The figure hurried to the side of the man in gray, half-supporting and half-hugging the man in gray.

This man was in his thirties and looked like a Confucian student. Draped in a cape.

Of course, that's not what it really is.

The man's voice was choked, he looked like a man, but at this moment he made a woman's tactful voice, and her tone was distressed and complaining.

"Master, Linghu Hidden Soul is too terrifying, it's just a demon. You...... You just untie the encirclement and take them away, I have already arranged it in the forest, Master, why do you bother to fight with the soul of Linghu Zang. ”

The man in gray coughed up some blood again, and then breathed his breath, feeling a little better. He said, "Lianqin, I know that sooner or later I will have to fight him, but fortunately it is today." Unexpectedly, not only did he have an abnormal physique, but he was also not afraid of pain......"

It turned out that the man in gray was Su Qinghou, and the person who looked like a Confucian was Xiao Lianqin.

Xiao Keqin said: "Master, you have also seen my sister, she is very good, you can rest assured." I also arranged for someone to help Lin Yi and them. We won't go to Jiuyin Mountain now...... You are so seriously injured, I will take you to Yancheng to find Qu Wuregret for treatment. ”

Su Qinghou patted his head with his hand, trying to remember something, and he asked, "Lianqin, who is the old man who was seriously injured by Linghu Hidden Soul?"

Xiao Lianqin said: "Master, he is the old man Zhou Jin, the head of Yongcui Lake. He has always supported Master and is an important force in the Southern Alliance. The person who carried him into the forest was his son Zhou Liang......"

Xiao Lianqin patiently said to Su Qinghou.

Su Qinghou leaned on Xiao Lianqin's arms, and he didn't know if he really remembered Zhou Jin as Xiao Lianqin spoke. He nodded noncommittally.

It turned out that Su Qinghou had finally regained his sanity after being healed by Fang Qingyun, and he would no longer meditate on finding his way to the Heavenly Court. However, Su Qinghou's memory was not completely recovered, and only partially recovered.

Su Qinghou has forgotten many people, forgotten a lot of things, forgotten a lot of past, and forgotten a lot of grievances and hatreds. Six or seven percent of his memories were lost.

Totally lost.

And his memory has deteriorated now. At the beginning, he never forgot it, but now there are some things that he forgot in less than two days.

But some things, some people, are destined to be engraved in his mind forever.

daughter, wife, Xiao Lianqin, Liu Yanliang, Lin Yi......

At the beginning, Xiao Lianqin braved the cold and went to Kunlun alone to find her master. Xiao Lianqin's eagerness is incomprehensible to ordinary people. She hurried all the way, regardless of the hardships and fatigue, and sometimes galloped for three or four days in a row before resting for one night. I don't know how many horses were changed along the way. She hated that she had no wings, so that she could fly to the Master's side as soon as possible and serve the Master.

In Xiao Lianqin's eyes, everything is a trivial matter, and only the master is a major matter.

Finally, after a long journey, the tired Xiao Lianqin came to Kunlun Mountain many days in advance. According to Lin Yi, she found the small temple standing on the top of the mountain in the mountain.

After Xiao Lianqin saw the master, she didn't care if the master could remember herself, she prostrated at his feet on the spot, and called out with tears in her eyes: "Master, Lianqin finally found you, Master, you have suffered......"

At that time, Su Qinghou was also very excited, he thought that Xiao Lianqin was killed in Taibai Mountain. Unexpectedly, Xiao Lianqin was still alive, and she had worked so hard to find it.

Su Qinghou pulled his lover up on the spot, held her hand, stared into her eyes, and didn't let go for a long time.

Xiao Lianqin learned about her master's current situation from Fang Qingyun.

Fang Qingyun said to Xiao Lianqin: "Your master's recovery until now is the best result. He had lost many of his memories and his memory had deteriorated, which was a blessing for him. ”

Yes, that's for the best.

The good ones made Xiao Lianqin a little unbelievable.

Although Master has lost too many memories, Master has regained his senses and no longer has to suffer from endless memories. Today's master is a normal person.

Xiao Lianqin's gratitude to Fang Qingyun is indescribable, and she can't repay it. She knelt at Fang Qingyun's feet and kowtowed several times. Bleeding straight from the forehead.

......

Xiao Lianqin said that she would not go to see Liu Yanliang first, but Su Qinghou seemed stubborn.

"No, I have to go see Yan Liang. I haven't seen him in over two years, and I'll have to see how he is now. Otherwise, I don't feel at ease. Su Qinghou said and patted his head with his hand and said, "I seem to remember that there is a rib that makes the fox hide the soul, and I have studied it...... But I can't remember. I don't want to, let's go to Jiuyin ...... first."

But before he could speak, Xiao Lianqin ordered Su Qinghou's sleeping hole. Master is so seriously injured now, of course Xiao Lianqin will not let him go to Jiuyin Mountain again. Xiao Lianqin had to take her master to Yancheng first to find Qu Wuregret for healing.

The spring is cold, and the night chill is even stronger.

Xiao Lianqin took off her cloak and wrapped it around her master, afraid that he would be cold. Then Xiao Lianqin picked up her master and threw herself into the smoke screen, and disappeared in a blink of an eye......

And Lin Yi and the others were in the smoke forest and couldn't find the direction for a while. If you go out of the forest in the wrong direction, you will be in trouble if you encounter the enemy again. At this moment, a square in the forest flashed red. The red light swayed. It looks like someone is holding a torch and waving it.

Lin Yi and the others walked towards the red light. Under the guidance of the red light, several people came out of the forest. Sure enough, there was a man in black in front of him, holding up a torch to lead the way.

The man said to Lin Yi, "King Lin, please come with me." ”

Lin Yi and the others continued to follow the firelight. After another meal, several people came to the foot of the mountain. There are two dilapidated houses there.

One of the rooms was lit up.

The man in black said to Lin Yi: "It's getting late, you can rest here tonight." King Lin rest assured, someone will let the wind go for you. ”

The man in black finished speaking and left.

Lin Yi and the others entered the brightly lit house. There is a large kang in the room, and there are several sets of bedding. On the table by the window, there is a bamboo basket of wine and food. Really well arranged.

Su Jin'er jumped on the kang bunk and laid the futon first, and Zhou Liang put his father on the kang. At this moment, Old Man Zhou's eyes were closed, and his face was like ashes. Old Man Zhou's entire chest also fell down, and his clothes were also stained red with blood.

Zhou Liang tried his father's snort with his hand, and immediately cried: "Dad, ......"

Li Yan glanced at Zhou Jin, who was like a dead man, and her face was expressionless.

Lin Yi also went to the kang, and he tried the old man's snort next week, but there was almost none. Lin Yi checked Zhou Jin's injuries and felt sad in his heart. The "grandfather" was so badly injured that there was no possibility of treatment.

At this time, Zhou Jin's fingers suddenly moved, and Lin Yi hurriedly said to Wang, who was picking up a roast chicken and tearing it: "Brother, quickly lose some internal strength to Master Zhou......"

Wanghuilai threw down the roast chicken body and swept it onto the kang, Wanghuilai frowned and said: "The injury is so serious, the gods are difficult to save." ”

Lin Yi also knew that Zhou Jin was irretrievable, but he wanted Zhou Jin to say something when he was dying to see what to say.

Lin Yi said: "If you don't come, then I can only come." ”

Wanghui hurriedly said: "You are half dead now, or I will come." Alas, who made me owe you in my last life. ”

When he returned, he put his hand on Zhou Jin's Baihui acupoint, and the true qi in his palm was slowly injected into the top of Zhou Jin's head, and then the top of his head traveled towards all parts of his body.

A little, Zhou Jin coughed.

With a cough, he spat out a mouthful of black blood in the form of lumps.

After spitting it out, Zhou Jin's dead face looked a little better, he let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes that were about to be extinguished like a broken candle searched, and finally landed on Li Yan, who was sitting at the table.

Zhou Jin shouted with difficulty: "Yannu ......"