"Sister, brother-in-law, what's wrong with him?"

Looking at Liu Nanfeng's thin appearance, Su Thrush looked worried.

"He forcibly urged the sword technique, which was caused by too much loss of spirit and spirit." Su Jinxiu looked at Liu Nanfeng's miserable appearance, frowning, worried and self-blaming.

As he said, he is him, is it Feng Zhirun or Liu Nanfeng, does it matter?

Su Thrush next to him heard Su Jinxiu say that it was because he had lost too much spirit, so he immediately leaned down, mouth to mouth, and gave Liu Nanfeng his own essence.

Su Jinxiu didn't stop it, she wanted Liu Nanfeng to recover quickly.

But soon Su Thrush raised his head and said worriedly: "It doesn't seem to be useful, it's all gone." ”

Su Jinxiu stretched out his hand and put it on Liu Nanfeng's body, carefully examined his physical abnormality, and found that he was now like a wood that had dried up too much, even if he was thrown into the water, he would only float on the surface of the water, and would not absorb water quickly.

Su Jinxiu quickly remembered Liu Nanfeng's devouring ability, as long as he was surprised by the contents of his stomach, he would be devoured and converted into his own strength.

So now they just need to wake up Liu Nanfeng and give him food that contains enough energy, and he can recover.

But this idea is very good, and soon the two found that Liu Nanfeng was not just unconscious, but the entire consciousness entered the deep layer, if he was not completely awakened, he might be trapped in the deep consciousness and never wake up, which is what we often call a vegetative person.

But the vegetative person still has the ability to swallow, and if Liu Nanfeng becomes a vegetative person, I am afraid that he will only have to wait for death.

"There are still a few ginseng at home, but it's really not good, so I broke his stomach open and put it directly into his stomach."

Su Thrush said very bloody, but in fact, this is really a way, with the blessing of the two of them, they can't die at all by simply breaking their stomachs, but Su Jinxiu shook his head.

"The south wind is now like a candle flame in the wind, and if the last trace of spirit that supports his life completely dissipates, then he ......"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what can I do?" Su Thrush said anxiously.

"What are you panicking about?" Su Jinxiu glared at her.

Then he said: "I'll go into his consciousness and see if I can wake him up, you look at the two of us, don't disturb people." ”

She was a little worried that the tide would take advantage of the opportunity, after all, it was impossible for the people of the tide club not to know about such a big movement.

At this moment, they heard the river tide surging outside the window, Su Jinxiu glanced out the window, and then lay down beside Liu Nanfeng.

…………

"Winter Winter ......"

A sound of tapping the wooden fish appeared in Su Jinxiu's ears.

It was as if I was floating up from the waters of the Black Sea, and the light appeared in front of my eyes, and the feeling of depression disappeared.

She stuck her head out and realized that she was literally in the water.

I saw a handsome monk, sitting cross-legged on a reef, tapping on a wooden fish.

And there was a person standing in front of him, it was her husband Liu Nanfeng.

Between the eyebrows of the two, there is some similarity.

Because that monk is Feng Zhirun.

"Arun."

"Xianggong."

Su Thrush screamed, but the two of them didn't seem to hear her, one knocked on the wooden fish by himself, and the other looked at the sea and listened.

Su Jinxiu jumped up slightly, and then stepped lightly on the sea, she looked at her feet.

I was surprised to find that there were scenes emerging in the sea, some of Liu Nanfeng's and Feng Zhirun's, intertwined with each other, but independent of each other, like two unrelated undercurrents, it turned out that this was Liu Nanfeng's sea of memory.

Su Jinxiu also discovered something abnormal, it is said that it is impossible for Feng Zhirun's memory to appear in Liu Nanfeng's memory, after all, once he enters the reincarnation, everything is over, and the dust of the past turns into smoke and dust.

But now Feng Zhirun's memory has appeared in Liu Nanfeng's memory sea, which means that he has awakened his previous life, which is not surprising to Su Jinxiu, because she had doubts some time ago.

Even Ao Haiping could detect his identity from some small movements of Liu Nanfeng, not to mention Su Jinxiu, who got along with him day and night.

So when Ao Haiping came to commit today, she deliberately tested Liu Nanfeng and forced him to admit his identity.

After all, he still "made a mistake", although there are extenuating circumstances, and he is not to blame, but jealousy is jealousy.

But now she regrets it a little, it can be seen from the sea of memories that although Liu Nanfeng has awakened Feng Zhirun's memory, it is actually not much.

Most of them are about cultivation, there are Buddhism, Taoism, painting, and his sword technique that suppresses the world and frightens the world.

And there are very few memories of the love of children and the trivial things in the world.

Su Jinxiu probably guessed what was going on, it should be related to the painting sent by Zhu Yin'e.

Feng Zhirun is known as the second sword saint, the world only treats him as a sword, when the world is at the top, but ignores that his painting method is also unprecedented.

So he hid his skills in that "Koi Fish Playing Waves", which is very reasonable.

After all, you can't hide your life's love for your children.

Thinking of this, Su Jinxiu felt even more guilty.

She thought of what Liu Nanfeng said to Ao Haiping again.

"I am who I am."

Maybe he didn't say it to Ao Haiping, but to her.

Su Jinxiu felt like a needle prick, and she was extremely uncomfortable.

"Xianggong."

Su Jinxiu stepped forward and snorted affectionately.

Liu Nanfeng seemed to hear her voice, and turned his head in her direction with a puzzled expression, Su Jinxiu couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw it, and hurriedly called out again.

But this time, Liu Nanfeng turned his head as if he hadn't heard it, and said to Feng Zhirun next to him: "Monk, don't you feel annoyed when you keep knocking?" ”

When the monk heard this, he stopped tapping on his hand, and then said softly: "It's really a little annoying." ”

"Arun."

Su Jinxiu saw the person in front of her, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, this figure haunted her for many days and nights.

"Then don't knock it, besides, what's the use of you knocking on this?"

"Xianggong."

Su Jinxiu shouted again, and then walked to Liu Nanfeng's side and grabbed his arm, although he didn't realize it.

"I'm married."

Su Jinxiu said with a smile, tears in her eyes.

"What?" Liu Nanfeng looked to the side suspiciously.

"What?" Feng Zhirun also looked at him suspiciously.

"Did you hear anyone talking just now?" Liu Nanfeng asked.

Feng Zhirun shook his head.

Liu Nanfeng scratched his head, always feeling that he had forgotten something.

"By the way, you haven't told me yet, why did you knock on the wooden fish?"

"For the sake of peace of mind." Feng Zhirun said.

"Are you calm, then?"

Feng Zhirun shook his head.

"That's right, knock or not, what does it matter if you are quiet or not? If your heart is not still, you should knock your heart. ”

"You have a point." Feng Zhirun said and threw the wooden fish into the sea.

Then the wind surged, and Feng Zhirun changed from a handsome little monk to a ragged and unkempt beggar.

He said to Liu Nanfeng with a grin.

"I knocked on my heart, but I still couldn't calm down."

"Oh, what's it about you that keeps you from calming down?"

"It's because of something, because of someone."

"Then go and solve the things that make you unable to calm down, the people who can't calm down."

"You're right."

A sword aura rose into the sky.

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