Chapter Twelve: Spirit Pearl

  Ye Haishan's eyes narrowed, she suffered such a serious injury for whom, and still dared to yell at her, bastard!

  However, in order to go home, she tolerated him.

  Ye Hailan stumbled to her feet, her steps a bit unsteady, and staggered towards the Phoenix Tree. She lost her balance and fell onto Jun Wuhen's body, but she reflexively grabbed his clothes, preventing herself from falling over.

  You have no regrets, your hands are tied and unable to move, seeing her injured, weak, and hard to conceal a hint of heaviness. He was originally a cold-blooded person, the ancestor of the demon world, with a cold and ruthless nature, and few emotional fluctuations, but because she was injured, his anger was ignited.

  The petite girl, only reaching the chest of Jun Wu Hen, rested her small head against his chest and couldn't help but whisper, "It hurts so much!"

  As soon as the words came out, Ye Hailan was shocked and felt a few hints of coquetry in his tone. Except for Ye Chen and Ye Ningyuan, she had never been coquettish with other men before. Ye Hailan seemed to have been scalded by fire, she must be going crazy.

  Just as he was about to grab her chest, a cold voice suddenly rang out from above his head, "Don't move."

  Ye Haolan was slightly dazed from drinking and couldn't help but speak coldly, ordering, "Don't yell at me."

  You dare not scold or glare at her, instead you reverse the situation and she dares to talk back. Not just in the demon realm, but even in the underworld, there are hardly a few people who dare to talk back to him. Even in the divine realm, there are few who dare to confront him head-on, unless you want to be unable to reincarnate for eternity.

  To get out of trouble, he tolerated her for the time being, the arrogant girl.

  "There is a purse on my waist, you open it."

  Ye Haishan lowered her head, and indeed saw that he had a brocade pouch tied around his waist. On the pouch was embroidered a sacred lotus flower. Seeing the white lotus, her emotions fluctuated, and she furrowed her brow, suppressing the strange feeling in her heart. She opened it, and suddenly a bright light shot out from the pouch.

  It was a white spirit bead, emitting soft and gentle light.

  "I'll eat it." Jun Wuhen said, this Lingzhu was the inner elixir refined by the ancient divine beast, she took it down, not only could it rapidly improve her physique, but also help her to open up her meridians, enhance her strength, and cure the injury caused by the Lingluo Tower.

  More importantly, cure her congenital deficiency.

  He had already seen that the girl in front of him was missing one soul and three spirits, so she grew very slowly, and her strength was hard to improve. Taking this spiritual pearl could make up for the congenital deficiency caused by the loss of her soul and spirit.

  Such a spirit pearl, one of the top treasures in the entire universe, and he just gave it to her like that.