Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 486 Reunion in the Human World, Young Master Yan’s Fury [2 More - s]

Chapter 486: 486 Reunion in the Human World, Young Master Yan’s Fury [2 More Chapters]

Hua Yingyue actually had no clear idea of what the situation was now.

Because she remembered that, after receiving Yan Wang Hejia’s message, the enemy’s army had already pressed upon the borders of the Eastern Wilderness.

She had first made arrangements for a portion of the Eastern Wilderness Army to move the city’s populace to a safe place, while she led the remaining soldiers to resist the enemy.

And at that time, Hua Yingyue already clearly knew that this battle was unwinnable and that she was bound to die.

Thus, the only thing she could do was to use her life to hold off the enemy as much as possible, to buy more time for others.

Hua Yingyue didn’t know whether this would allow others to come up with a strategy to save Shenzhou, but as King Qin, as long as she wasn’t dead, the enemy would definitely not set foot in the Eastern Wilderness.

She had died, but she had no regrets.

As a commander, a Royal Noble tasked with defending a territory, she was to die, it had to be in an upright and dignified manner on the battlefield.

As for what happened after death, she wouldn’t know.

But what was going on now?

Hua Yingyue turned her head again, her gaze sweeping across the tall buildings in the water, a strange ripple surfacing in her eyes.

Everything her eyes touched was novel and unheard of, unseen before.

This... was this truly the East Desolate City that she once defended?

Could it be that she had come to the eighteenth layer of Hell, and this environment was also created by the eighteenth layer of Hell for her?

Hua Yingyue shook her head, suppressing the many doubts in her heart, and turned back to look at Ye Wanlan, her expression suddenly changing, "Your injuries are severe, I should take you for treatment first."

Saying so, she stretched out her hand, intending to carry the girl by the waist.

But the next second, her hands passed straight through Ye Wanlan’s body without making any contact.

Hua Yingyue suddenly froze, staring at her own hands, her thoughts coming to a standstill.

She indeed had entered Yama Hall, and her current state was just a spirit.

"Cough cough..." Ye Wanlan coughed lightly, and it seemed as if she noticed Hua Yingyue’s confusion and softly shook her head, "You are not in Yama Hall, this is still the world of the living, your current state is not that of a spirit."

Hua Yingyue abruptly raised her head, "Then I—"

Her current self, what exactly was her situation?

And the situation of Shenzhou now, what was it?

Moreover, who was this girl really?

Why did she feel such a strong sense of familiarity coming from her?

Even though King Qin was intelligent, she couldn’t figure it out at this moment.

"Xiao Wan!" A voice broke Hua Yingyue’s contemplation, and she turned to see a young man with silver-white hair sweeping down from the sky, rapidly approaching the girl.

She was taken aback for a moment, then furrowed her brows.

Why did this person also instill a feeling of familiarity in her?

"You’re here, Tingting," said Ye Wanlan, who had already sat up, "Just now I saw a whip suddenly emerge, this whip released a powerful—"

Her words were interrupted by Yan Tingfeng, "Let me see your injuries first."

He indeed felt it odd as to why the formation had been broken suddenly.

But at the moment, Ye Wanlan’s condition was of the utmost importance to him, all else could be put aside.

However, upon looking, Yan Tingfeng’s expression changed drastically, and the aura around him instantly darkened.

The skin that Ye Wanlan had exposed was covered in wounds, large and small, some still bleeding.

Although none seemed lethal, the sheer number was enough to make onlookers wince in pain.

Yan Tingfeng exhaled slowly, his fingertips covering her wounds as he began healing her.

At this moment, he struggled to control his anger and chose instead to remain silent.

Ye Wanlan was also silent, not speaking.

"Miss Ye!"

After a while, Bing He and Tie Ma also arrived, both aboard a boat.

"Get on the boat quickly, Miss Ye, Bureau 723 will need some time to drain the water from the city," said Bing He, "The Eastern Wilderness City won’t be habitable for a few days."

Ye Wanlan nodded her agreement, as she was about to get up, but Yan Tingfeng pressed her down, saying in a light tone, "Don’t move, I’ll carry you."

Then he carefully picked her up, though his manner brooked no argument.

Tie Ma and Bing He followed closely.

"Can only you see me?" Hua Yingyue finally realized something was amiss, pausing, "What exactly is this..."

She sat quietly at the bow of the boat, staring blankly at the East Desolate City, which was completely different from her memories, becoming even more puzzled.

But Hua Yingyue didn’t ask just then, as she could see that Ye Wanlan had sustained serious injuries and everything would have to wait until Ye Wanlan’s injuries were healed.

"I’m all right," Ye Wanlan finally spoke up, "They’re just superficial injuries. They look terrible, but none are critical."

Yan Tingfeng caught her wrist, his voice suddenly deepening, "Superficial injuries aren’t injuries? Don’t you know how to feel pain?"

He rarely spoke to her in such a tone, laden with a mix of harshness and relentlessness, imposing.

Ye Wanlan raised an eyebrow and even smiled.

She knew this was the true nature of Yan Tingfeng.

Normally, he concealed his temperament, always gentle with a smile. But at his core, he was still a cruel and ferocious man.

Just like her.

Yan Tingfeng was amused yet exasperated, "Still smiling?"

"Hiss..." Ye Wanlan leaned her head against his broad shoulder, chuckling in a casual manner, "Then I guess I do know pain."

It’s just that after so much pain, after hurting for so long, one gets used to it.

Yan Tingfeng’s brows and eyes remained cold as he applied the ointment to her wounds.

Ye Wanlan could feel his grip tighten suddenly: "Now that really hurts."

"Bear with it," Yan Tingfeng said coldly, "Pain is how you learn."

Ye Wanlan fell into an unusual silence.

After a while, she sighed, "Tingting was a bit too fierce today."

Yan Tingfeng paused his hand but didn’t speak, continuing to apply the medicine.

From a distance, Bing He lowered his voice and said, "Tietie, do you feel like the roles of Young Master and Miss Ye have reversed today?"

Tie Ma was somewhat baffled.

"Before, it was always Miss Ye scolding the Young Master, saying he doesn’t take care of himself, refuses to take his medicine properly, and even uses his inner strength when he’s sick," Bing He counted on his fingers. "But this time, the Young Master actually scolded Miss Ye. He never used to say a harsh word to her. There must be..."

Unable to stand it any longer, Tie Ma interjected, "Why do you talk so much? Are you an automatic complaint machine?"

"No, I’m not," Bing He replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "I’m logically analyzing Miss Ye and Young Master’s behavior. Once I understand, it’ll be easier to earn bonuses in the future. What do you know?"

Tie Ma: "..."

He could earn bonuses with Bing He, but he definitely couldn’t afford to be exiled with him.

Share weal, not woe!

**

Ye Wanlan was taken to a temporary shelter, which also housed some of the residents of East Desolate City.

Yan Tingfeng healed her wounds with his inner strength. Her injuries were mostly healed, but she was still weak and lay in bed.

It was only now that Ye Wanlan had the strength to glance at the chat group on her phone.

As soon as she opened it, a message popped up.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Damn it, we came up empty!

[Cultured Person]: If you don’t clear things up with Yeh Xingli, you might as well apologize with your life.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Pfft, I wouldn’t stoop to his level. I also need to type, okay? Give me some time!

[World’s Richest]: Spit it out already.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Also, we have to thank Rich Sister for funding those two fighter jets; otherwise, we wouldn’t have reached East Desolate so quickly. But the trouble was, the magnetic fields messed up the radar, and we were ready to just jump down, and then!

[Deadly Poison Master]: Can’t you finish your story in one go?

[Ghostbuster Bro]: The formation of arts and methods was suddenly broken, the rain stopped, the skies cleared, and we were too late.

[World’s Richest]: Can you contact Yan now?

After climbing and scrolling through the chat, Ye Wanlan realized that the gods of the group were nearly going crazy trying to reach her.

She typed back slowly.

[YN]: I’m fine, a few superficial wounds.

[World’s Richest]: Superficial wounds? I don’t quite believe it. Wen Chaosheng, go check on her current situation.

[Ghostbuster Bro]: Roger that—

Ye Wanlan pressed her brow.

Why is her word not trusted?

"Your nature really reminds me of someone I know," Hua Yingyue suddenly said. "She was born with a condition that makes her bones ache during a flare-up. I’ve seen her sweating cold beads from the pain, yet she still casually tells me it’s nothing."

Really stubborn.

Truly harsh on herself.

The edges of Ye Wanlan’s brows and eyes softened, and she spoke softly, "Then take a closer look, I am more than just similar."