"Where are you going?" The two walked for a long time, Shen Ping gradually felt the wind, the ground was not very flat, if it wasn't for Chen Wang holding him, he might have fallen down.

"Go down the mountain." Chen Wang said little, and stopped at the stone steps, "I'll carry you down."

Shen Ping broke away, "Why did you take me down the mountain?" His eyes were full of defense, "I won't go down."

"Your eyes can't be cured here, and your spiritual power..." Chen Wang also spent a lot of effort to get some news.

It's just that Shen Ping can't fully trust him.

"If you want to heal your eyes, you have to wait for senior brother to come back." Shen Ping backed away, resisting his contact very much.

Chen Wang had no choice but to take out one thing and stuff it into Shen Ping's palm.

"Hiss!" Shen Ping's hands trembled, revealing a black and blue palm.

"Injured just now?" Chen Wang clasped Shen Ping's wrist, healed Shen Ping with spiritual power, and then stared at that piece of skin, "Don't hide anything from me in the future."

Shen Ping remained silent, he didn't understand where this person's "self-acquaintance" came from.

Chen Wang knows that he has "crossed the line", but there is no reason to take back what he has said.

"This jade pendant was given to me by Chen Yan before he left. Besides this, you wouldn't believe anything else."

After Chen Wang finished speaking, he didn't say any more words. Now that the lie has been told, more cover-ups will only lead to loopholes.

After hearing this, Shen Ping frowned slightly, and rubbed it again in disbelief, "Is this jade pendant given to you by Chen Fen?" It was exactly the same as Chen Fen gave it to him that day, only the words on it were different.

"Yes." Chen Wang looked at him, "Can you trust me now?"

Shen Ping was still skeptical, since Chen Feng told him to find Lan Yu for something before he left, how could he give this person his own jade pendant in the end?

Isn't it an important token? Just give it to others casually like this?

Is this person... very trustworthy?

The more Shen Ping thought about it, the more strange it became. At this moment, Chen Wang grabbed his wrist, "If you want to restore your cultivation, follow me."

Shen Ping was silent, and the person said "recovery".

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There are many rivers in Xiqiao Town, and there are mostly hawkers on the banks. There are a few restaurants and inns standing among them.

"Ouch!" The drunkard in the blue sky walked crookedly, bumping into a passing person, and fell to the ground first.

"It hurts me to death, you don't have eyes in broad daylight!" The drunkard cursed, the wine jar in his hand shattered to the ground, the clear water and soil covered it, leaving only a faint smell of wine.

"I'm sorry." The man Yuzhang had a clear appearance, but his beautiful eyes were dull and lifeless.

"He's pretty, but he's blind!" The onlookers clicked their tongues, attracting more people to watch.

The drunkard on the ground slowly got up and muttered something dissatisfied, but seeing the man in front of him standing still, he tilted his head and took a closer look, "It was you who bumped into me...she looks beautiful... "

The obscene and evil eyes were so blatant, and the pair of claws looked like they were about to grab the person in front of them.

"Crack!" The man conjured a fan out of nowhere and knocked heavily on the drunkard's hand.

This blow was not indifferent, the drunkard covered his hands and cursed angrily, "You are so brave! Do you know who I am?!"

"I don't know." The man's thin lips parted lightly, "If you don't want to die, get out."

"Presumptuous!" The drunkard was so angry that he was about to rush up like this, but when the man raised his arms and stretched out his feet, the man fell to the ground and fell to the mud.

The man ignored him, turned around and left, but at this moment, the drunkard pulled out a stick from nowhere and hit the man head-on.

"Boom!"

"How did he make the move?" The onlookers didn't see clearly, they saw the drunkard fly out and hit the ground heavily.

"This person can't see, I didn't expect it to be so powerful."

"That's right, he doesn't look like an ordinary person, but he doesn't have a sword in his hand, nor does he have spiritual power, he doesn't look like a monk..."

"Who knows where the pampered young master came from? It is expected that the identity is not simple, but this time the one I have provoked is not easy to get along with... The Liang family is the most protective. This young master Liang has always been arrogant and domineering. Waiting for the wine over there... Waking up is a disaster."

"Just watch the excitement. These people have nothing to do with us. It doesn't matter if they are dead or alive."

With the man's departure, the lively crowd slowly dispersed.

And this person is Shen Ping, he casually threw the fan in his hand, followed the sound and slowly returned to the inn where he was resting, just in time to meet Chen Wang who came out to find him.

"Injured?" Chen Wang saw a little blood on Shen Ping's cuff, his eyes darkened.

"It's not my blood." Shen Ping went in with him, first changed his clothes, and washed his hands carefully, "There are very few monks here, and the spiritual power is not as good as that of Hopeless Peak. You said it can cure my eyes. is that true?"

Shen Ping went out for a walk, but found nothing unusual, but was unlucky to meet a drunkard.

"Wait another two days." Chen Wang didn't say much, leaving only this sentence and left.

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In the middle of the night, not long after Shen Ping closed her eyes, the door of the inn was kicked open, and a series of messy footsteps came.

Shen Ping sat up, put on her coat, the next moment the door was kicked open, a group of people broke in, and they were about to tie people up.

"What are you doing?" Shen Ping's face showed no fluctuation, as if he was chatting with someone.

"Did you fight with someone who was drunk during the day?" The leader held a knife in his hand and stared at the person in front of him, "You're still blind."

"He moved his hands." Shen Ping raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes were dark and lifeless, but everyone was startled.

"So what?" Shen Ping stood up, "Could it be that someone died?"

"Since you know, come with us!"

Shen Ping walked out of the room, although he couldn't see, he still looked to the next door.

Chen Wang is not there.

"What's the matter? Do you want to wait for someone to rescue you?" The leader gave him a sideways glance, "I'm afraid that your colleague has abandoned you."

"Let's go." Shen Ping was too lazy to talk nonsense with him.

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Today is Duan Xiaojun, happy 520 tomorrow!Well, it's all right... good night