Ye Qingqiao opened his eyes, and a magnified handsome face came into view, and this person held her face with both hands and called affectionately: "Bihua~ You finally woke up......"

Ye Qingqiao's pupils shrank suddenly, damn the disciple, so a punch flew up......

"Ah~" after a scream......

Ye Qingqiao turned over and got up, and saw a man in purple in front of him covering his nose and screaming repeatedly, this person was the disciple who had done her hands on her just now.

"Bihua~ Why are you beating me?" The man in purple said pitifully, he took his hand away and looked at it, his hands were full of blood, "Look, it's all bleeding~"

Ye Qingqiao looked at him coldly, "Who are you?"

The man in purple was stunned, "Bihua?", he rushed over to support Ye Qingqiao's shoulder, "Are you okay?"

Ye Qingqiao opened the purple-clothed man's hand, instantly grabbed his neck, and shouted, "What are you going to do!"

"Cough~" The man in purple grabbed her hand with both hands and shouted in a panic: "Bihua, I'm Xing Kun~"

"Xing Kun, Xing Kun......" Ye Qingqiao read the name repeatedly, with a sense of déjà vu, she slowly let go of the hand that was holding Xing Kong's neck.

Xing Kun was free, and he couldn't wait to take a few deep breaths, and finally eased up.

"Who am I?" she asked with a frown, as if something was passing in her head, and the sharp pain came from the inside out, making Ye Qingqiao squat on the ground in pain while holding his head.

Seeing this, Xing Kun immediately stepped forward and hugged her, "Bihua, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Qingqiao raised his head suddenly, grabbed Xing Kong's hand, and asked in a panic, "Who am I?" I don't even remember who I am, tell me quickly!"

Xing Kun was also frightened, what happened to him? Could it be the sequelae left by Bihua being injured by Zhao Yunxiang's soul bell half a month ago?

"Ah~~" There seemed to be something pulling in her head, her memory was peeled off little by little, and she grabbed her head painfully and was about to hit the ground, as if this was the only way to relieve the bone-eating pain.

Xing Kong saw that it was not good to go on like this, after recuperating for half a month, he was about to get better, and if he continued to toss like this, it was estimated that he would have to lie down for half a year. So, he immediately knocked Bihua the back of the neck.

Bihua felt a pain in the back of her neck, suddenly rolled her eyes, and fainted in Xing Kong's arms.

Xing Kun carried her to the bed and put her away, covered her with a thin quilt, and immediately went out. He was going to find Long Po, and last time she healed Bihua's injury.

Half an hour later, Xing Kong brought Long Po.

Long Po trembled and stretched out her hand to Bi Hua's forehead three inches in front of her, her chapped lips muttered a mysterious incantation, and after a while, Long Po's palm slowly emitted a faint white smoke, these white smoke fluttered above Bi Hua's head, and after a few breaths, the white smoke drilled into Bi Hua's seven orifices.

Xing Kun looked at Long Po nervously, and didn't dare to say a word, for fear of disturbing Long Po to cast spells.

In the end, Long Po retracted her hand, perhaps because she was older, and Long Po looked even older at this time.

Xing Kong asked anxiously, "Long Po, how is it?"

"I didn't expect the soul bell to be so powerful, your lady's soul was almost scattered, I had already helped her repair it half a month ago, but I didn't expect that the soul bell hurt not only the soul, but also slowly devoured the memory of the injured. Long Po said quietly.

"Ah~" Xing Kun cried out in horror, "What should I do then?" 2k reading web