The heavy rain poured into pieces, and the ground was filled with mist.

Mo Li was awakened by the rain. He moved his fingers, but his body was a little out of control.

Just like when I was practicing internal skills, I accidentally practiced my head, and the spiritual energy filled my dantian, and the eight extraordinary meridians were supported. The limbs were stiff, and it was difficult to even bend my arms, and I needed to be adjusted slowly.

“…Meng Qi?”

Mo Li didn't lie on the ground, he was carried by someone.

This person is undoubtedly Meng Qi. He felt that Mo Li had woken up and couldn't help feeling guilty.

The rain hits the body, and there is a slight pain. However, this is just right for Mo Li, which can promote the meridians and slowly dissolve the excess spiritual energy in the body.

It is also because of this that Meng Qi did not use his internal strength to avoid the rain.

"What happened just now?" Mo Li looked around with great difficulty.

He remembered that Meng Qi suddenly lost consciousness, and he became a dragon for no reason. The spiritual energy came over like money. But it was not his own. He couldn't get rid of it and could not be thrown away. It seemed like a cotton coat wrapped in countless layers, and even his movements became slow.

The golden dragon waiting in front of me seemed to be welcoming myself, and wanted to take him to see all the rivers and mountains of Jiuzhou.

From then on, transcend the world and travel around the world without restraint.

“…”

The moli tilted his head slightly, and it was getting hot from the root of his ears to the pinna.

The black dragon's body was wrapped around the golden dragon's body, and the scales rubbed, and it actually felt like it was actually. It was so strange that the body formed by the dark clouds was not considered its own. It was completely spiritual. How could it feel like it was numb and itchy?

It looks like a blind date with the skin, the golden dragon's body is warm and the black dragon's body is cold.

The warmth seems to be able to penetrate the scales and smooth it all the way to the heart.

Until now, that feeling remains on your body-

No, isn't he lying on Meng Qi's back now? His clothes are soaked, and it's no different from blind dates with his skin. Human shapes and dragon shapes cannot be regarded as their true colors. The dragon veins are mountains and rivers.

Something happens when two mountains collided.

It is common for two rivers to meet. When the Wei River and Jing River meet, there is a strange scene of clear and distinction between them, half clear and half turbid. The two coexist in the river channel in unrelated ways until they flow far enough to blend with each other.

This shows that there is no distinction on the surface, but the water flow has long been below the river surface...

In order to divert his attention, Mo Li deliberately thought endlessly, but the sky did not follow the wishes of others. As he thought about it, the two rivers of Jingshui and Weishui became two dragons, moving closer from different directions. At first, they were just squeezing scales, gradually without distinguishing each other...each...

What's this called?

Mo Li's eyes were straight.

As a doctor, even though he was not married, he knew the difference between men and women.

In fact, he also knows the things between men.

Confucius was not apart from teachings. Qin Lu did not care about the status and status of the patients when practicing medicine. There was a combination of yin and yang in the world. Occasionally, there were two women, and there were romantic affairs between the two men. Those women who polished the mirror were fine, and there was nothing to find a doctor, so men were different. Mr. Qin had really treated many people.

Mo Li is a disciple of Qin Lu. He has not lost any of what he should learn, and the symptoms caused by special causes are also clear.

Patients can be ashamed and upset, and they can avoid doctors, but doctors cannot.

However, the things that were not taken seriously in the past suddenly became substituted by two dragons, and the numb feeling of the scalp was not very good.

He tried his best to pretend that nothing happened, and felt a little panicked, not understanding why these thoughts suddenly arose. If he hadn't been a doctor and proficient in pharmacology, he would have doubted what kind of ecstasy medicine Meng Qi had taken for himself.

He became more and more uncomfortable when he leaned on Meng Qi's back.

The body gradually became stiff and the breathing was slightly rapid.

The smell on Meng Qi's body poured in without any obstacles, completely different from the previous feeling. Mo Li vaguely felt that the breath seemed to be about to swallow him in one bite.

But this aura made him feel close to him again, like the wind in the forest and the moonlight in the night.

"You have restored all your memories?"

"Yes, I have to thank the doctor for his excellent medical skills..."

Mo Li interrupted Meng Qi without hesitation and shook his head and said, "This has nothing to do with my medical skills."

Meng Qi's illness is half a knot in his heart, and half may be the mercury of Emperor Li's tomb. Even if he does not take medicine, the disease will gradually alleviate over time and eventually recover his memory.

"No matter what, the doctor helped me a lot, but my kindness was hard to repay." Meng Qiwen politely congratulated me.

It is said that the grace of saving lives can be promised by one's body.

Is it considered saving a life to stop yourself from killing others? Is it a life-saving grace? Forget it, I don’t think about it anymore, definitely not.

Meng Qi's head was still a little confused. He was savage about his clumsiness and complacent about his decisiveness.

After changing to the memory of Taijing Dragon Vein, he would never dare to show his love for Mo Li.

After all, he is a senior and the Taijing dragon vein. How can he not be ashamed to pursue another unworldly dragon vein? He should take his juniors around, teach and take care of his juniors, so that he can learn how to get along with mortals without being hurt... Why did he steal?

Meng Qi thought fortunately, fortunately, he had no scruples when he lost his memory.

What's better is that the Mo Li is not a real new dragon vein and knows nothing about the world.

Mo Li has a good teacher and a set of principles of doing things. He is very clear about people and things and does not need to take care of himself.

This is all destined to heaven.

The smile on Meng Qi's lips soon disappeared, and he thought of the Qingwu Ancestor.

——I offended the dragon vein and wanted to go up Yunshan?

As the spiritual energy spread, lush plants and trees quickly grew in the valley, which quietly destroyed the original mountain road under the cover of the rain. The stones were overturned, and the pavilion on the roadside for people to rest was wrapped around vines, and it was densely wrapped in several layers, plus a few newly-haired poplar trees. Unless they approached and pulled down the vines, they would definitely not recognize their original appearance.

The ancestor Qingwu injured his meridians in the battle just now. If he dared to walk around casually, he would definitely hide somewhere to heal his wounds.

Meng Qi glanced at the sky.

This rain fell due to spiritual energy, and he could barely affect it.

The rain was getting heavier, and the strong wind was blowing, and the naked eye could see the heavy rain hitting it again and again.

"Doctor, let's find a place to avoid it?" Meng Qi sideways to protect the person on his back and stands in front of the wind.

Mo Li was just thinking that the rain was a little too much. She was about to speak, but the wind thrust her hair into her mouth.

“…”

He reached out his hand and pushed his hair out in embarrassment. Even more embarrassingly, this handful of hair was not only his own, but also Meng Qi's. Mo Li could only lift her neck slightly, but was covered in the face by the rain again.

It feels so terrible that you can’t use internal force in a storm.

"It's time to avoid it, what's wrong with Brother Meng?"

When Mo Li said it for the first time, he found that the thunder and rain completely covered his voice. He had to lower his body again and ask near Meng Qi's ear.

"What?" Meng Qi calmly stabilized, his words clear and his breath was not messy.

"I don't use internal strength for the time being, where is Brother Meng?"

Of course Meng Qi is fine, but he can't say that.

"It's not a big deal, it's just a headache. I don't know the doctor's situation. It seems that I'm affected by the spiritual energy of Shangyun Mountain, so I dare not move my internal force to avoid the rain."

While speaking, Meng Qi simply put the moli down and turned it into a hug.

Mo Li was shocked, but he couldn't stop him.

He has seen a lot of things about picking up the patient. Meng Qi is kind, and there is no slider here.

But why is this posture so uncomfortable?

Mo Li felt more and more strange, and always felt that Meng Qi had recovered his memory, which was different from before. He clearly spoke in the same tone and his eyes had not changed. However, the details he had not noticed before came into his eyes one by one, which made him very concerned. What was going on? Does the dragon vein itself have the characteristics of attracting similar types, and he can't play it out if he doesn't have enough memory?

It's really ridiculous.

A lightning streaked across the sky and seemed to hit trees on the edge of the valley.

Mo Li immediately came to her senses and urged: "Go quickly, don't stay here."

Whether it is a fish or a dragon vein, it cannot withstand the thunder.

Meng Qi hugged Mo Li and walked quickly. He pressed Mo Li's head into his arms, picking up his already wet clothes to block Mo Li. The rain was so heavy, this method of blocking was completely useless, but it couldn't help Meng Qi to do this. What Mo Li wanted to say was blocked in his throat, and he was in a strange mood.

Why does this scene look so familiar?

Speaking of which, when someone turned into a gerbil, Dr. Mo also put the fat mouse in his arms like this.

If a fish cannot be held in his arms, can you use people?

Mo Li was not very happy and almost turned into a fish for Meng Qi to show him. Anyway, the rain was so heavy, and the ground had long become a river. He was still more comfortable to abandon his human form!

As soon as the thought arose, Mo Li turned her head hard and looked at the ground.

“…”

Forget it, he has no hobby of slapping in the mud.

The accumulated water is too turbid, it is all the rinsed mud.

"Where is the ancestor Qingwu?" Mo Li calmed down and thought of this disaster.

Meng Qi casually said: "I took advantage of the spiritual energy to rush into it and took advantage of the opportunity to make the plants and trees grow wildly, and temporarily trapped him in the valley."
To be continued...