Huo Yuanzhen saw Murong Qiuyu being carried by Ning Wanjun, and his heart was mixed for a moment.

Why, why did Murong Qiuyu not recognize herself after she woke up?

Murong Qiuyu has always been one of Huo Yuanzhen's most important people, and her weight is not inferior to Ning Wanjun.

This cute and naughty little girl is the soft and unwilling person in Huo Yuanzhen's heart. She went all out to help her heal and repel poisons, and even gave up the opportunity to obtain the fourth volume of the Nine Yang True Sutra, and exchanged the loveless grass for her. How could she not know herself when she woke up?

Has she forgotten the scenes of being in Chang'an, in Taoyuan, in taverns, in Hangzhou, and above West Lake?

Huo Yuan really couldn't believe all this in front of him. He could only hope that Murong Qiuyu had just woken up and was a little confused. She still couldn't remember so many things now, and it would be fine in a while.

Perhaps because Ning Wanjun is a woman, and she looks pretty and is about the same age as Murong Qiuyu, Murong Qiuyu is also weak and easily carried by Ning Wanjun.

Relying weakly in Ning Wanjun's arms, Murong Qiuyu was still intimidated by Huo Yuan. She secretly glanced at the monk, and then quietly said to Ning Wanjun: "Your name is Ning Wanjun?"

"That's right, I'm Ning Wanjun. I know you. Your name is Murong Qiuyu. In the world, others compare us to the two of us."

Murong Qiuyu nodded: "Yes, I know you too. You are the saint of the Demon Sect. Others call us a beautiful woman. I was not convinced before, but now I see you and feel how beautiful you are."

Ning Wanjun smiled slightly: "It's just a boring rumor among the people in the world. On the contrary, Qiuyu, you are so beautiful. Do you know? These days when you are sick, when Sister Caiyi and I are fine, I will lie beside you and look at it. Your little face is so beautiful."

Murong Qiuyu felt a little embarrassed, then looked at Luo Caiyi and showed a puzzled look.

"Oh, I haven't introduced you yet. This is Sister Caiyi. Caiyi Phoenix Luo Caiyi, one of the four kings of our Holy Sect, is also the one who teaches me martial arts. We grew up together since we were young. How about it? Sister Caiyi is also very beautiful."

Murong Qiuyu has heard of Luo Caiyi's name. As the only woman among the four kings, Luo Caiyi's reputation is much more famous than the other three kings. She is especially a beautiful woman.

He nodded sincerely: "So this is the colorful phoenix, and it is indeed as beautiful as a phoenix."

Luo Caiyi walked over with a smile and said to Murong Qiuyu: "Sister Qiuyu, don't say that. I am about ten years older than you. I am old. Why are you talking about being beautiful or not?"

Murong Qiuyu shook her head quickly: "Nothing is wrong? Sister Caiyi looks at most twenty years old. She is about the same as me."

"Sister Qiuyu is really good at talking. Wanjun, can I give me a hug?"

Murong Qiuyu just woke up now, without any strength in her body, she was soft and soft, just like a cute doll. Luo Caiyi looked at her and like Ning Wanjun opened her hands.

Ning Wanjun smiled and handed Murong Qiuyu over. Although she was also a weak woman, she had entered the innate realm after all. With the blessing of internal strength, her strength was much greater than that of ordinary people. She did not have any difficulty holding Murong Qiuyu.

Murong Qiuyu was determined to object, but she really didn't have the strength. Moreover, it was not a big problem to let this beautiful sister hug her, so she was obediently carried over.

Huo Yuanzhen was a little anxious at this time. When several girls talked, they were talking to their daughter's house, and he couldn't even get in touch. Seeing Murong Qiuyu's mind recovered a little, he hurriedly asked, "Qiuyu, look at me, don't you know me anymore?"

Murong Qiuyu glanced at Huo Yuanzhen, then turned her head over and pressed it on Luo Caiyi's shoulder.

"Sister Caiyi, who is this monk? He looks so scary. Don't give me to him."

Luo Caiyi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said to Murong Qiuyu: "Don't worry, this monk dare not do anything to you, my sister will never hand you over to him."

Huo Yuanzhen was a little overwhelmed when he heard this and said to Murong Qiuyu: "Qiuyu, turn around, how could you not know me? You can't not know anyone!"

But the more he said, the more Murong Qiuyu hid behind Luo Caiyi, and said anxiously: "No! I don't know you, don't come over. This is a girl's room. Why are you a monk here for? Go out quickly!"

Seeing Murong Qiuyu's appearance, Ning Wanjun and Luo Caiyi also realized that she really didn't know Huo Yuanzhen anymore.

Although they didn't know why, they understood that they would not continue to stimulate Murong Qiuyu at this time.

Huo Yuanzhen also understood this, but just because he was forgotten by Murong Qiuyu, Huo Yuanzhen was even more unwilling to accept it. He thought for a while and said, "Qiuyu, aren't you gone from martial arts? Let me tell you that your martial arts have been absorbed by me, and all your internal strength has been absorbed by me. Do you know?"

He originally wanted to say that after I absorb your internal energy, then heal you, but before he finished speaking, Murong Qiuyu's tears fell into his eyes and said to Ning Wanjun and Luo Caiyi: "Sister Caiyi, Wanjun, why did this monk ruin my martial arts? What did he do to me? Where is my master? I want my master to avenge me."

This girl has practiced charming skills and has reached a natural level. Although she has no chance to use them on others, this charming skills has been integrated into her bones. Although she has lost all her martial arts skills, the charming skills are still there.

The inadvertent words shed tears, which made people feel distressed. Ning Wanjun and Luo Caiyi felt like Huo Yuan was really a disobedient villain, and they actually scared the little girl to this level.

Ning Wanjun looked at Huo Yuanzhen: "Yuanzhen, we don't know why this happened, but don't scare her easily now. She is already an ordinary person. She is too weak now and can't stand your scare."

"Who...who scared her!"

Huo Yuan was helpless in his heart, but Murong Qiuyu just couldn't remember him.

After thinking for a while, Huo Yuanzhen suddenly realized that Murong Qiuyu knew all other memories, and even knew that Ning Wanjun and Luo Caiyi still remembered his master, but they forgot him. Is the problem lies in the loveless grass?

Hurry up and open the system, Huo Yuanzhen will check the introduction of his lottery.

All prizes that have been won are recorded in the system and there are instructions for the prize.

The last one is the love-seeking grass. After Huo Yuanzhen opened it, he immediately understood the small words below. The problem is indeed here.

"The grass of vengefulness corresponds to the flower of vengefulness. After the poison of the flower of vengefulness is infected, you cannot miss the person you like. Once you miss it, it will be poisonous. The more you miss it, the deeper the poisoning will be."

After Murong Qiuyu was poisoned by the Forgetful Flower, she missed herself too much, which caused the poison to explode, and she could not control her longing. The poisoning became deeper and deeper, and finally reached this level now.

"The grass of vengeful love is opposite to the flower of vengeful love, which can relieve the poison of the flower of vengeful love. After taking it, you will forget the person you like alone, and the rest of your memories will not be affected."

Seeing the prompts from this system, Huo Yuan was really crying and remembering everything, but he just forgot about himself. How could this kind of plant that cheated people exist in the world?

He still said to Murong Qiuyu with some unwillingness: "Qiuyu, do you remember when you were in Hangzhou? Your family forced you to get married, and someone helped you. He helped you deal with Hu Yan Aobo who came to you, and even defeated the four talented men in Jiangnan in Wendou. Who is that person? Think about it."

Murong Qiuyu heard Huo Yuanzhen say and slowly said, "I remember the situation at home. As you said, someone should have helped me, but... I can't remember who that person is."

Huo Yuanzhen was speechless for a while. It seemed to be true, and he really couldn't remember it.

In her memory, she chose to forget herself.

After he finished asking, Murong Qiuyu asked again: "Why did you absorb my martial arts? And where is this place?"

Ning Wanjun answered on behalf of Huo Yuanzhen: "He absorbed your martial arts to save you. This is Shaolin Temple. Do you still remember Shaolin Temple?"

Murong Qiuyu thought for a while and nodded, but her mind was in a mess about the memories of Shaolin Temple and she couldn't remember many places. After thinking for a while, she felt that her head hurts and she didn't dare to continue thinking about it for the time being.

Seeing this situation, Huo Yuanzhen finally gave up temporarily. Murong Qiuyu was selectively amnesia, so she should not expect her to remember herself in a short period of time.

But Huo Yuan is really not in a hurry. Anyway, Murong Qiuyu's fortune has been saved, so that's good.

It was getting late, Huo Yuanzhen stood up and said to Ning Wanjun and Luo Caiyi: "Wanjun, Caiyi, you are here to take good care of her and make her health better soon. Remember... Forget it, let's talk about what's going on in the future."

Huo Yuanzhen originally planned to let the two of them slowly instill the affairs of himself and Murong Qiuyu into her, but they didn't know much about it when they thought about it, and it was unfair to them, so they gave up and talked about it when they came back.

Under the gaze of Ning Wanjun and Luo Caiyi, under the complicated gaze of Murong Qiuyu, Huo Yuanzhen left this room full of women's fragrance.

He still has important things to do, that is, to go to Butterfly Valley to stop those guys who immediately jump out to cause trouble when they see something happening to Dongfang Qing.

He came to Shaolin Temple, Huiyuan and twenty-one people were fully prepared, and they were waiting for Huo Yuan to really order.

Twenty-one men and twenty-one horses were arranged neatly, waiting for Huo Yuanzhen's order.

Huo Yuan is really a white horse in front of the team. Huo Yuanzhen came here and turned his horse on his back.

Huo Yuan was really in a bad mood. He glanced at these Shaolin disciples and said in a deep voice: "Shaolin disciples, do you know what we are doing this time?"

These disciples nodded neatly.

"Yes! We are not going to beg for alms or to do rituals for others. As a member of the martial arts world and the first-class sect of the Wulin League, we must not watch some villains cause trouble for the world. This time we go! We are to let them know the power of our Shaolin! If anyone dares to act on their own and dares to underestimate us, then we will have to pay the price! We don't need to be compassionate to the evil people! Do you understand!"

"I understand!" Twenty-one Shaolin disciples shouted neatly!

"Set out!" Huo Yuanzhen took the lead and rushed out. Then the Shaolin disciples rode behind him, whistling down the mountain road of horse racing, and soon disappeared into the night.

This quiet big night was broken so calm, and the world was destined to be in resurgence! (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!