Chapter 3454: Holy Maiden Memory Conflict 1
The Taoist said in response, "The Medicine King is right. Leng Xuan, you just stay here honestly, and the benefactor Yunlong and I will go back first, and let Brother Guigu stay with you. Wait a few days to confirm that everything is fine. , come back again." Leng Xuan hesitated for a while, then nodded and said: "Okay. Old Daoist, after you go back, please help me pay attention to the movement of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace." The Taoist smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'll pay attention. Okay, I won't talk much, let's go first." After speaking, he bowed to Yaowang, and then galloped away in the direction of Yaowanggu's exit with Tang Yunlong.
At this moment, on Zhonghua Mountain, in the cave of the Nine Heavens Holy Palace, Ling Xuejiu was lying on the bed, slowly opening her eyes, she gently turned her snow neck and looked around. At this moment, a soft voice came into her ears: "Saint, you finally woke up." With the words, the figure of a middle-aged woman came into Ling Xueji's eyes, it was she 's personal maid, Xiuyu. Ling Xuejiu stared blankly at Xiuyu, and didn't answer for a long time, as if he was lost. Seeing this, Xiuyu asked with concern, "Saint, are you alright?" Ling Xuejiu moved her lips and said, "Who are you?" After a while, she continued, "I am this Where?" Hearing her words, Xiuyu's expression changed suddenly, and she quickly said, "Saint, don't you know me? I'm Xiuyu."
"Xiuyu?" Ling Xuejiu recalled for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Do I know you?" Xiuyu was stunned, and then asked, "Saint, if you forget me, then you can still pay for it. Do you remember who you are?" Ling Xuejiu muttered to himself, "Who am I? Yes, who am I?" Thinking about it, she suddenly frowned, put her hands on her forehead, and said in pain, "Head It hurts." Seeing her face full of pain, Xiuyu immediately said: "Saint, if you can't remember, don't think about it, you lie down for a while, and I'll inform the Palace Master and the Great Elder." After speaking, She turned and walked out of the room. Not long after, Qiu Fengying and an old man with silver beard and hair walked quickly into the room. Qiu Fengying came to the head of the bed, looked at Ling Xuejiu on the bed, and asked softly, "Saint, do you still remember me?" Ling Xueji rolled his eyes, staring blankly at Qiu Fengying's face, After a while, she asked, "Who are you? Did I know you before?" Qiu Fengying's expression changed slightly, and she looked at the old man next to her with complicated eyes, and asked, "Elder, what's going on?"
The first elder frowned, and instead of answering directly, he asked Ling Xueji, "Saint, what do you remember?" Ling Xueji closed her eyes slightly and tried her best to recall, but whenever she recalled the past She felt a sharp pain, as if thousands of ants were crawling in her brain. Qiu Fengying thought for a while, and then said softly, "Saint, think about it carefully, for example, the Nine Heavens Holy Palace, Ma Yuanzhen, the Cultivation Conference, Zhonghua Mountain..." She reported the recent events one by one, hoping Can guide Ling Xueji's memory. However, the more she talked, the more intense the pain on Ling Xuejiu's face. After a short while, I saw her holding her head in her hands, and her mouth let out bursts of painful moans from time to time. Seeing this, the first elder quickly stopped him and said, "Okay, don't talk about it, it won't work for her at all."
Qiu Fengying looked worried and said, "How could it become like this? Wasn't it good before?"