Sizhen didn't realize that Rong Xian was lying to him, he thought that Rong Xian was telling the truth.
Rong Xian really didn't know him, and she really thought she was hellebore.
But he was very sure that Rong Xian was Rong Xian.
This may sound a bit convoluted, but that's what it means.
So the question is, since Rong Xian is Rong Xian, why doesn't she admit her identity, instead she believes that she is a hall master of Demon Sect
Sizhen has a lot of guesses, and he thinks the most likely one is what the devil did on Rong Xian.
And Rong Xian stayed in the hands of Demon Sect for three years, and the three years were enough time for them to do a lot of things, including the control of various secret methods, as well as the cleaning and deception of memory.
So Sizhen took her cousin and headed towards Yuxiaomen with a clear goal. Who makes Yuxiaomen have the most magic cultivators now
Of course, if Qu Lang heard about this speculation, he would definitely admire the lord's way of throwing the blame, and then he would be forced to take the blame with a sad face.
When Rong Xian chose the identity of the hall master of Demon Sect Hellwood, she said that she would need someone to help her make up for the three years she had been missing.
Qu Lang already realized that he was going to take the blame, but he never thought that the blame would be so dark.
Because Sizhen will not be the first person to think so, nor will it be the last person to think so.
As long as people who used to know Rong Xian appeared one by one, and Rong Xian let this situation develop, then Qu Lang, the master of the Demon Sect, would be missed by many people, which was really gratifying.
Whoops, that goes a little too far.
Back to the present, Rong Xian looked worriedly at Niu Yan and Sun Tianyou, and asked slowly, "How are you, can you still go?"
Niu Yan patted his chest bravely, but he almost vomited blood when he patted it. This stupid act made Rong Xian smile for face: "Okay, I know you can go, let's continue on our way."
Sun Tianyou smiled and asked curiously: "Rong, Hallmaster Helloru, who were those two just now? Did they have anything to do with you?"
Rong Xian glanced at him with a half-smile, and Niu Yan quietly raised his ears. Rong Xian said indifferently, "We are all old acquaintances, maybe we..." They were still relatives.
She didn't say the rest, and Niu Yan and the others didn't ask any further questions. They didn't want to embarrass Rong Xian at all.
Only at this moment did Rong Xian notice A Jin who was coming over, her face darkened, she picked up this ugly snake and shook it, her tone was as gentle as a spring breeze: "Xiao Jin, where did you die just now? "
Ajin shook his body and hissed twice.
"It's said that I don't understand and don't speak. Don't make excuses. You can't change your fear of death for hundreds of years." Rong Xian has the ability to say such unpleasant words in an elegant and gentle tone. Come.
Ah Jin: The big devil says he doesn't understand every time, but every time he knows what it's talking about!
"If there is danger next time..." Before Rong Xian's words were finished, the snake in her hand froze, its tail drooping softly, as if it were dead.
Niu Yan and Sun Tianyou looked sideways at this familiar scene.
Ah Jin: Snakes don't fight. Fighting makes the snakes lose weight. The snakes only need to eat, drink, sell, and be cute.
Seeing its virtue, Rong Xian was too lazy to say much. She threw Ajin aside and walked forward without looking back.
Niu Yan and Sun Tianyou hurriedly followed, leaving only a snake lying on the ground in a daze.
Ah Jin: Keeper, wait a minute, the big deal is that the snake will pretend to be dead later next time.
Rong Xian walked all the way, and the name of Demon Sect's hellebore was a little bit impressive.
She didn't do anything superfluous, but when she encountered a patient occasionally, she went to see a doctor under the name of "Dr. Rong" under the name of "Zhenalu". She didn't care whether she would leak traces and let people guess that she was carrying the Sword Emperor. The blood 'Dr. Rong' was resurrected from the dead.
As long as she bears the name of 'Zerelu', there will be nothing for others, because Doctor Rong doesn't know that he is Doctor Rong.
Well, Doctor Rong can't be wrong, it must be someone else.
Of course, this other person refers to the Demon Gate.
The identity of Hallelulu Hall Master was just chosen by Rong Xian at will.
And he chose the title of Demon Sect's Hall Master, but because Demon Sect is a little easier to throw the blame, and if there is anything wrong with Doctor Rong, it is the scourge of Demon Sect.
In addition to allowing Momen to take the blame smoothly, it has to cope with this period of time.
Three years ago in the stone bridge, the old woman was able to find Rong Xian's head in order to find the news of Venerable Lord Xixin. Rong Xian couldn't guarantee that there were still people who wanted divine tools watching her secretly.
The Demon Gate Hall Master is just a little bit of hindrance for some people, so that they don't have to rush to find her. With the Demon Gate in front of her, she has time to take care of Qingbo and others, and then she comes back empty-handed. Deal with those who coveted artifacts.
Rong Xian won't use the hellebore identity in the future, so she doesn't even have any extra actions to clean up her flaws.
When the matter of Yuxiaomen is resolved, it won't matter much if Doctor Rong shows up.
Yuxiaomen, although Anyang still behaves like a noble son, it is obvious that the anxiety between his eyebrows makes him look a little down.
He looked at the person sitting in the hall eating chicken, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped: "Master, when are you still eating."
The real Chongguang chewed the chicken in his mouth and shouted: "When is it? It's noon, it's already time to eat, why don't I eat it?"
Anyang squeezed the handle of the fan tightly, for fear that he would not be able to control his hand and smash the fan out. He took a deep breath, tried to calm down his anger, and said worriedly, "The magic cultivator has already surrounded us, don't you think of a way?"
Chongguang said without raising his head: "Whatever you can do, you can't beat him, you can't escape, you can't escape, just wait to die."
With a 'pop', Anyang smashed the fan in his hand, he stared at his master, gritted his teeth word by word: "What did you say, what did you say, just now - wind - too big- I-didn't-hear-clear."
Chongguang was so frightened by his apprentice's gloomy tone that he didn't even eat the chicken, so he shrank himself into a ball and shivered.
Anyang rubbed his temples. He has been really worried these days, but this master is not worried.
But what the master said is also right, they really have no way at all right now.
The demon cultivator who blocked the door outside was only allowed to enter but not to leave, and those who maliciously provoked would lose their lives.
He took a deep breath and spit it out softly, muttering to himself: "How come people from the Demon Sect suddenly attack our sect, and what is it for?"
"Master." Anyang called suddenly.
Chongguang rushed over quickly, for fear of making the apprentice angry.
"What's the matter, Yangyang?" Chongguang squatted in front of his apprentice, waving his invisible tail like a big dog to please his master.
But the 'master' was not pleased at all, and instead said with a blue face: "What about your etiquette, Master?"
Demon Gate: Count how many black pots I received today o(*^▽^*)┛
(End of this chapter)