School beauty's immortal cultivation powerhouse

"Ah, you wake up, hee hee."

When the young man opened his eyes, he saw a little loli in front of his bed, holding a little baby fat gills looking at him, a pair of watery bright eyes flickering at him.

The long black eyelashes are like two small brushes, very lively.

"Where is it?"

The young man only felt that his head was dizzy, his lips were dry, his voice was hoarse, and even his consciousness was vague.

"This is Lingshan."

Little Lori explained with a smile, "haven't you ever heard of Lingshan, one of the three secret places? By the way, what's your name? When my grandmother and I found you, your whole body was blackened. It seems that you were struck by thunder. "

When she said that, the little loli covered her mouth and snickered. Her big watery eyes turned into crescent shape and gloated: "what have you done to make you look like this?"

Little Lori chatters and questions, but after hearing the words, the teenager's eyes show a trace of confusion.

He tried to think about it, and finally felt a splitting headache.

He screamed, covered his forehead and fell in a cold sweat.

Then, vaguely heard little Laurie panic call grandma's voice.

Next, he didn't know anything.

When he woke up again, an old woman in her eighties was sitting by his bed.

The boy suddenly woke up, and then sat up to watch the old woman,

The old woman snorted coldly: "don't worry, I won't hurt you, otherwise I won't agree with Xiao Xiang'er to save you."

The young man looked at the little Lori beside him.

I think the little Xiang'er that the old woman said is her.

Little Lori nodded, then said with a playful smile, "yes, yes, you don't have to be afraid of us. Grandma and I won't hurt you."

The old woman seemed to be a little unhappy. She read: "it's really a big life. You can live if you are struck by thunder."

"Grandma, don't say that."

Little Lori seemed to be a little unhappy, and said, "I said he could wake up. Although he had slept for three months, he was alive."

She seems to have a sense of accomplishment in saving her youth.

The old woman sighed, then asked coldly, "what's your name? Where do you come from? "

Hearing this, the boy held his forehead and felt a headache again.

"I don't know," he said bitterly, "I feel like I can't remember anything."

"Is it stupid to be struck by thunder?"

The old woman looked at Yang Tian thoughtfully, then glared at little Lori and said, "look at what you've done. It's difficult for us to depend on each other. You've caused such a big trouble. Now, he can't remember anything. Do we still have to support him?"

Little Lori said coquettishly, "grandma, don't say that. That's what sister Xiyao taught me to save people's lives."

The old woman rolled her eyes and said, "did she teach you how to keep your fat water from flowing to other people's fields? If you save this boy, just marry him and be his daughter-in-law. In this way, I can find the right person for you easily."

In a word, let little Laurie make a big red face.

She looked at the young man's scorched black face, and immediately stepped back. Then she took the old woman's arm, shook it and said, "grandma, I don't want to get married because I'm still young."

"Well, since you don't want to get married, what are you going to do to save him?"

The old woman stood up and reproached little Lori for a few words. Then she looked at the bed and said, "I don't care if you are really stupid or not. I'll leave here immediately after I get well. I don't care if I'm in this place."

Then he turned and left.

Little Lori trotted up with them, and they seemed to be arguing outside the door.

The boy listened attentively, only listening to little Lori pleading: "grandma, you let him stay, I want a brother, he is a good man."

The old woman's voice was discontented and said, "good man? How do you know he's a good man? Can you be a good man if you're cut like this by thunder? He must have done a lot of bad things. No, he can't stay here. He will leave immediately after his injury is healed

Little Lori heard some anxious voices.

"Then he can't remember his name. Where did he go after he left here? It's pitiful to think that he can't find any relatives."

"Do you think it's pitiful that I'm an old lady who has served you, but I still have to serve that boy? It's not negotiable. "

After that, the old woman left.

Little Lori sighed and went back to the low wooden house.

After looking at the boy's bright and deep eyes full of confusion, little Lori pulled up a wisp of smile and said, "don't worry, my grandmother is a bean curd heart with a knife mouth. In fact, her heart is not bad."

The boy nodded his head.

He is of unknown origin and has been struck by thunder all over his body. Maybe it's true that she was a bad person before she lost her memory, and then she was struck by thunder. Moreover, he was seriously injured, which was a burden. He was very grateful for the other party's willingness to accept him until his injury recovered. Just as she thought of it, the old woman pushed the door in again. She had a pot of medicine soup in her hand and put it directly on the table. She said coldly, "drink it quickly." Xiao Xiang'er sniffed it gently, and then her eyes turned to her and said eagerly, "grandma, you've made a prescription for the thousand year old ginseng in our family. It's for tonifying your body. You're not in good health. Why..." before she finished her words, the old woman rolled her eyes and said, "it's not your trouble. Now I know what I love? " Xiao Xiang'er vomited his tongue and made a face at the old woman. The old woman was angry and funny, but she had nothing to do. The young man knew that the old woman was cold outside and warm at heart, so he took the medicine soup and said, "thank you for your kindness. I will never forget it."“ Hum The old woman snorted coldly, but her face was softened by the boy's respectful attitude. She should not be a bad person if she can be so polite. Xiao Xiang'er can get along well with this boy. After the old woman left, the boy handed the medicine soup bowl to Xiao Xiang'er and said with a smile, "thank you for saving my life." When Xiao Xiang'er heard the thanks, her face flushed with excitement. She quickly waved her hand and said, "ah ha ha, it's OK. Saving one life is better than building a seven level floating butcher. This is what sister Xiyao taught me."“ Who is Xiyao? " There was a trace of doubt on the boy's face. With a look of worship in her eyes, Xiao Xiang'er explained: "sister Xiyao is the master of our Lingshan mountain. Her cultivation is unpredictable. When my grandmother and I saved you, you had no breath. We all thought you were dead. Just when we wanted to bury you, we suddenly felt your weak heartbeat, so I begged my grandmother to bring you back, Let the empress ask sister Xiyao to save you. If it wasn't for her to deliver you the magnificent Zhenyuan, you would have died. " The young man nodded thoughtfully and said, "it seems that I still owe her a life."“ Mm-hmm! " Xiao Xiang'er nodded and said, "sister Xiyao is the best. She has exhausted all her real yuan in order to heal you. When you can walk down, you must go to thank sister Xiyao."“ Well The boy said with a smile, "that's nature. I'll never forget the kindness of saving lives." They talked about some things again. Xiao Xiang'er told them all about the process of saving him. He wanted to wake up the young man's memory, but he was always at a loss. Xiao Xiang'er sighed and seemed to be lost. "It's OK. Don't worry. I can't think of it. I'll help you recover your memory." After that, he chirped and said: "you don't know that in the past three months, you have been unconscious, you don't eat or drink. If you didn't have a heartbeat every other hour, I would have buried you, but fortunately you woke up. It's really lucky."“ Maybe it's hard life. " The boy gave a bitter smile. Xiao Xiang'er saw the young man's unhappiness, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him like an adult: "ha ha ha, don't be sad. If you survive, you will be blessed. By the way, there was only a sword beside you. I'll take it out for you. Maybe you can remember something." With that, I finally found the broken sword which had been covered with dust for three months. The whole body of the sword was scorched black. It was the same as the skin on the boy's body. It seemed that it was also struck by thunder. What's more, it was bent like a dogleg, only two words could be seen from the hilt. legend of chusen!