Lu Yuan thought for a while and replied, "Probably know."
Although Rong Xian's cultivation base is low, she is still very smart.
Ling Juncong blinked and didn't ask any more questions.
There were still people coming from the mountain one after another. Seeing that the surrounding area was already occupied by powerful monks, they didn’t dare to talk much, and they all found a suitable place to stop.
The sun slanted westward, and a smoke rose from the small village.
Seeing this smoke, all the monks subconsciously became vigilant.
The green smoke curled up into the sky, and then was blown away by the wind. At this time, those who had heard of Rong Xian's tactics breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately they laughed at themselves secretly, it was just a mortal cooking, and their vigilance was too much of a fuss.
Until the sky was completely dark and nothing unusual happened, the cautious monks also relaxed.
In the room, Rong Xian simply blew out the candle after eating and went to bed and pretended to fall asleep.
Now that she is in danger, it is impossible for her to fall asleep.
She sat cross-legged with two beads floating in front of her.
With the mobilization of spiritual power, Rong Xian's body was filled with water vapor for a while, and green for a while, but these breaths were completely locked in Rong Xian's room, and there was no fluctuation in the outside.
When Lu Yuan and Ling Jun saw that the candle in the house was extinguished, the two of them flickered, and they found a big tree and nestled. Their eyes were bright, and they were not at all sleepy.
In the past two days, countless cultivators have rushed to Rong Xian, who knows if someone will attack at night, they still protect people at such an important time.
No matter what the purpose of stalking Rong Xian, these days they looked at Rong Xian's actions and deeply admired it.
The protection at this moment comes from the heart.
But as the night darkened, Lu Yuan and Ling Juncong, who were nestled in the tree, couldn't hold their eyes closed.
At this time, several figures came from all directions, rushing towards Rong Xian's house with a clear goal.
Inside the house, the brilliance of the night pearl suddenly enveloped the whole house, and a silver needle pierced the window paper, expelling the uninvited guests who tried to break into the house.
Lu Yuan and Ling Jun suddenly opened their eyes, they quickly took out the antidote and stuffed it into their mouths, and almost fell asleep unconsciously, which made their faces very ugly.
Feeling the drowsiness in their minds disappear, when they were about to jump off the tree, Rong Xian had already dressed, opened the door with loose hair and walked out.
Her expression seemed embarrassed, and her gentle voice was rarely infected with a hint of coldness: "Forcing a woman's boudoir at night, you are well-educated."
In the darkness, the monks were ashamed, and they all said nothing.
In order to cultivate and kill and seize treasures, they have never cared about the defense of men and women. Any obstacle, regardless of gender, is directly killed. The woman in front of Piansheng is an ordinary mortal, who sticks to the dogma of mortals, leaving them nowhere to start.
It would be good if it was really those guys from the Demon Sect. Those people were shameless and cruel, and it was neat and tidy to do it directly.
But they claim to be famous and authentic, how can they do such things.
For a while, the scene was a little embarrassing,
On the big tree, Ling Juncong coughed lightly and whispered, "Wood, what, I'll discuss something with you."
There was no sound in the darkness, so Ling Jun's 'quiet voice' was a bit conspicuous.
Lu Yuan quickly covered his mouth and looked at Rong Xian.
Rong Xian didn't seem to notice them, she pointed her toes, and people had already flown to the tree in front of the house.
She stretched out her hand, and a cluster of red karmic fire burned in her palm.
Rong Xian took out a flower and put it on the fire to burn it, and the faint aroma quickly filled the whole village.
"No, hold your breath." Smelling this strange aroma, someone quickly reacted and quickly reminded everyone.
Unfortunately, just after saying this, the man fell to the ground with a thud.
This sound seemed to have turned on some mechanism, and the thumping sound continued.
Until the flower was burnt, all the monks who broke in fell into a coma.
Rong Xian's medicine would never be able to escape simply by holding his breath, it was sticking to the air and aura. As long as their skin was exposed, or they absorbed the aura, then they would not be able to escape.
The aroma slowly dissipated, and the flame in Rong Xian's palm disappeared.
At this moment, a sharp sword carrying Li Feng quickly stabbed Rong Xian.
Rong Xian didn't seem to react in time, she made a mistake and fell from the tree.
At this critical juncture, a pair of strong hands hugged her tightly, and the two fell to the ground intact.
"Doctor Rong, are you okay?" The lazy voice was particularly clear in the night.
Rong Xian came back to her senses and immediately withdrew from his arms. She said softly, "Thank you."
Those clear phoenix eyes fell on the person who raided her, and when he saw the logo on the person's clothes, his face sank, the person from Yishui Pavilion!
Thousands of years ago, she had destroyed the Taoist system of Yishui Pavilion, but she didn't expect it to appear again now, and she even attacked her in the gap.
The behavior of these people is disgusting, just as they were a thousand years ago.
This is relying on the 'Relaxing Your Heart' to die, and all the ghosts and ghosts have come out to do something wrong.
Rong Xian looked down at the man, her face expressionless, and she couldn't tell the slightest bit of joy and anger: "Do you want the blood of the Sword Emperor?"
The cultivator of Yishui Pavilion said coldly, "I only want you."
Rong Xian has the news of the Lord of the Heart, and as long as they catch the Lord of the Heart, they will be able to complete the task given by the Lord and find the whereabouts of the artifact.
A look of surprise flashed across Rong Xian's face, she hesitated for a moment, as if she had made up her mind. If she refused, she opened her mouth and said, "No, I don't like you."
Brother Yishuige: Huh
Rong Xian seemed to feel that the person in front of her was hurt by her rejection. She pondered, deciding whether to cut it or not.
So she said, "It's not that you are not good, but that you are not good enough, you are not worthy of me."
These words were so firm and decisive that Lu Yuan and the others couldn't help but look sideways.
The Yishuige cultivator looked bewildered, wait, what are you talking about
Seeing that the man was silent, Rong Xian seemed unable to accept such an answer.
She said with a face of #really can't help you#: "How can you be so stubborn, the world is uneasy, how can you start a family."
Brother Yishuige: "No, I don't, I'm not..."
She disapproved and said: "Now, when the demons are in chaos and the world is in chaos, you have such a high level of cultivation, and you don't go to benefit the world, but you only think about the love of your children, you are wasting the heavens. The talent and strength bestowed upon you."
Yishuige cultivator: ! !
The Yishui Pavilion cultivator only felt that something was wrong. Why did he just say a word, but in Rong Xian's mouth, it rose to the height of ignoring the world
It was as if he had done something that was outrageous and utterly disgusting.
Not only was he dumbfounded, but Lu Yuan and Ling Juncong were also dumbfounded.
After a long while, Ling Juncong regained his senses, swallowed his saliva, and said to Lu Yuan with twitching eyes, "This is the first time in my life that I have seen such a black pot that is so easy to handle, this is the real confounding of black and white, confounding right and wrong, and creating something out of nothing. Strong man."
Rong Xian: I have the world in my heart, but you only think about the love of your children, you are not worthy of this seat\(^o^)/~
(End of this chapter)