The Summoner in the Ice Coffin of the Allure

Chapter 768

After returning from the mixing room, Gu Lingsha immediately supported Feng Wurao back to the Hall of Pure Heart.As soon as they arrived in the hall, the two of them immediately sat cross-legged, and she quickly moved the flame of the night in her palm against his vest.

The Sword of Burning Night, a lore sword derived from the Fire of Burning Night, but, in this world, apart from the Fire of Burning Night in her body that can suppress its sword evil, there is probably nothing left. able to control it.

Sure enough, as soon as the fire of burning night was suppressed, the man sitting cross-legged in front of her, the pain between his eyebrows eased a lot, and the breath in his chest slowly calmed down.

Seeing this, Gu Lingsha slowly withdrew her fire of burning the night, breathed a sigh of relief, got up and got off the bed and asked softly, "Master, do you feel better?"

"Ok!"

Hearing this soft voice like a spring breeze, Feng Wurao, who had been closing his eyes for a while, finally opened his eyes.When I saw the girl standing in front of me, it was the blue-clothed woman who appeared here yesterday, a dazed look flashed in her not-so-clear eyes: "Are you...?"

Even though she was already mentally prepared, when Gu Lingsha heard these two words, her heart twitched fiercely!
"Master doesn't remember me? My name is Gu Lingsha, and I'm your apprentice."

"Apprentice?" Hearing this, the quiet Feng Wurao's doubts deepened.

Gu Lingsha nodded, and came up with some medicinal powder to carefully bandage the wound on his hands.

Feng Wurao watched all of this quietly, and seeing that the girl had applied the medicinal powder to herself, she took another piece of purple silk on her green fingers, and carefully helped her to bandage the wound.

Suddenly, his eyes moved, and his eyes gradually moved from the girl's fingers to the beautiful face that looked very tired: "Then...what's my name?"

The voice fell, and suddenly, the pair of fingers holding the purple ribbon froze there.

Actually... don't even remember who you are?

Trying to calm down the inner breath that was about to collapse in her chest, Gu Lingsha raised her eyes and pulled out a difficult smile to look at the man in front of her: "Your surname is Feng, your name is Feng Wurao, and you live in Nanzhaoxiang. A Taoist cultivator in the Fragrant Clouds Waterside Pavilion in Mingshan, and I worship you as a teacher to learn art."

Since he doesn't even remember it, let her tell him everything.

"Oh!"

Hearing this, the man whose eyes were still at a loss finally nodded in disbelief.

Gu Lingsha saw this, so she habitually wanted to roll up his sleeves and carefully check whether there were other injuries elsewhere?

Unexpectedly, her fingers lifted the man's sleeve, and immediately, he withdrew his wrist like an electric shock: "What are you going to do?"

Gu Lingsha was stunned for a moment, and when she saw the flash of disgust in the other's eyes, suddenly, in her heart, the grievance and despair swept toward her like the sea after a high tide. .

"Feng Wurao, how can you treat me like this? How can you... forget everything after waking up?!!" When it came to the last few words, she almost arrogantly held her hands directly and ruthlessly. Stopped the wrist that the man just threw off his own.

(End of this chapter)