Rong Xian smiled softly and sighed with emotion: "Long stay is really a childish innocence."
Shen Jiulu: "... I just think these two dolls are very important and must be protected."
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows with a smile and said, "So that's the case. It seems that even if Jiu Liu doesn't remember me, he still remembers what he promised me back then."
She put the doll back into her washed white purse, and sighed, "This is the birthday present I planned to give to Kuyu thirteen years ago, but it became a thank you later."
Shen Jiulu put the doll back in place, stood up, and said with a distressed expression, "I'm sorry Xiaoxian, I don't remember the date of my birthday."
Rong Xian rubbed her temples helplessly and said, "Our birthdays are on the same day, the day after tomorrow."
There was an inexplicable turbulence in her heart, and the child who once said she would celebrate her birthday with him was gone after all.
Shen Jiuliu looked at Rong Xian with dignified eyes, and the aura of coldness all over his body disappeared completely: "Okay, we will spend together the day after tomorrow."
Rong Xian didn't answer him, and she wouldn't promise anything she wasn't sure she could do.
More importantly, if the plan goes well, Shen Jiulu probably won't have the chance to celebrate this birthday.
"By the way, how is You Feng's injury?" Rong Xian asked suddenly, as if thinking of what happened in Ziwei City that day, she looked a little uneasy.
Shen Jiuliu took a deep look at Rong Xian and asked, "His injury is fine. Xiaoxian, you recognized You Feng long ago, didn't you?"
Did you already know that Yun Youfeng was one of the murderers who broke into the Yu Clan
Rong Xian's eyes were soft, and she said calmly, "I recognized You Feng the first time I saw him. After so many years, he is just as unremarkable as when I first met him. It's easy to recognize."
She straightened her sleeves and said nonsense when she opened her mouth: "I kept You Feng in order to find out who was behind it, but later I found out that You Feng was a chivalrous man and was only controlled by others, so I forgave him, will Jiu Liu blame me? "
Shen Jiuliu said with some distress: "I don't blame you, You Feng and I are also friends now, and he was forced back then, and he didn't hurt anyone in the clan."
Only then did Rong Xian seem to relax. She bent her mouth and said with emotion, "Long stay is the real kindheartedness."
Shen Jiuliu said softly, "Not as good as Xiaoxian."
Rong Xian blinked, is this the reason for the suspected neighbor stealing the axe? Why did she always feel that Shen Jiuliu's words were mocking her.
Then, Rong Xian decided to go back and forth as a courtesy: "Do you still remember this big tree?"
Shen Jiulu looked up at the big tree, shook his head and said, "I don't remember."
Rong Xian pretended to be regretful and said, "That's really a pity. When Jiu Liu was a child, he was chased and killed by the couple who lived in the tree for a long time."
Shen Jiulu: ! !
Rong Xian continued, "Because Kuliu stole their children."
After she finished speaking, she said in a similar manner, "Ku Liu was really naughty when he was a child."
Shen Jiulu asked with difficulty: "...Can I know, which couple are they from?"
Rong Xian blinked, pointed at the birds that were flapping on the tree with a pure face, and said, "Hey, it's probably their ancestor."
Shen Jiuliu choked, his eyelids jumped.
After he was silent for a long time, the blue veins on his forehead jumped happily, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaoxian, I will remember the past."
Save me being so easily misunderstood by your words and scare me half to death!
And in Ziwei City in the distance, after Yunyou Fengneng got out of bed and walked around, he couldn't sit still immediately. Outside, the blood of the Sword Emperor was raging, and he was not at all worried about Rong Xian and Shen Jiulu.
He and the third elder wanted to say goodbye, but the third elder didn't let him go at all. He blew his beard and stared: "Don't be ridiculous, your injury is still not healed, run to join in the fun."
Yun Youfeng quickly licked his face and coaxed: "Senior, aren't I worried about staying for a long time? He goes to Rong Xian alone, how can he deal with the whole world? You just let me go, anyway, we can take care of each other."
The third elder touched his beard and sat firmly on the Diaoyutai: "I don't need you, the secret guard of the young sect master is following."
Yunyoufeng: "… "
There was nothing he could do about it, he could only stick to the third elder stubbornly.
The third elder was finally annoyed by his ranting, and then he let go, but there was one condition: "The position of the lord of Ziwei City is vacant, and the Holy Mountain has not been able to send anyone recently, so you can serve as well."
Yun Youfeng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it: "What?"
When the mayor? Being a broken city lord, his biggest hobby in his life is to make waves everywhere in the world, how could he be tied up in this small city.
"Why? Don't want to?" The third elder said calmly: "That's okay, you just stay in the City Lord's Mansion to recuperate."
Yun Youfeng swallowed the words that came to his mouth, his arms couldn't touch his thighs, and he gave in decisively.
Yun Youfeng squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "I promise you, I've long wanted to be a majestic and majestic city lord."
The third elder coughed lightly and almost laughed.
Of course he knew the character of this child, but he always felt happy when teasing him: "Okay, pack up and go, and when you come back, you will be the city lord honestly for me."
Yun Youfeng nodded quickly, not caring what he promised, and ran away in a hurry.
The third elder shook his head and laughed: "This child."
He thought for a while, turned around and walked towards Ling Lan's room. After Yun Youfeng left, he took Ling Lan back to the Holy Mountain. It was too chaotic outside.
He didn't know that after he left, the city lord's mansion lacked a strong man. A group of men in black quietly walked in and quickly turned over the entire city lord's mansion, especially the yard where Rong Xian lived before. Three feet into the ground.
The shelf full of medical books was directly carried away, and none of the items on it fell.
Yun Youfeng only saw the woman at the intersection in front of him after he left Ziwei City. His face was full of surprise, and he wanted to look back to see if he had gone in the wrong direction.
Si Wenning waved to him excitedly, the bell on his wrist jingled: "Yunyoufeng, hurry up, you will die slowly."
Yun Youfeng: "...Why are you leaving?"
Si Wenning replied, "Everyone in the world is gathering on Rong Xian, so of course I want to take this opportunity to find someone."
As for who she was looking for, she didn't say, and Yun Youfeng didn't ask any more.
The two walked all the way, heading in the same direction.
But after they heard all kinds of rumors on the way, the closer they got to Shiqiao Stream, the more cautious their expressions became, and a layer of worry slowly appeared in their eyes.
Shiqiaojian, Rong Xian and Shen Jiulu didn't know that an old friend was coming.
While they were chatting, Rong Xian noticed a figure not far away, looking at him sneakily and thiefly.
She closed her eyes slightly, the rose beside her fell off a green leaf, and the leaf carried a faint sword energy and stabbed towards the man at a high speed.
The cultivator saw the leaf pierce, his face suddenly changed, he turned around and hurriedly tried to avoid the leaf, but the leaf still scratched his cheek.
Rong Xian: Whoever makes this seat uncomfortable, this seat makes him also uncomfortable (/__\)
(End of this chapter)