Please take care of yourself [Quick Transmigration]

Ling Yi read a story in the book, the monster was tied to a pillar with a rope when it was young, the little monster was not strong enough to break free from the rope, and was tied to the pillar day after day until the little monster grew up and became It has become a huge monster that can move mountains with its strength, and it can cut the fragile rope with a light grasp of its sharp claws.

The result was jaw-dropping, the huge monster was tamely bound by the rope, and the memory of its childhood struggle was deeply imprinted in its mind, making it dare not try again.

Ling Yi fixed his eyes on the direction of the east of the city, and felt that he was the monster mentioned in the book, and the rope was not around his neck, but around his heart.

It is not the rope that binds him, but Cangji City.

He patted the railing under his hand in resentment, went back to the house and picked up the Ling family's ancestral Xuanbing sword, and took another high-grade spirit stone and put it in the groove of the sword handle.

He has never built a foundation and cannot fly in the air, so he can only rely on magic tools.

After laying in the spirit stone, the blade of Xuanbingjian trembled slightly, Ling Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, put the sword on the ground, and watched it float up slowly by itself.

He silently recited the mantra several times in his heart, stepped on the sword, and said the word "Dong", and the Xuanbing Sword flew up with a whoosh, leading him out from the attic terrace and heading east of the city.

It was late at night, and Ling Yi didn't see the enchanting purple and green scene. He held the night pearl emitting a gleaming green light in one hand, while carefully searching for traces of the faint blue.

After turning around in and out of the Bauhinia forest for a few times, the faint blue has never appeared. Ling Yi put down his hand in disappointment, wondering if he had misread it?

Sensing the disappointment of the master, the spiritual Xuanbing Sword also pulled up, and the speed was much slower. Ling Yi couldn't find what attracted him to come here, and wanted to go back home. He just wanted to urge the Xuanbing Sword to speed up. Speed, a drop of You's warm liquid dripped on his face, with a faint smell of blood.

Ling Yi's eyes froze, and he looked up, the bauhinia branch was too slender, he never thought about the possibility of "You Lan" falling on the tree.

Now it seems that he is still careless.

Youlan was much weaker, almost too faint to be seen, Ling Yi carefully drove the Xuanbing Sword closer, and after seeing what was wrapped in Youlan, he couldn't help holding his breath.

The faint blue is not light, but a layer of cold ice, tangled and woven on the surrounding bauhinia trees, forming a solid ice net, which will hold the person lying in the center firmly.

Ling Yi has excellent eyesight, he can clearly see the appearance of a comatose young man, dressed in white, with slender eyebrows, white and delicate skin, and under the bridge of his straight nose are delicate and smooth lips, which are now pale due to blood loss , Ling Yi inexplicably felt that the color was dazzling, he thought it should be bright red, and the smile had a beautiful curvature.

Just as Ling Yi was staring blankly at the unconscious young man, Youlan on the ice net became weaker and weaker, finally overwhelmed, and broke with a "chi".

Startled, Ling Yi quickly came to the bottom of the ice net to catch the falling boy.

The boy in his arms was very light, and Ling Yi didn't have to exert much effort to hold him. Ling Yi's gaze paused for a while on the boy's bleeding arm, and he adjusted his hugging posture carefully so as not to touch the wound.

Looking at the young man's frail face with his eyes closed, Ling Yi felt a little distressed for no reason.

He didn't know the boy's name, and he didn't know why the boy fell here and was picked up by him.

But since he picked her up, don't even think about leaving him.

The peaceful night in Cangji City was broken, and the city lord's mansion was so busy that all the doctors in the city were invited to treat a comatose teenager.

The city lord regarded this strange boy more than his eyeballs, and he refused to pretend to change clothes, so he drove everyone out to help the boy change.

When Su Jinnian woke up, he saw a group of people kneeling down in the luxuriously furnished bedroom, a tall figure in black clothes stood with his back facing him, and the whole hall was silent.

He clearly remembered that he was at the inn in Cangzhou before going to bed, and Ling Yi was the only one beside him, what's going on with the current situation?

Moreover, his eyes fell on his right arm, although it had been properly bandaged, Su Jinnian could still feel the pain.

She was safe and sound before going to bed, why did she get a wound on her hand after sleeping?

There were so many strange things that Su Jinnian couldn't figure it out.

"Where is this?"

Even though the atmosphere was terribly tense, Su Jinnian couldn't feel any fear for no reason. He fixed his eyes on the black figure standing with his back facing him, and asked aloud.

Hearing the voice behind him, Ling Yi turned around in surprise, but he is the kind of person who is more ecstatic inside but calmer on the outside. No one taught him how to express joy, and he has never The moment you want to express joy to whom.

This kind of character Ling Yi didn't think it was a defect before, but now he hates it extremely.With a cold face, what if I scare the boy?

On the other side, the moment their eyes met, Su Jinnian was sure that this was his lover.

Strange how are they all here?

Su Jinnian felt strange, and decided not to startle the snake.

Unable to force a smile, Ling Yi froze, walked quickly to the bedside, looked at Su Jinnian: "You're awake, how do you feel?"

Su Jinnian frowned: "Hand hurts."

Su Jinnian's voice is waxy and soft, and just waking up, the simple two words sound like a baby, and every syllable is full of seductive moisture.

Ling Yi panicked immediately, and called the doctor to examine Su Jinnian, while he stepped aside and stood aside, not daring to take his eyes off.

"Yes, City Lord."

The doctor rejoiced in his heart, the young man only seemed to have injuries on his arms, but in fact the internal injuries were extremely serious, his cultivation level should not be low before the injury, but now he has fallen to the second level of entraining energy, a level that even a yellow-haired child can't match.

The city lord was furious when he found out about the boy's injury, and ordered them to heal the boy and find a way to restore the boy's cultivation.

With such a serious injury, it is extremely difficult to heal it, let alone restore cultivation?

All the doctors looked at each other, but no one dared to respond.

Judging by the reactions of the doctors, how could Ling Yi not know?These quack doctors can't cure the boy at all.

While the city lord was burning with anger, the comatose young man woke up and saved the lives of the restless doctors.

The doctor checked carefully and reported the situation: "It is normal for the wound to hurt. I will prescribe a painkiller. After drinking it, the pain will go away."

Ling Yi nodded and asked the doctor to write.

Before the doctor left, he heard the words of the city lord's Xintoubao again.

"Xintoubao" said in a confused tone, "Who am I?"

The doctor's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Ling Yi.

Ling Yi's face was as deep as water, and he couldn't see what he was thinking clearly, so he just gave the order lightly: "See you again."

In the end, as expected by Su Jinnian, the doctor gave the answer to the amnesia.

After writing the pain-relief prescription and handing it to the medicine boy to cook, the doctors filed out, only the loyal old housekeeper stayed by.

Ling Yi sat by the bed, looking at Su Jinnian with unpredictable eyes.

According to the doctors, the boy is a rare mutated ice spirit root, with excellent talent, and his cultivation level before the injury was at least Chengdan.

Cheng Dan, this is too far away for Ling Yi.

Cangji City is just a small city on the edge of Jizhou. Not to mention the monks of the Chengdan period, even the monks who established the foundation are rare.

To be able to have such cultivation at such a young age, he must be an official disciple of the great sect, and he will definitely return to the sect when he recovers from his injury.

Ling Yi was hesitating, the gap between them was so big, how could he keep this exiled boy who accidentally fell into the mortal world?

At this time, the news of amnesia hit Ling Yi like a huge surprise.

If amnesia can keep the boy from leaving him, then let the boy lose his memory, and he will give the boy a better memory.

Su Jinnian didn't know what was going on in his mind, and he looked at him with horror, so he ducked and lowered his head, took a sip of water carefully, and looked up to find that Ling Yi was still staring at him.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Ling Yi withdrew his gaze in a panic, and didn't speak for a while, but his ears turned suspiciously red.

Su Jinnian thought it was funny, and pretended to be curious and stared at the red skin, Ling Yi put on the airs of the mighty city lord, and didn't look back.

The redness at the base of the ears tends to spread.

Just at this time, the medicine boy boiled the medicine and brought it up. Ling Yi put down his pretensions, took the bowl of medicine, tested the temperature himself, and then fed Su Jinnian spoonful by spoonful.

Su Jinnian was reluctant to destroy such a tender moment, so he drank it obediently.

The medicine was decocted from spirit grass, not only not bitter, but also sweet, Su Jinnian drank it very happily.

No matter how much medicine there is in a bowl, it will still bottom out even if Ling Yi deliberately slows down the feeding.

Su Jinnian held back his laughter, and didn't point out his carefulness.

Ling Yi stared at the bottom of the bowl for a while, as if he could see the medicinal soup out of thin air, before he said, "Does it still hurt?"

Su Jinnian tried to feel it, and what the doctor said was really good, the wound on his right arm has healed up a lot, only a little pain remained, which was within the tolerable range.

Then he raised a smile: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Ling Yi seemed to have been stung by that smile, and hastily left a sentence to have a good rest and come back to see him tomorrow, before leaving.

Looking at his footsteps, Su Jinnian had the vague feeling of running away, and couldn't help laughing, such a lover is rare and innocent.

cute!

It's just that the current situation is too unclear, Su Jinnian slowly traced the clues in his heart, thinking that the most likely thing is that Linyi finally caught him, and created an illusion to lock himself and Su Jinnian in.

But this guess is also very untenable.

Since it is Ling Yi's illusion, why does he have no memory?

Moreover, the doctor called City Lord Ling Yi, which touched Su Jinnian's heart.

Getting closer and closer to the truth, Su Jinnian sensed someone who was guarding outside the hall and refused to leave, and he felt sweet in his heart, thinking that the soldiers would come to cover him up, so he fell asleep happily.

In his sleep, Su Jinnian felt a thick hand caressing his face softly, and something warm passed over his lips, as if he was afraid of sinking.

Su Jinnian had a feeling in his heart, he opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was the tall figure running away.