Rong Xian restrained her subconsciously wanting to avoid it. After all, Dr. Rong was just an ordinary person who fought against the five scumbags. If she really avoided it, wouldn't she have clearly told the old woman that she had a problem
She froze in place, as if her body had no time to react, she was hit in the chest with a cane.
"Hmm!" Rong Xian groaned and fell to the ground, a bitter taste in her throat, and a mouthful of blood spit out, her face pale and transparent.
"I don't eat a toast and eat a penalty drink." The old woman held the crutches that flew back and said coldly, "Speak."
She seemed to believe that Rong Xian and Venerable Master Xi Xin knew each other, but it didn't make sense. After all, there are so many people in the world, why don't the people of Wuxinya say that others have the aura of reverence and respect for the Lord, but it is her, so it is no wonder that the old woman only keeps an eye on her.
Rong Xian's voice was weak, and her expression was extremely dim: "I don't know that person, the senior killed me, and if I don't know, I don't know."
The old woman was furious for a while, and she could only deal ruthlessly with such a stubborn person.
The old woman's hand loosened again, and the crutch carrying Li Feng slammed into Rong Xian again.
Rong Xian coughed twice, lying on the ground unable to move, watching the crutches smashed on her body, but was smashed in the wrong direction by a piece of silver.
At the same time, a full-fledged voice sounded: "It's a bit pricey for someone so old to have to care about a little baby."
Rong Xian turned her head to the side, and saw a middle-aged man in a brocade robe standing in front of her, and said in a displeased tone.
It finally appeared.
Rong Xian was certain that this person had been secretly refraining from attacking, and he had to wait for the old woman to make a ruthless attack before appearing.
Who is he
Has he been hiding in the dark, is he going to see the old woman's cultivation base clearly and then make a move at a critical moment, or... want to use the old woman's mouth to ask something he wants to know, and then make his move after he really can't ask anything
No matter who this person is, since he hid in the dark and watched her being severely injured, she immediately put this person on the vigilant list and planned to let her subordinates check it out.
To be honest, Rong Xian was still a little angry at this man. If it wasn't for this man hiding in the dark, she would have already taken action to deal with this old woman, how could she have been injured.
Rong Xian was a little miserable at this time, but Shen Jiulu met with Yan Fei.
He looked at the group of people with stern eyes, holding the sword tightly in his hand, as if ready to shoot at any time.
Qu Qianqian took two steps forward, with a charming and enchanting smile, and asked coquettishly, "This little brother, everyone is going to the village, you can go together, you can't stop us, you look so domineering. But no woman likes it."
Shen Jiuruu was about to say something, but stopped there.
The woman in front of her has a soul-stirring power between her eyebrows and eyes, which makes the person who meets those eyes irresistibly pulled into the abyss, wanting to follow her, listen to her, and love her...
Shen Jiuliu frowned, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows became more and more red. His breath was cold and cold, and he raised his sword and pointed at Qu Qianqian, and his voice contained no emotion: "Demon girl."
So confusing, what is not a witch!
Qu Qianqian giggled, she had already come to Shen Jiulu in the changing room, she flashed past Shen Jiulu, and when he turned around, he came from the other side: "Little brother, you are so interesting, people just I like your incomprehensible ice cubes."
Shen Jiuliu's face was still expressionless, but those cold eyes were even colder. He clenched his sword tightly, and his moves were full of immortal energy. , Even this murder is so beautiful that people can't bear to refuse.
Qu Qianqian's face changed slightly, and she felt that she had kicked the iron plate. The person in front of her was obviously much stronger than her. For the safety of her life, she hurriedly shouted, "Yan Fei, come and help."
Yan Fei flicked the whip around her waist and attacked Shen Jiuliu aggressively, while beating, "You owe me a favor."
Qu Qianqian's hair was cut off by the sword energy, her face turned pale with fright, and she quickly said, "Oiuuuu."
Xiaowan stood there nervously watching the fight, and occasionally cared about whether Bai Changyue was uncomfortable.
Besides, on the mountain, after Si Xin came with his senior brother, he realized that the entire mountain was empty.
"Huh? Where did Master go?" Si Xin asked strangely.
Yangming looked down at the mountain, he sensed Master's sword qi, and with a flick of his body, he immediately turned into a sword light and headed towards the center of the village.
"Hey, Senior Brother, wait for me." Si Xin also hurriedly followed.
Outside the martial arts field, the old woman was blocked by the middle-aged man. Rong Xian took out a healing pill and stuffed it into her mouth. The vitality in the wood spirit pearl changed, and her face became much better.
She pretended that her injury was stabilized by the medicinal pill, and she stood up without a single bit of embarrassment, as if the previous bad state did not exist at all.
She bowed towards the middle-aged man, and said with a grateful expression, "Thank you for saving your life from this senior. I don't know the name of the senior. In a few days, Rong Xian will definitely come to the door with the master to thank the senior."
The man laughed, and although his eyes were still fixed on the old woman, he was speaking to Rong Xian.
"Little girl is quite polite, no need to thank me, go back and tell that old-fashioned guy from Tsinghua that he owes me a favor." The man's tone was full of ridicule.
Rong Xian took his words very seriously and asked with a straight face, "Senior, I have written it down. I don't know if you have anything else for Rong Xian to bring to Master?"
The man was choked for a moment, and waved his sleeves in disgust and said: "No, no, you hurry up, like your master's boring guy, it's not fun at all."
Rong Xian blinked, her phoenix eyes were clean and gentle, but the man who strongly disapproved could still clearly feel it, his body was stiff, what, what happened
"Senior, Master is neither boring nor old-fashioned." Rong Xian retorted very seriously.
The man was so angry that he slapped the man out, and whispered, "It's not cute."
With this strength, Rong Xian, who was locked away from the old woman's lock, turned in the air, and the person had landed on the ground stably.
After she patted the dust on her body, she took out the handkerchief and wiped the blood from her mouth, her eyes were as deep as an abyss.
The flame in the palm ignited, and the handkerchief was directly burned clean.
Rong Xian casually walked back again. She didn't seem to be walking fast, but in the blink of an eye, she was not far from the man and the old woman.
The man didn't know that Rong Xian was back. In his perception, there were only him and this old woman here.
He no longer concealed himself, and the harmless and honest aura around his body changed drastically in an instant, deep and thick, powerful and unpredictable.
The old woman on the opposite side was locked by this momentum and did not dare to move, but now that the overwhelming pressure came out, she suddenly felt desperate.
She shouted in panic: "Who are you? Why wasn't such a powerful force attracted by the holy mountain?"
Rong Xian: To speak ill of Master in front of me (ー`ー)
(End of this chapter)