Dragon Emperor, Martial God

"Oh... actually... actually missed it?"

The master of the heart of the heart, the master of the separation, has not noticed the status of Lingyun and Zhuang Meifeng at the moment, she fell into the circle, because the lost teenager, she was not even beaten by her.

"How can this be?!"

Alien was shocked and began to wonder if he was unresponsive.

Of course, she did not miss the bias, but the pitiful hand that she sent out had no effect on Lingyun.

"what……"

Suddenly, the screams of five or six loud decibels exclaimed the sound, and it sounded from her ear, it was deafening and resounding!

Most of these little nuns who have been stunned have grown up in a quiet heart. Have you ever seen such a horrible scene?

"what happened!……"

The master of the detached master heard the voice, and immediately saw that Ling Yun was drilling in the arms of the dusty sister at the moment, and his two hands, the place to grab... it is impossible to look directly!

"You! You are a disciple!"

Zhuang Meifeng was caught off guard, and she never dreamed that this young man who had fallen from the top had actually crashed into her arms, and his big hands actually caught his own...

Moreover, the grasping is solid and very hard, as if the drowning people have seized the life-saving straw, and they will not let go.

In the past six months, Zhuang Meifeng has been in the heart of the heart. Even when he usually chooses to take a bath, he alone bathes himself. Now he suddenly touches the man and feels the strong breath of the other person. He almost lost his heart. .

"Roll!"

Under the wrath, Zhuang Meifeng couldn’t take care of anything. Her innate spirits were released, and her arms suddenly slammed and shook outside!

"Hey!"

Under this time, the boy could not stand it. He was shaken out by Zhuang Meifeng for more than ten meters. He slammed into the stream of the stream next to it and splashed countless splashes.

"Hey!"

The boy fell into a slap in the middle of the stream, and his head was still on a rock, and suddenly he was unconscious.

"Well, it’s still the original feeling, or the original taste..."

Lingyun pretended to be in a coma, but in his heart he was relishing the full feeling of the palm of his hand. He was happy to open his heart.

"broken!"

"Oh, from the dusty sister, that guy seems to have been killed by you..."

"He is a mortal, he will not martial arts... The master said that we must be compassionate when we are a monk, sweeping the ground without hurting the ants, and cherishing the moth..."

"You can stop your mouth!"

The master sister Su Shi finally reacted from the shock. She heard her little sister-in-law mourning there, and suddenly said: "Just as he just said to the dusty sister... that is, a hundred deaths are enough. Is there any compassion?!"

Lean Xiu, did not dare to speak, just whispered: "But he is also unintentional, fell from such a high place..."

"Hey, look at each of you, or the person who cultivates. If you encounter something, you will be scared of the six gods!"

Alien is reprimanding everyone, she screams coldly: "He hasn't died yet!"

"Ah? Not dead yet?"

When the younger sister was away from the show, she immediately ran over to check it out. After verifying it, she suddenly let go: "Call... He still has breathing, really not dead, just coma."

"It’s okay to die, hey, idiot. This mountain road is the steepest. I dare to rush down from the mountain. It’s just that I am looking for death... Let’s go and go up the mountain.”

At the moment, I was still annoyed with the palm of my hand, and I felt inexplicable. There was an unknown fire in her heart.

"what?"

Stunned from the show, some could not bear: "We don't care about him? But he is so fainted in the water, if, for a while, the water will flow, he will be drowned..."

"Oh, such an idiot, drowning is also a deserved!"

Alien is too lazy to manage Ling Yun’s life and death. She appreciates the good scenery of the mountain and is completely destroyed by the other party. She does not want to fight one place, just want to leave here as soon as possible.

The master sister and the younger sister were busy quarreling, but they did not notice that Zhuang Meifeng had already come to the stream next to him, and was looking down at the coma in the water.

After the young boy, Zhuang Meifeng was running out of his heart, and he recovered his mind almost instantly, and then he began to repent.

She has just advanced to the sixth layer of the congenital, and she can't do anything about the strength of the force. Just shy and anger, it must be heavy.

When I think about it half a year ago, I am sure that it is the same as the boy in front of me. It is the mortal who is said by the master of the prime minister. She will not move.

It’s good to say that the younger sister has fallen from a height. Once it falls, it will roll down the steep stone steps. At least it will be seriously injured and it will be blocked by itself. Dead to catch?

Master taught that the body is just a pair of skins. The family should be compassionate, and save lives.

However, while Zhuang Meifeng was thinking about this, she was also looking at the unconscious teenager. Inexplicably, she felt a special feeling in her heart.

Unclear, the road is unclear, it feels very strange, but it just happens to make her move.

"Must save him!"

It has nothing to do with everything, it seems that instinct is giving instructions to her.

Then, the other seven disciples, who were stunned, watched Zhuang Meifeng stepping into the stream of the stream, and smashed the robe regardless of the current, and bent down and took the boy from the water.

"Go to your Mard to forget the heart of the heart! What garbage remedy, dare to boast of love?"

Lingyun lay for a long time, waiting for this moment, feeling that he was held in his arms by Zhuang Meifeng, the darkness will not mention.

But for a few seconds, the darkness is not over yet, and Lingyun was put back on the ground.

"Master Sister, I have no intention of hurting people. We can't leave here. At least we have to wake him up. Otherwise, how can we call it the martial arts decent?"

Zhuang Meifeng stood up straight and said a little to the element.

"Well, it is also reasonable to say that the dusty sister said." I saw that Zhuang Meifeng was determined to be firm, and she was not good to refute.

A group of nuns came around and looked down at Lingyun, who was soaked and unconscious, but they were helpless.

"You sisters, this... this man is unconscious, and the water in the stream is so cold that he doesn't wake him up. How can we save it?"

It was very close to the show station and looked at the most carefully. She spent a long time and found that the boy was very long and beautiful, and his body was perfect. He was inexplicably blushing.

Among the eight disciples, Jingxin is the largest, thirty-five years old, the youngest from the show, only seventeen years old. At the same time, she has the lowest realm, and her heart is far away from Xiaocheng. It is inevitable that such a handsome boy will be attracted.

After all, the heart of beauty is all there, the master of ancient Wu, the same is true for the comprehension. It is impossible for you to cultivate more and more like the ugly disgusting, it is purely faulty.

"The pure heart of our cultivation is useless to him. It can only be done by mortal methods. From the show, you are among his people."

Separation is a half-way monk, very familiar with the world, so she said directly.

"Oh……"

The show promised to squat down, but heard Zhuang Meifeng said: "I am coming, my family is doing medicine, for the treatment of sick people, it is still a little understanding..."

Speaking, Zhuang Meifeng has already squatted, and stretched out a spring onion finger to go to Lingyun.

Who is not among the monks, Zhuang Meifeng's reason for finding it is too far-fetched, but somehow, she is repulsive to others who want to touch Lingyun's body.

"Yep……"

Half a minute later, Ling Yun finally woke up - Zhuang Meifeng was in front of him, he really could not bear to keep his eyes closed.

"Hey... what's the matter? Who are you? I am here in the nunnery? Oh, my head hurts, who am I?! What is this? How can I not think of anything?"

Lingyun slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were first and foremost, then his hands were holding his head, and it was a while asking.

"Hey... Yun Ge, this amnesia is really slippery... it’s too shameless!"

On the top of the mountain, there is no way to look at all this with the gods. I really can’t stand it, and I can’t help but raise my hand.

Halfway up the mountain, the net heart and the disciples listened to Ling Yun’s statement, all stunned, the other side squinted his head and lost his memory!

And even no one knows who they are, what can they do?

Just listen to Zhuang Meifeng and said: "Small... little brother, you just fell, we are tourists coming to Tianmen Mountain. How do you feel now? Can you try to stand up?"

Lingyun struggled and tried to stand up, but in the end he just got up straight. He sat on the ground and was drenched and continued to do painful things: "I am so painful that I can't stand up for a while... Tianmenshan? Tianmen Where is the mountain? How can I be here? Who am I?"

Lingyun was scared~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As if he had just fallen, he had completely lost his memory.

This makes Zhuang Meifeng more self-blame: "You shouldn't be afraid of the little brothers, you just fell by me... maybe you just have to rest for a while..."

"Ah! It's you!"

Lingyun suddenly hugged Zhuang Meifeng's legs: "You said that you fell me, you have to treat me, cure me, I have to send me home!"

The purpose is achieved!

Lingyun’s heart is dark and he admits that it’s okay for me to fall, and my husband’s dog skin plaster is glued.

"You calm down!"

Zhuang Meifeng was caught off guard, and Lingyun hugged her legs. She suddenly felt uncomfortable, but this time, she couldn’t throw it out, so she could only bear it.

"You can rest assured that we will not leave you alone, but you have to rest first, then see if you can remember something, such as your name, where the family is, and we will send you back."

"Right, do you have a cell phone or an ID card on your body?"

Zhuang Meifeng first comforted Ling Yun, and finally remembered that as long as the other party has a mobile phone or ID card, he can immediately know his identity.

However, she can think of it, Ling Yun naturally thought of it too long. In addition to this dress, everything else has already been thrown into the too virtual ring.

"I am looking for a look...oh, no."