Rong Xian lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and a deep light flashed across her eyes.
Commander from? Could it be the family member
She didn't reveal any strangeness, and said with curved eyebrows, "I'm Rong Xian."
Ling Juncong laughed, feeling extremely happy: "I know you are Rong Xian, your medical skills are very high, and you still have the blood of the Sword Emperor."
He took a step forward and was very close to Rong Xian, and both of them could feel the entanglement of each other's breaths.
For a time, even the air seemed a bit ambiguous.
Ling Juncong's eyes were full of jokes, but his tone was faintly threatening: "I also want the sword emperor's blood, so how about you give me the sword emperor's blood and I will protect you?"
When Rong Xian looked at him, her phoenix eyes were clear and soft, as if incorporating thousands of landscapes and endless moonlight. The corners of her mouth slowly evoked an extremely beautiful arc, which seemed like a child's joy, and she seemed to have discovered a novelty toy. happy.
Ling Juncong was a little absent-minded for a while. This smile reminded him of the white snow in the spring and the crystal glass. It was unbelievably clean and beautiful, but it was fragile and tight.
He spontaneously had a strong idea, protect it, don't let it be overshadowed.
"But I didn't give you the sword emperor's blood and you also protected me, Ling Shaoxia, you are a good person." Rong Xian blinked mischievously, and said childishly, "You don't need to scare me, I'm not afraid at all. "
Ling Juncong asked suspiciously, "You don't ask me who I am, why am I here?"
The corners of Rong Xian's brows and eyes were filled with a happy smile, and she pretended to say, "Everyone who appears beside me is either an enemy or a friend, and I always have more friends than enemies."
"You think I'm your friend?" Juncong asked in surprise.
He has never seen a person like Rong Xian, who is smart, free and easy, strong and interesting. Her heart is too soft and her character is too pure. This may be her greatest weakness, and it may be her greatest strength, because she is a doctor who saves the world.
It's not that Rong Xian has never seen the darkness in the world. After all, in the few days she followed her, Ling Juncong saw this person several times, being fooled and almost sold into Hualou, and several times being tricked into doing wrong in the name of saving people. Things.
After these things happened, he and Lu Yuan didn't need to take action at all, Rong Xian handled it cleanly and neatly. No one was injured, but those who had malicious intentions were taught a lesson. The methods were extremely skilled and old-fashioned. to such a thing.
But this person has always maintained a pure heart, as if no one can dye other colors on the pure white.
She knows the evil in this world, but she is willing to believe in the goodness of people.
How can there be a person like Rong Xian in this world, who is so perfect.
Well, provided she ignores her childhood pranks.
Rong Xian could guess what he was thinking just by looking at his expression. She frowned and said hypocritically, "The moment you saved me, we were already friends."
Ling Juncong sighed in his heart, it is definitely a beautiful thing to make friends with such a person, he asked: "Aren't you afraid that I have other purposes to make friends with you?"
Rong Xian's eyes were bright and sincere. She replied, "We are already friends. No matter what your purpose is, you can tell me, and I will not refuse if you can do it."
Ling Jun stared at Rong Xian for a while, and finally laughed: "Okay, I made a good friend today."
After he finished laughing, he said bluntly, "I want to use your blood to save people."
Rong Xian frowned slightly: "Who told you that my blood can save people?"
Ling Juncong was taken aback and said in surprise, "Isn't it possible? You vomited blood from an injury before, but I saw that your blood has a very strong vitality, and that withered trees can bring forth spring, so I feel that you can save people."
He was also frank, and he didn't doubt that Rong Xian was unwilling. He knew Rong Xian, so he waited for Rong Xian's unfinished words.
Rong Xian didn't say anything, but instead said: "You'll know after dawn. If you're not in a hurry, just wait another night."
Ling Jun nodded trustingly and said, "Okay, then you rest early."
After all, Fei Shen nestled into a big tree beside him, and lived next to Lu Yuan.
Rong Xian stood silent for a while, then turned back to her room.
Ling Juncong, Ling Juncong, you should really be glad that you didn't secretly take my blood to save people.
Before, she left bloodstains in the alley outside the inn and didn't deal with it. She also wanted to trick people. I didn't expect that the two of them were well behaved along the way, making her secret hands completely useless.
Now that Lingjun candidly stated her purpose, she would not be able to use it to trick people.
She braced her head and couldn't help but sigh: "It's really God's will to trick people."
Although it was still early before dawn, Rong Xian didn't sleep any more. She put on a black dress, and a thin black gauze covered her face.
She took a few steps forward and seemed to want to go out, but suddenly she thought of something, took off the purse around her waist and put it on the table. Then she converged the breath around her to the extreme, opened the door and walked out without haste.
On the top of the high mountain, in an area shrouded in black mist, a middle-aged man in a black robe sat cross-legged and practiced in the house.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to penetrate the black fog to look somewhere down the mountain.
Then he stood up and opened the door, turning into a cloud of black mist and flying down the mountain.
Qu Qianqian, who just came back from Yan Fei, happened to see this scene, she wondered, how did Daddy go out so late
She rolled her eyes, and put the red jade hairpin, the breath-holding magic weapon her father gave her, on her head, turned around and followed quietly.
The training ground, the tomb.
Rong Xian wrapped her hands in her sleeves and walked over gracefully and calmly. Her eyes were indifferent and cold, her back was as straight as a sword cultivator who would never bend, and her body was full of intense weight and mystery.
Seeing her appear, a cloud of black mist fell in front of her, and immediately turned into a human figure and knelt on one knee, and said respectfully, "My subordinate Qu Lang, see your lord."
Not far away, Qu Qianqian, who followed her father closely, put out her hand and covered her mouth, her eyes were full of disbelief. She had no idea that her mighty father would kneel in front of another woman so respectfully and meekly.
Rong Xian didn't say a word, her long and narrow phoenix eyes swept casually across Qu Qianqian's hiding place, mobilized the huge spiritual power in the water spirit pearl, and swung her left hand towards the left front.
A large palm print formed in the air, and the overwhelming pressure made Qu Lang feel suffocated.
Wherever the palm print swept across, all the trees, flowers and plants vanished, and then—a familiar scream sounded.
Qu Lang hurriedly looked sideways, and saw that the palm print hit Qu Qianqian, knocking her out.
Qu Qianqian vomited a mouthful of blood and before she could get up, the unbearable force pulled her directly to the two of them and threw her on the ground.
"Father." Qu Qianqian's face was pale, and she called towards Qu Lang in a weak voice.
Rong Xian: I have beaten someone. I don’t know why, but I’m so excited. It must be a pot born from my hands ￣へ￣
(End of this chapter)