"Uh... I actually... I missed it?"

The senior sister Li Su from Jingxin's Palace had not noticed the status of Ling Yun and Zhuang Meifeng at this moment. She was trapped in a trap because the young man who was straying was not beaten out by her.

"How is this possible?!"

Li Su was shocked and began to wonder if he was slow to react.

Of course she didn't misstep, but the little bit of pitiful palm wind she emitted was really useless to Ling Yun.

"ah……"

Suddenly, five or six extremely high decibel screams and screams sounded from her ears, which were deafening and resounding throughout the sky!

Most of the little nuns in Jingxin Temple have grown up in Jingxin Temple since childhood. Have you ever seen such a terrifying scene?

"What's wrong? Ah!..."

Senior Sister Li Su turned her head when she heard the sound and immediately saw Ling Yun was hiking in Junior Sister Li Chen's arms at this moment, and the place where his two hands grasped... was simply impossible to look directly at!

"You! You disciple!"

Zhuang Meifeng was caught off guard and never dreamed that this young man who fell from above actually crashed into her arms, and his big hands actually grabbed his own...

And he grabbed it hard and tried very hard, as if a drowning man had grabbed the life-saving straw and refused to let go.

In the past six months, Zhuang Meifeng has been in Jingxin Temple. Even when there is no one in her bath, she will take a bath alone. Now she suddenly comes into contact with a man and feels the strong aura on the other person, and almost loses her mind.

"roll!"

In awe of shame, Zhuang Meifeng didn't care about anything. Her innate realm was released and her arm suddenly exerted force and shook out!

"Bang!"

At this moment, the young man couldn't stand it anymore. Zhuang Meifeng shook it out more than ten meters away. With a bang, it fell into the stream next to it, splashing countless water splashes.

"Ouch!"

The boy fell and fell into the stream in a large shape. His head was still knocking heavily on a rock, and he suddenly fell into a coma.

"Yeah, it's still the same feeling, the same taste..."

Ling Yun pretended to be in a coma, but he was savoring the full feeling between his palms and fingers just now, and he was so happy.

"broken!"

"Oh, Junior Sister Li Chen, that guy seems to have been beaten to death by you..."

"He is a mortal, he doesn't know martial arts... The master said that we monks should be compassionate, sweep the floor and not hurt the lives of ants, and cherish moths..."

"Li Xiu, stop talking!"

The eldest sister Li Su finally reacted from the shock. When she heard her younger sister talking nonsense there, she immediately said angrily: "Just because he just treated Li Chen... that way, even a hundred deaths would be enough. What kind of compassion is there?!"

Li Xiu said silly and didn't dare to speak, but just muttered in a low voice: "But is he also unintentional? He fell down from such a high place..."

"Hmph, look at you, you are still cultivators. When you encounter something, you will be scared to death!"

Li Su was scolding everyone, and she snorted coldly: "He is not dead yet!"

"Ah? Not dead yet?"

The junior sister Li Xiu's eyes suddenly lit up. She ran over to check and after verifying it, she felt relieved: "Huh... He still breathes, he is really not dead, he just fell into a coma."

"It's enough to be dead, huh, a fool, this mountain road is the steepest, and you dare to rush down from the mountain. It's just a matter of seeking death by yourself... Let's go and continue to go up the mountain."

Li Su was still annoyed at the moment when she slapped Kong, feeling inexplicable, and there was a fire in her heart.

"ah?"

Li Xiu was stunned and felt a little reluctant: "We don't care about him anymore? But, if he fainted in the water, if the water flowed heavily in a while, he would be drowned..."

"Hmph, such a fool deserves to drown!"

Li Su was too lazy to care about Lingyun's life or death. Her interest in enjoying the mountain scenery was completely destroyed by the other party. She was so angry that she just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

The senior sister and the junior sister were busy arguing, but they didn't notice that Zhuang Meifeng had already arrived next to the stream and was looking down at the unconscious boy in the water.

After shaking the young man away, Zhuang Meifeng used the Heart Purification Technique and recovered her mood almost instantly, and then she began to regret it in her heart.

She had just advanced to the peak of the sixth level of the innate level, and she couldn't control the strength easily. She took action just now, so she must have been too heavy to take action.

When I think of half a year ago, I must have been like the boy in front of me, who is the mortal that Master Li Su said, so she couldn't move.

Li Xiu’s junior sister said it right. This young man fell from a high place. Once he fell, he would roll down this steep stone steps. At least he would fall seriously and be blocked by himself. So why don’t he catch him?

Master’s teachings say that the body is just a skin bag, and monks should be compassionate. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!

However, while Zhuang Meifeng was thinking about this, she was also looking at the unconscious boy. For some reason, a special feeling appeared in her heart.

It's hard to explain, it feels strange, but it just happens to make her unable to move.

"I must save him!"

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

So, the other seven disciples of Jingxin'an watched Zhuang Meifeng step into the stream in amazement. Regardless of the water flowing, wet the Taoist robe, he bent down and carried the young man out of the water.

"Go to your Mad Forgetful Heart Purification Pill! What kind of garbage pills can you dare to chant forgotful Heart Purification?"

Ling Yun lay down for a long time, waiting for this moment. After feeling that he was being held in Zhuang Meifeng's arms again, he wouldn't mention the secret pleasure.

But in just a few seconds, before the secret curses were over, Ling Yun was put back on the ground.

"Sister Sister, I have no intention of hurting someone. We cannot leave just now. At least we must save him. Otherwise, how can we call the martial arts righteous?

Zhuang Meifeng stood up straight and said to Li Su lightly.

"Well, what Li Chen said makes sense." Li Su saw that Zhuang Meifeng was firm in her will, and she couldn't refute it.

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

"Sisters, this person is unconscious and the water in the stream is so cold that it has not woken up. How can we save him?"

Li Xiu stood very high and looked the most carefully. After looking for a long time, she found that the boy was very handsome and had a perfect figure. She was inexplicably blushing.

Among the eight disciples of Jingxin Temple, Li Su is the oldest, thirty-five years old, Li Xiu is the youngest, and only seventeen years old. At the same time, she has the lowest realm. Jingxin Art is still far from Xiaocheng. He suddenly left Jingxin Temple and was attracted to such a handsome boy.

After all, everyone has a love for beauty, and the same is true for ancient martial arts masters and cultivators. It is impossible that the more you practice, the more you like ugly and disgusting you, it is purely a problem.

"The Heart Purification Art we practiced is useless to him, and we can only use the method of a mortal. Li Xiu, you pinch his people."

Li Su became a monk halfway and knew the world very well, so she said directly.

"oh……"

Li Xiu agreed and was about to squat down, but he heard Zhuang Meifeng say, "I'll do it. My family is a medicine practitioner. I have a little understanding of treating diseases and saving people..."

As he spoke, Zhuang Meifeng had already squatted down and stretched out a spring onion finger to pinch Lingyun's people.

Zhuang Meifeng is too far-fetched to pinch anyone, but for some reason, she is very repulsive of others' desire to touch Ling Yun's body.

"kindness……"

Half a minute later, Ling Yun finally woke up slowly - Zhuang Meifeng was right in front of him, and he really couldn't bear to continue to close his eyes.

"Uh...what's going on? Who are you? Are you here in a nunnery? Oh, my head hurts so much, who am I?! What's this place? Why can't I remember anything?"

Ling Yun slowly opened his eyes, with a confused look in his eyes, then he hugged his head with both hands, and asked randomly.

"Oh... Brother Yun is so stupid to play with this amnesia... so shameless!"

On the top of the mountain, Mo Wudao, who was watching all this with his spiritual sense, couldn't stand it and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his forehead.

Halfway through the mountain, the disciples of Jingxin Temple were stunned when they heard Ling Yun’s statement. The other party knocked his head and actually lost his memory!

And they don’t even know who they are, what should they do?

I heard Zhuang Meifeng say, "Little...Brother, you fell down just now. We are tourists coming to Tianmen Mountain. How do you feel now? Can you still stand up if you try?"

Ling Yun groaned and struggled, trying to stand up, but in the end he just straightened up. He sat on the ground, drizzled all over and continued to feel painful: "I was so painful all over and couldn't stand up for a while... Tianmen Mountain? Where is Tianmen Mountain? How could I be here? Who am I?"

Ling Yun's eyes were terrified, as if he had completely lost his memory after the fall.

This made Zhuang Meifeng even more blamed: "Little brother, don't be afraid, you were just thrown by me..., maybe you'll be fine if you take a break..."

"Ah! It's you!"

Ling Yun suddenly hugged Zhuang Meifeng's legs: "You said you fell to me, you have to treat me, cure me, and send me home!"

Achieved the goal!

Ling Yun was secretly happy in his heart, just admit that you just fell down, and my husband's dog skin plaster will be stuck.

"Calm down!"

Zhuang Meifeng was caught off guard and was hugged by Ling Yun again. She felt uncomfortable, but this time, she really couldn't throw the other party out, so she could only endure it.

"Don't worry, we will not leave you alone, but you have to take a break and see if you can remember something, such as your name and where your home is, we can also send you back."

"By the way, do you have a cell phone or ID card or something?"

Zhuang Meifeng comforted Ling Yun first, and finally suddenly remembered that as long as the other party had a cell phone or ID card, he would immediately know his identity.

However, Ling Yun naturally thought of everything she could think of. Except for this outfit, everything else he had long been thrown into the Taixu ring.

"I'll look for it...well, no."
Chapter completed!