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Yi Jian: Hey, you're a master of the Immortal Realm, how can you faint!?

It's too dark to see anything, and if you fall to your death in a while, don't say I didn't tell you!

Oh my God, is there a bottom to this hole?

There are changes!

The sound of water, is water, is ......

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, puff, water, water, a lot of water! This is an underground river! Where are we!?Yi Jian!Yi Jian!?"

Zhang Yun sat up suddenly, and after a burst of roaring and screaming, he realized that he was not in the dark river underground. There was no darkness around him, no special currents of cold and hot water, no roar of running water hitting stones, no involuntary fear.

Zhang Yun found himself sitting on a bed, in the middle of a room. The clean and simple room, spotless, simple furnishings in good order, some small decorations and a faint aroma in the house made Zhang Yun sure that this should be a woman's boudoir.

But why is he here? A woman's bed? What's going on?

After waking up, the questions that came up made Zhang Yun's head dizzy for a while, followed by a sharp tingling pain, enough to make him hold his head and shout loudly.

"What's wrong with you?" another hoarse female voice rang out, accompanied by the sound of the door being pushed open.

Zhang Yun didn't have time to see who came in, he didn't even have time to open his eyes, the severe pain made him want to roll on the bed and scream to relieve some of the pain, but unfortunately he didn't have the strength to roll now, and the fatigue of not knowing how long he had been soaking in the water made his strength quickly exhausted because of the awakening.

Poor Zhang Yun could only fall on the bed like a dead fish and cover his head and howl, which was ridiculous, miserable, and even more helpless.

"What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt? What's wrong with you?" repeated inquiries, a very strong embrace, warm and soft, a faint scent of pear blossoms.

Zhang Yun somehow suddenly thought of his mother, a mother he had never met, which was a kind of tenderness from family affection, to be precise, from maternal love. This kind of gentleness has an extremely powerful analgesic effect, which makes the pain in Zhang Yun's mind and body quickly calm down because of the improvement of his spirit.

Zhang Yun fell into a deep sleep again, a real deep sleep.

When a ray of morning light gently caressed the warmth from the sun on Zhang Yun's face, the stimulation of the light made his eyelids move, and then opened suddenly.

The bright sunlight made Zhang Yun, who had just woken up, not very comfortable, and he sat up with his eyes covered and re-adapted himself to the light.

"You're awake!" The hoarse girl with surprise blocked the morning light that made Zhang Yun uncomfortable, and her tall and thin figure was tall.

"......" Zhang Yun wanted to ask where this was and what day it was, but his throat seemed to have not moved for a long time, and his mouth actually only made a little breath.

A glass of steaming water was handed to Zhang Yun's eyes.

"Drink it, this is a throat-warming six-flower soup, which is my family's ancestral recipe. A hoarse voice sounded, and the hands holding the cup were full of calluses that had been smoothed out, the hands were still quite slender, and the skin was unexpectedly delicate, but the complexion was not so fair.

Zhang Yun despised himself, and he still had that kind of mind at such a time. He took the water cup and drank it all, he only had to smell the decoction in the cup to know that it was safe and effective, and even though he hadn't even looked at the woman's appearance, he could guess that she was an ordinary person with no martial arts.

"Thanks, where is this? How much sleep have I slept...... No, what day is today?" Zhang Yun's eyes had adjusted a lot, and he raised his head to look at the woman, but he only saw an awkward face.

She has changed her face, where did she come from? Does it have anything to do with the underground palace? Do you recognize me? Is there a conspiracy here!?

Zhang Yun's physical strength at this time was good, and sufficient sleep and good medication allowed him to keep his expression unchanged while thinking.

The woman with an awkward face actually blushed, and she didn't seem to be used to Zhang Yun's straight gaze. However, this woman should be a cool person in her bones, and she twisted it slightly and returned to normal: "This is Longgou Village, today is seventeen, nothing special." ”

"Seventeen ......" Zhang Yun was a little speechless, because he found that he had been unconscious for ten days.

"Is there anyone else?Where did you save me?Who are you?Do you recognize me?" Zhang Yun's last sentence, "You recognize me," deliberately accentuated his tone, but he didn't see any loopholes in the other party's eyes or elsewhere.

The woman took the cup that Zhang Yun had drunk, but in fact, it was only at this time that her eyes really met Zhang Yun's.

"You're the only one, I fished you up from the Dragon's Whisker Spring, and no one else knows. The woman seemed to sense the temptation in Zhang Yun's words, and explained very anxiously, "I don't know you, ah, no, I haven't seen you before." I, my name is Wu Qiao'er, the martial arts of martial arts, the dexterous skill. ”

Zhang Yun was just about to answer, but the tall woman suddenly said, "What's your name?"

Zhang Yun almost blurted out the word "Yunzhang", but he finally decided to use his real name: "My name is Zhang Yun, Gong Chang Zhang, the cloud of the clouds." Thank you for saving my life. ”

Zhang Yun said that he was about to go down to the ground to thank him, but who knew that the other party seemed to be more nervous and excited than him, and a tall but gentle body crashed into Zhang Yun's body. Because Zhang Yun was bent over, the unintentional collision between the two compartments turned into a clumsy entanglement to the ground.

Zhang Yun didn't know if the other party was nervous because of hearing his name, he quickly wanted to get up, and at the same time made preparations that were enough to counter this woman.

But why is the touch so soft on the hand? Zhang Yun suddenly felt a burn on his face, because there was a softness from under his body that he had experienced before, and there was a sigh of extreme shame.

It's a little hoarse.

Zhang Yun got up and dragged the woman on the ground with his hand. Only then did he realize that this woman with a very soft body but slender enough was about the same height as himself.

Compared with being inadvertently taken advantage of by Zhang Yun, Wu Qiaoer actually cared more about Zhang Yun's reaction to his surprised height. She hurriedly took two steps back, a little shy, a little frustrated, and her gaze wandered again.

"You are really amazing!" Zhang Yun's voice was full of sincere admiration, and then he continued in a sincere voice, "It was my problem just now, for some reason I kept testing you, I apologize." ”

"No, no, no, you can't be blamed for that. There has always been a legend in our village that if anyone can catch someone in the Dragon Whisker Spring, he will definitely have good luck for a lifetime. Wu Qiao'er said in a hurry, and her gaze returned to Zhang Yun's face again.

"Oh?" Zhang Yun smiled bitterly in his heart. How can he be considered a lucky star?