Rong Xian walked slowly into the room, her eyes suddenly narrowed.
At this moment, the door slammed shut, and a barrier instantly enveloped the entire room.
Rong Xian narrowed her eyes and saw a woman in a gorgeous Luo skirt leaning lazily beside the bed.
At this time, her bearing was pressing, full of the majesty and strength of the superior, completely different from the delicate and free attitude of the proprietress of the former Wuxin liquor store.
"Why are you here?" Rong Xian asked as she walked to the table and sorted out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.
Lou Hanxi stood up and looked at Rong Xian's eyes with cold eyes, his voice seemed to contain ice: "Why can't I come, here are half of the monks in Xiao Qianjie, except for that mysterious force, even Ling's family has appeared, How can I be reconciled to see them jumping around."
Blood was surging all over her body, and the strong smell of blood spread throughout the room.
Rong Xian's nose was full of disgusting blood, but her expression didn't change.
She casually threw a piece of medicinal herbs on the incense burner beside her, and the green smoke rose, the faint medicinal fragrance quickly dispelled the bloody smell, and then she turned to look at Lou Hanxi, whose eyes were full of red blood.
"So, did you do it yourself?" Rong Xian asked lightly, her tone not fluctuating at all.
Lou Hanxi laughed frantically, and said cheerfully, "Yes, I personally smashed those people to ashes. I have to say that taking revenge by myself is too much of a relief."
Rong Xian stared at Lou Hanxi, until the smile on Lou Hanxi's face could no longer be maintained, and then she spoke. Her tone was not as soft and gentle as in front of others, nor as in Qu Lang. The subordinate is as fierce and resolute as before, but a little helpless and indulgent: "I don't care about the trouble you brought me, nor the life and death of those people. But Amei, you did it yourself, but you found that you have been beaten by yourself. Body karma entangled?"
Her tone was slightly raised, and her tone could not hide her regret: "The smell of blood on your body is too heavy, and the cause and effect are already entangled. Every time you kill one person, your own luck will be consumed. That is the only thing left in the Rong clan to protect you. If you continue to kill..."
"Sister." Lou Hanxi interrupted her words, his eyes were silent: "karma is karma, blood debt is paid for by blood. Even if I die, I will drag those people to hell together."
"What about me." Rong Xian's face was cold and a little unsettled: "You would rather those people dirty your reincarnation than live a good life. You have to leave your only relative and accompany those moles in the dark. Death to the rat, where did you leave me?"
Lou Hanxi bit his lip, turned his face away and said in a cold voice: "Sister, we have always been different. You are always clean, like a god standing in the clouds. But I am covered in mud, I can't even climb out of this filth, I'd rather die like this..."
"Bastard." Rong Xian swept her sleeves on the ground with the things she had arranged on the table, her phoenix eyes were extremely cold: "Who said you were covered in mud and got stuck in the mud, who told you that I stood clean in the clouds For so many years, I have tried my best to avenge the Rong family and you. My hands are covered with blood. The innocent are not innocent, the damned are not damned, you say, I am a little clean, then Who should go to hell!"
Her voice was gloomy and low, but every word was sobbing blood: "You are my sister, I only protect you in every possible way, even if I am imprisoned by the devil's prison, I will let you live well in the world. I will protect you. I've been with you for sixteen hundred years, and now you tell me you'd rather die."
She took two steps forward and walked in front of Lou Hanxi, her eyes as dark as an abyss: "I didn't let you die, you can't die."
"That's why I have lived in pain and despair for 1,600 years!" Lou Hanxi shouted with some collapse.
Looking at the sadness and pain in Rong Xian's eyes, Lou Hanxi murmured: "I just want to be relieved, I want to see my parents, I want to see my eldest brother, I want to see my little nephew, I want that piece of evening primrose, sister, Why don't you want to fulfill me..."
Rong Xian closed her eyes heavily and sighed, "Because I only have Amei."
The room fell into a terrifying silence for a while, and the air seemed to be frozen.
After a long time, Lou Hanxi said in a choked voice: "Sister, I don't want to live for a long time, and I still can't worry about you. When you became the master of the devil, you were given the responsibility of suppressing the devil's prison. Let you exhaust your strength and die. I dare not close my eyes every day, lest you leave me with one wrong eye. When Ningyue betrays you and you choose to blow yourself up, I can't wait to destroy the world at that moment. "
A relieved but relaxed smile appeared on her face: "But fortunately, you didn't die, you are still alive, and later you escaped from the Ox Demon Prison. Your second life is clean and respectable, sister. , I'm relieved, I'm really relieved."
"So, sister, can you not let me live in such pain, I really can't stand it." Lou Hanxi's expression was intertwined between madness and sobriety, she really couldn't hold it anymore.
Rong Xian looked sadly at her sister begging her, begging herself to let her die.
But how is this possible, this is her sister, her only relative.
But seeing her sister in so much pain, Rong Xian's face was full of daze, is it true that she has been forcing her sister to stay
The world says she is their salvation, but where is her salvation
Everyone thinks that she stands too high and sees the world too thoroughly, but who knows that she also has a knot that cannot be solved.
She just wants her sister to live well in this world, right
Suddenly, the prohibition of the outside world was touched.
Lou Hanxi's face froze, looking at his sister who had not returned to God, the expression on his face quickly disappeared.
She can't let others know the relationship between her and her. She is the devil everyone shouts and beats, and she is a genius doctor who saves the living. They shouldn't have intersection. I was stained with blemishes.
People from the outside seemed to find that something was wrong, and they were already trying their best to break the ban.
"Sister." Lou Hanxi grabbed her hand and stroked her wrist fiercely. The blood emitting golden glow surged out, and was put into the porcelain vase by Lou Hanxi.
She spoke very fast: "Sister, don't expose our relationship, I will be the venerable Demon Cultivator that everyone fears, and you are the Doctor Rong admired by everyone. , I came here today to get the blood of the Sword Emperor. Sister, promise me."
Rong Xian didn't resist, she quietly watched Lou Hanxi's movements, the depression between her brows suddenly dissipated, as if she was trying to understand something, she said in a hoarse voice, "I promise you."
She knew what it meant to make this decision, and even though her heart was pierced by a knife, she still couldn't take a step back. She repeated in a sad tone, "I promise you, sister."
Rong Xian: Let you be free o(╥﹏╥)o
(End of this chapter)