Villain: Reincarnation exposed, the heroine collectively cried and begged for my forgiveness

Inside the dzi mirror.

The screen continues.

Ling Qingyao woke up from a coma and shook her painful head.

Looking at the furnishings in the room, he breathed a sigh of relief.

She is very familiar with the furnishings in the house, it is in Mingkong Temple.

She remembered that she fled to Mingkong Temple at the last moment and was saved.

correct!

What about the little monk?

She remembered that when she was about to faint, she told the people of Mingkong Temple that the little monk was in danger.

It was within the range of Mingkong Temple, so the little monk should have been rescued too.

Ling Qingyao stood up struggling, feeling pain all over her body.

Obviously, in the previous battle, she also suffered some injuries.

Although Mo Hengyu has been protecting her all the time, how powerful is the battle between the powerhouses.Even if she has some special means to protect her body, she will inevitably be injured by the shock.

What's more, in the end, when the strong man from the Yu Kingdom came to kill her, she survived by playing her hole card.

Now, she is lucky to be alive.

After all, so many powerhouses in the state of Yu and the Wang family chased and killed her, and it was thanks to Mo Hengyu that she escaped alive.

Ling Qingyao stood up with difficulty.

Such a simple action already broke out in sweat, and his face was pale.

After Ling Qingyao sat down, she wiped the sweat from her head.

"Hey, Miss Ling, why are you up?"

"The injury on your body is so serious, you should take a good rest. Come on! Lie down quickly."

creak.

The door opens.

A middle-aged aunt came in and hurriedly supported Ling Qingyao and said.

Ling Qingyao was slightly taken aback, her face full of doubts.

The furnishings in this room are obviously in Mingkong Temple, how could there be a middle-aged aunt?
"Am I okay?"

"Excuse me?"

Ling Qingyao pulled out her arm, looked at the middle-aged aunt suspiciously and said.

"Ouch!"

"Look at my memory. I forgot to introduce it."

"I am a resident at the foot of Mingkong Temple. My surname is Wang. You can call me Aunt Wang. The monks of Mingkong Temple found that you were injured, Miss Ling, and it was inconvenient for them to become monks. They asked me to take care of you."

The middle-aged aunt looked at Ling Qingyao's beautiful face and said.

Ling Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be the case.

"Miss Ling, you lie down quickly. You are seriously injured. You need to pay attention to rest."

Seeing that Ling Qingyao was still sitting there without moving, Aunt Wang said to Ling Qingyao.

Ling Qingyao smiled and said, "I'm fine, Aunt Wang. Thanks to you for taking care of me these days."

"Oh, Miss Ling."

"This is what I should do. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and I am also accumulating virtue for myself. The monks of Mingkong Temple saved you. If you want to thank them, thank them!"

Aunt Wang said.

Ling Qingyao smiled slightly when she heard the words, but did not speak.

"Miss Ling, I saw that you are a lady from a rich family. You are so beautiful. Madam, I have lived for such a long time and I have never seen such a beautiful person."

"Miss Ling, how did you get hurt!"

"I don't know who was the one who suffered a thousand knives. Such a beautiful girl can do it."

Aunt Wang looked at Ling Qingyao's beautiful face and chattered endlessly.

Ling Qingyao blushed slightly when she heard this, and did not answer.

Now she is worried about Mo Hengyu's situation, and she doesn't know how the little monk is doing.

I don't know if he's recovered from such a serious injury?

Ling Qingyao thought worriedly.

Mo Hengyu was seriously injured in order to protect her.Such injuries made her look shocking.

"Aunt Wang, how is the injured little monk in this temple? He looks a little older than me, and he looks very good-looking."

Ling Qingyao asked Aunt Wang, she was worried about Mo Hengyu's situation.

But I was afraid that Aunt Wang would not know who she was talking about, so I added a sentence specially.

"The wounded monk?"

"What injured monk?"

"I only know that you are the only one injured in Mingkong Temple. How can there be any injured monks?"

Aunt Wang looked at Ling Qingyao with a puzzled face and asked.

Obviously she didn't know who Ling Qingyao was talking about.

Ling Qingyao was startled and asked.

"what?"

"There is no injured little monk?"

Aunt Wang was taken aback by Ling Qingyao's appearance.She didn't know why Ling Qingyao had such a big reaction.But still said in a deep voice.

"Yes! Indeed not."

"I have been in the temple these days. You are the only one who was injured recently in the temple. No one else was injured."

Ling Qingyao's heart sank when she heard this.

It doesn't look like Aunt Wang is lying, besides, she doesn't need to lie to herself.

"Did the little monk not be rescued?"

Ling Qingyao's heart was heavy.

She remembered that she told the monks of Mingkong Temple about their situation before she fell into a coma. Didn't the monks of Mingkong Temple tell the abbot about this?
impossible.

She knew a little about Mo Hengyu's status in Mingkong Temple.

Knowing that Mo Hengyu was injured, they would never leave him dead.

Then why are there no injured monks in the temple?
It doesn't make sense!

"I want to see the abbot."

Ling Qingyao got up suddenly and said to Aunt Wang.

Suddenly, a sharp pain came.

Ling Qingyao was in a cold sweat from the pain.

The battle at that time had already hurt her internal organs, and now the wound on her body is still not healed.

The excitement just now touched her wound.

"Oh! Miss Ling."

"Sit down quickly and don't move around. Your injuries are serious and you need to rest well."

Seeing this, Aunt Wang hurried over to support Ling Qingyao.

"I want to see the abbot."

Ling Qingyao endured the injuries on her body, wanted to get up again, and said to Aunt Wang.

The wound on her body was pulled by her, and her head was covered with dense beads of sweat.

"Oh! Miss Ling."

"You can't move your bones now. If you want to see the abbot, I'll find it for you. Don't move around."

Aunt Wang saw Ling Qingyao's face was full of determination, she couldn't bear to see Ling Qingyao's injuries in her eyes, and said to her.

"Thank you."

Ling Qingyao frowned and said to Aunt Wang.

Seeing this, Aunt Wang sighed.Said: "You take a good rest, don't get up. I'll find the abbot for you."

Saying that, she still didn't forget to tell Ling Qingyao to walk towards the door.

Ling Qingyao frowned.

Did something really happen to the little monk?

The abbot didn't save him?
wrong!

With the cultivation base of the abbot, there is probably no way to save Mo Hengyu and those people.

They are not the abbot's opponents at all.

What exactly is going on?

Ling Qingyao thought anxiously.

Squeak!

At this time, the door opened again.

The abbot came in from outside the house.

Seeing this, Ling Qingyao got up quickly: "I have seen the abbot."

The injury on her body was involved again, and she frowned slightly in pain.

"Amitabha!"

"Princess, there is no need to be too polite. The princess is seriously injured now, and she should take a good rest."

Upon seeing this, the abbot said to Ling Qingyao.

"I'm sorry to trouble Abbot. Abbot, I don't know where did Master Xin go? Why didn't you see him?"

Ling Qingyao asked the abbot with a heavy heart.

When the abbot heard this, there was no expression on his face.

He said calmly, "Amitabha."

"your Highness."

"The old monk rushed to the place where the princess counted according to what the princess said that day, but he didn't see Xin. The old monk has already ordered the people in the temple to look for it. But there is no news yet,"

Ling Qingyao's heart sank when she heard this.

Didn't you see Mo Hengyu?
Is he missing?