Chapter 31 Memory Recovery

Lian Yue looked at all this in a staggered way, looking at the crisscrossing scars of the old and the old, and the drops of blood dripping, and her heart was as painful as a knife.

"It's okay. It'll be fine in a moment. I'm used to it."

Lian Yue looked at Chuchen, who pretended to be strong and her lips were getting whiter and whiter, and asked sadly, "How much is this... how much is it?"

"Sister Yueer, don't ask the senior brother. I'll answer. According to the size of this teacup, it takes a total of three cups, and Aunt Lan said that it can only be the brother's blood, otherwise Yaoyao would have replaced the senior brother." Yaoyao said with a crying voice.

Three cups, but three more cups, so much. Lian Yue looked at Chuchen, who had lost too much blood because of the injury, and suddenly flashed in her mind that his blood was necessary. Then we were twins, and my blood was not okay. Lianyue hurriedly said, "Youyao, stop the bleeding for him."

"Can..."

"No way!"

"There's nothing wrong, but Chuchen and I are twins. His blood can be used, and my blood can be used. He is so weak. If he bleeds again, his life will be in danger." Lian Yue rolled up her sleeves and reached out to grab the sword in Chu Chen's hand.

Originally, everyone's eyes in the hall were focused on them. Hearing what she said, they all cast doubtful eyes. Lian Yu said directly, "Yueer, what are you talking about, twins."

Seeing that Lian Yue couldn't grab Chuchen's sword, she was ready to borrow the sword. "Sister, I'll talk to you later. In a word, Chuchen is also the child of his father and mother. Qingfeng, lend me your sword."

If anyone sees Yuwen Lingxi's eyes now, they will definitely be dazzled by the bright light emitted from it

Lian Yu looked at Chu Chen suspiciously and tried to digest this message. Yue Lingjun quickly responded: "If what you said is true, can my blood be used?"

Meng Lan looked at the wordsical people, and then looked at Meng Yanran in Yue Zhanpeng's arms. She said anxiously, "Don't fight with your brother and sister. The blood of any of the four of you is fine. The key is fast!"

Lian Yue just grabbed the sword from Qingfeng's hand. Yue Lingjun scratched his wrist without hesitation and picked it up with a teacup. "Yueer, just do this. Qingfeng, take your sword back."

Lian Yue looked at her eldest brother and Chu Chen. A layer of mist rose in her eyes again. Yue Lingjun's stroke was very deep. In addition, he was not as injured as Chu Chen. Chu Chen's cup was not full. The two cups on his side had been picked up, and Qingfeng and Qingqiu carefully sent them to Meng Lan.

Yue Lingjun glanced in the direction of Chu Chen, and then walked over. He pushed Chu Chen's arm away without saying a word and cut the wound that had stopped bleeding and dripped into his cup. Chu Chen, who raised his arm, stared at the blood drop by drop of fused together, and an unprecedented warmth rose in his heart, allowing the disciples next to him to help him. Prick the wound.

When the cup was also full, Yue Lingjun's face was already a little pale. Lan Shui took the wound medicine and gauze in the hands of the disciples of the Yinzong and carefully bandaged him. The eyes of the people in the hall were closely fixed on Meng Yanran, who was in a coma.

Meng Lan took the teacup in Yaoyao's hand and sent the blood in it into the unconscious Meng Yanran's mouth, and then took the pulse. Then she breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and finally said helplessly, "Hold me. I can't move at this moment."

Yue Zhanpeng nodded hurriedly, holding Meng Yanran's arms more and more careful, and his eyes were gentle.

Lian Yue looked at her father, and her heart was sour. She slowly squeezed into the blue water's arms beside her. The blue water's arms were still really warm, like the mother's arms.

Gradually, the medicine caused an effect. Meng Yanran's tightly locked eyebrows in Yue Zhanpeng's arms stretched slightly, gently rubbed her temples with her middle finger, slowly opened her eyelids, and fell into Yue Zhanpeng's eyes and could no longer move away.

"Sister, can you pull out the needle on my head?" Meng Yanran finally moved her eyes and struggled to stand up several times, but she did not break free from her powerful arms. She simply stopped struggling and said in a slow voice.

Meng Lan suddenly enlarged her eyes and said incoherently, "How do you know!"

Meng Yanran smiled bitterly and hooked the corners of her mouth, "Senior sister, my own body is finally clear. I have been hanging like this for so many years, and I can guess it. In the past, I just thought it was irrelevant, but now I really want to know what happened to me."

"No way!"

"No!"

The voices of Meng Lan and Yue Zhanpeng sounded together, very firm.

Meng Lan looked at Yue Zhanpeng in surprise, and it was incredible that he would refuse.

"Since you have guessed it, I don't want to hide it from you. I pricked the needle on your head, but it's also for your own good. If you still recognize my senior sister, don't want me to pull out the needle for you." Meng Lan picked her up from Yue Zhanpeng's arms, her face sank, and she put it directly on the senior sister's shelf.

"Senior sister..."

"Don't say it, I won't agree."

Both sisters looked at each other without blinking, trying to make each other compromise.

Lian Yue looked at the two deadlocked people and really didn't know which one to support. On the one hand, she really hoped that her mother could think of them and her father. This feeling of not knowing each other was really aggrieved. On the other hand, she is worried about her mother's condition. She has just seen it with her own eyes that her mother's current calmness is exchanged for three cups of blood from her brothers. If she really pulls the needle, it will accelerate the deterioration, then she would rather her mother to be the same as she is now.

In the end, Meng Yanran withdrew her sight first. Meng Lan was relieved to see that she was no longer persistent, but as soon as she was half relieved, she was choked back by Meng Yanran's next words.

"Yo Yao, come on!"

"Ah... me?" As soon as Yaoyao heard that he was called, his little face suddenly became bitter. Why? Why? Why is it me every time! Are there so many people in the room? His big eyes flickered and said in embarrassment, "Master, I can't do it!"

Meng Yanran showed a bright smile on Yaoyao, so she pretended to be puzzled and said, "Won't you want to help Master?"

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Crazy! Crazy! How can Master be like this? It's so beautiful! Yaoyao likes it very much. What should I do? What to do! No, I must resist **, endure... I can't stand it... I can't... Master smiled again... The smile is more beautiful... I really can't resist...

Yaoyao looked frustrated, nodded weakly, moved his footsteps and leaned against Meng Yanran again. Meng Yanran was very cooperative and bent into the right position.

Lian Yue looked at the interaction between the master and apprentice in astonishment. Her open mouth was enough to stuff an egg. She secretly praised in her heart. Why is this Yaoyao so... She is really willing to bow down. However, even Yaoyao was convinced, but she immediately realized what Yaoyao promised. At a glance, Yaoyao's little hand had begun to pull Niang's hair. Lianyue was at a loss for a moment, and her heart was even more uncertain. Do you want to stop it? And the rest of the people who are not clear about the situation will not stop it.

But Yaoyao's current behavior can be said to have really ignited a man's cannonball fight, that is, the elder Menglan. She looked at the two masters and apprentices who regarded her words as the ear angrily, gritted her teeth and roared, "Yaoyao, do you want to kill your master!"

Yaoyao was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hands and defended aggrievedly, "No... No... How can I... But Aunt Lan, I can't refuse at all like this..."

"Sister, I've made up my mind. Don't scare me." Meng Yanran's slightly dissatisfied voice sounded again, "Yiao, let's continue!"

Yaoyao rubbed his little hands in place and looked at everyone in the hall for help, no matter whether they knew it or not.

"Sister, you... Since you know your physical condition, you should understand what this unblocked memory means. If it's not good, you will go crazy!"

Meng Lan's words woke up a person in the hall like lightning.

Yue Zhanpeng also opened his mouth anxiously to stop him and said, "You can't take this risk. I don't allow it."

"Fourth sister, no, I, Zhou Man, the master of the dream, also feel that I can't pull it out."

"Master, you are still thinking about it. Chener thinks it's better to wait."

In this hall, except for Lian Yue and Lan Shui, those who are qualified to persuade all open their mouths to stop, but Lian Yue and the four really don't know how to speak.

Meng Yanran smiled and glanced at the faces of the people around her. "Don't persuade me. If you really know me, you should also know my temper. I really want to solve that memory. I want to know if I am Yueer in your mouth. I also want to know what the fourth sister in your mouth looks like. Meng Yanran looked at the changes in the faces of the three family owners, and her eyes were finally fixed on Lian Yue and Chuchen, and muttered, "I also want to know what my relationship is with these children!"

"Senior sister, I'm afraid that if I don't unlock my memory now, I won't have a chance in the future. Can you help me?"

Meng Lan looked at her sister's pleading eyes, and her heart softened, but she couldn't get this hand no matter what. She shook her sleeves and walked directly out of the hall. "If you want to solve it, you can solve it by yourself. Then you will regret not coming to me."

Meng Yanran looked at the senior sister's figure and felt very sorry in her eyes. How could she not know that the senior sister was doing it for her own good? Thanks to the senior sister over the years, she can hold on well until now. But if she didn't seize this opportunity, I'm afraid there would be no chance in this life. She put away her apologies and said to Yaoyao at a loss, "Yaoyao, let's start!"

Yaoyao frowned and nodded. The two small hands pulled away the hair on the top of Meng Yanran's head again. Fortunately, he found the end of the needle and looked up at a circle of nervous people. Instead, he was no longer nervous. "Master, bear with it, I'll take the needle!" After saying that, he raised his finger with skill, and a slender silver needle was pulled out.