After witnessing Li Huan leaving, Zhang Ling naturally came to Murong Xue's side for the first time, and when he saw Murong Xue, who had passed out, Zhang Ling felt distressed in his heart, and immediately held her in his arms, and kept calling Murong Xue's name, hoping to wake her up.

After a period of frustration, Zhang Ling thought silently for a while, and then finally helped Murong Xue up without hesitation, pressed his palms on Murong Xue's back, and began to input true qi to heal her, but Zhang Ling's own true qi was not much left, and it lasted for a while without effect, so Zhang Ling had to give up for the time being.

Looking at the surrounding situation, the top priority now is to find a place to live first, but after this battle, all doors and households have been closed, I am afraid that no one will be willing to entertain them, and Zhang Ling also has a hunch that so many people have died on this street now, although he is a cultivator, the government will not inquire too much, but after all, this is also a dispute caused by grievances between the sects, therefore, after a while, it is not good that someone will come to Zhang Ling for trouble.

But there is no way to think about it so much at the moment, Murong Xue must be treated in time at this moment, otherwise his life will definitely be in danger!

Carrying Murong Xue all the way, Zhang Ling didn't care whether his body could bear it or not, so he walked for two or three miles without stopping, until dawn when he stopped by a stream outside the town.

After washing his face with the clean water in the stream, and then washing the blood and dirt on Murong Xue's face and body with water, Zhang Ling finally lost his strength and lay down on the grass limply.

But before he could close his eyes and rest, a word woke him up from exhaustion and made him alert again!

"What's wrong with this little brother, he still has a little girl, he looks very injured, was he bullied by that disciple named Pure Yang Sect nearby?"

It was a kind-looking old man who spoke, his family lived by the stream, and he had been fishing by the stream before Zhang Ling came, but Zhang Ling was in a hurry and did not find him at the first time.

After the old man finished asking, he saw that Zhang Ling didn't react, and looked at him vigilantly, so he smiled again and touched his goatee, "This little brother, you don't have to worry, I am a fisherman who lives here, not a villain, I just saw that the two young people seemed to be in trouble, so I thought about helping them, if the two of you don't dislike it, let's go to the house to rest first!"

"Then I'm going to bother my seniors!"

Zhang Ling carefully observed the fisherman and found that he really did not look like a wicked person, so he let down his vigilance and agreed to his warm invitation.

As the sky gradually ended, Zhang Ling took Murong Xue to live in another room after having dinner under the simple hospitality of the fishermen. The old man saw that Zhang Ling's expression towards this little girl was unusual, so he rested early without asking or disturbing too much.

After a day's rest, Zhang Ling's body has recovered a little, his strength has also recovered seventy or eighty percent, and the purity and strength of his true qi have improved significantly compared to before, so he came up with a bold idea!

He looked at the small snowflakes floating outside the window, and then looked at Murong Xue, who was still lying on the bed and still not much improvement, closed his eyes, and suddenly opened them after a long time, although he struggled fiercely in his heart, but for the sake of Murong Xue, he still made the final decision!

"I hope I can save you with my skills!"

Zhang Ling has cultivated the Tao since he was a child, not only because of his father, but also because he himself has a beautiful yearning for Xiuzhen, he yearns for the Tao, yearns for freedom, and yearns for a more open world!

But this decision at this moment means that he will give up his monastic career completely, and after tonight, maybe he will never have a relationship with monasticism again!

But Murong Xue saved him several times after all, and he didn't choose to leave him when he was in danger, this kindness, with Zhang Ling's temperament since childhood, will naturally repay him.

One bed, two people.

One was sweating like rain, but the other still showed no signs of waking up.

But how could Zhang Ling, who had always been very stubborn, give up so easily? He used all his strength to instill the purest true qi into Murong Xue's body, almost without reservation, but the result of this was that after tonight, he might not only lose all his skills and become a wasted person, but also worry about his life!

The snow fell all night, and people saved the night.

Early the next morning, when the old fisherman opened the door of Zhang Ling's room, he couldn't help but be surprised, at this moment Zhang Ling was like a dried corpse that had lost the essence of life, lying motionless on the bed, if he hadn't seen him panting, the old man thought he was already a dead man.

"This little brother, you... It's... What's wrong?"

The old man was so frightened that he began to stutter a little even when he spoke.

"Senior, you don't have to be afraid, I just overhealed my friend to become what I am now!" Seeing the old man panicked, Zhang Ling hurriedly explained, but between his words, he was already a little weak.

The old man looked at these two people, and there was an indescribable taste in his heart.

How can this be done for a friend, if it weren't for your loved ones, who would be able to do this? I hope this little girl wakes up and realizes your true feelings for her.

The old man had such feelings in his heart, but he didn't say it in front of Zhang Ling, but intimately helped Zhang Ling down from the bed and handed him a bowl of carp soup that his wife had just boiled.

After a while, Zhang Ling finally regained his strength, but his face was still extremely haggard, but fortunately, when he didn't know how many times he looked at Murong Xue eagerly, he was pleasantly surprised to find that Murong Xue slowly opened his eyes!

"Xiaoxue, you're finally awake!" Unconsciously, even the name changed, but he didn't even notice it.

"Hmm, who are you, why are you so thin, what else is Xiaoxue, are you calling me?"

Murong Xue finally woke up, which was originally great news, but when Zhang Ling saw Murong Xue's confused face, it was like a thunderbolt ringing in his ears on a sunny day!

Murong Xue actually lost her memory? Could it be because of the damage to her heart caused by a serious injury?

It was another sleepless night, looking at Murong Xue's innocent smirking face, Zhang Ling still couldn't ignore it, and finally decided to leave here, he had to find a solution to Murong Xue's amnesia!

Because he vaguely knew that she was also a cultivator in the five dynasties of Kyushu, and she was also famous, she must have a task in her this time, and after getting along for a period of time before, it is obvious that the goal of this mission is the treasure that the people of the entire Kyushu Five Dynasties want to get--- no vain order!

Therefore, no matter what, he had to cure Murong Xue, so he didn't care if it was late at night, he pushed open the door, ready to say goodbye without saying goodbye, and find a way to rescue Murong Xue!

"Child, it's late at night, why do you have to say goodbye in such a hurry?"

Just as Zhang Ling pushed open the door and was about to turn around and leave with Murong Xue, the old fisherman actually spoke!

It turned out that he had been observing Zhang Ling, he knew that Zhang Ling, the child, was a person who valued love and righteousness, and when he saw the little girl with amnesia, he must have been anxious, and he must not be able to continue to live here with peace of mind, so he waited outside the door early.

"Senior you..." Zhang Ling turned his head and saw the old man with a kind face, and there was an indescribable emotion in his heart, he knew that this old man who met in Pingshui was really concerned about his situation.

But there is no way, for the sake of Murong Xue, he still has to go.

"Senior, it's not that I don't know how to be polite and say goodbye, it's really because this friend of mine is in urgent need of treatment, and I can't wait, so it's inconvenient to bother..."

Zhang Ling gave the old man a bow very politely, turned his head and looked at Murong Xue, who was still naïve, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"So that's the case, kid, I'm really an old man who can't help you anything, and it's really not a long-term solution for you to stay in my place, but if you want to cure your friend's amnesia, the old man has a clue!" The fisherman looked at Zhang Ling's eager look, knowing that he was anxious at the moment, so he planned to tell this good boy everything he knew without reservation, after all, it was a little bit to be able to help, and what Zhang Ling did to Murong Xue last night really moved him.

"Oh, really, senpai?"

Hearing the clues about the cure of Murong Xue's amnesia, Zhang Ling was pleasantly surprised for a while, and he didn't realize his gaffe.

When the old man saw Zhang Ling's appearance, he knew that he was anxious, so he made a long story short, "Yes child, for this amnesia, I heard that there seems to be a pollen called Canghai Flower on the Reverse Scale Mountain, which is about three hundred miles away, and it seems to be very curative, but after all, this is an old rumor of hearsay, I don't know if it is true! Are you sure you want to take this friend of yours to look for it?"

"Go, go, of course I have to go! Even if there is only that one in 10,000 possibility, I have to go!" Zhang Ling was overjoyed when he suddenly heard this hard-won clue, and he couldn't help himself.

When the old man saw this scene, he was also emotional, looking at Zhang Ling and shaking his head helplessly, "Child, since you insist on going, then I can't continue to obstruct you, but you must accept these godmothers, it can be regarded as a heart of our old couple, our old couple has no children under their knees, to be honest, these two days have really regarded your two children as their own children!"

The old man's sudden words not only wet himself with tears, but also made Zhang Ling's tears roll in his eyes.

"If this child's amnesia is really cured, you remember to come back and see our old couple when you have time, and then make you two your favorite carp soup!"

"Okay!" Zhang Ling looked at the old man's moist eyes, said a good word with a smile, and took the dry food gratefully. After a few words, he left under the eyes of the old man.

And the destination is naturally the Reverse Scale Mountain three hundred miles away!