Since Rong Xian traveled around the world eight years ago to now, her reputation has grown. No matter who mentions the name Rong Xian, the first impression is of benevolence and benevolence, pure and good.
"Since You Feng is honored, how about you give me Sanniang's wine?" Rong Xian said with a smile, her eyes full of jokes.
Yun Youfeng shook the empty jar in his hand and said dryly, "I have already drank that wine."
Rong Xian didn't tease him anymore, and set her eyes on Lou Sanniang.
Compared with Yunyoufeng, Lou Sanniang's excitement was slightly restrained: "Long time no see, how is Rong Xian?"
The corners of Rong Xian's lips were raised, and her phoenix eyes were curved: "Thanks for my thoughts, everything is fine."
In the middle of the night, the three of them went to Lou Sanniang's wine shop together. Looking at the golden words 'Wuxin wine shop', the smile on Rong Xian's lips deepened a lot: "I didn't expect Sanniang to hide and make wine in this place."
Yun Youfeng praised: "Rong Xian, don't you know that the wine brewed by Sanniang is delicious. I have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, but I have never seen a wine brewed by someone with a mellow taste from Sanniang. Although this place seems remote , but the fragrance of wine is not afraid of deep alleys."
Rong Xian walked into the goalkeeper and put down the medicine box on her body. She flicked the wide sleeves that did not stain Xianchen, and the corners of her lips rose: "I think you are greedy."
Yun Youfeng scratched his head embarrassedly, Lou Sanniang gave him a blank look and took out a jar of wine from the wine cellar.
The cork is lifted, and the clear and faint aroma penetrates into the tip of the nose without a trace, casually tempting you to take the bait.
Rong Xian's eyes darkened, this was a wine made by Sanniang from the Wangyou flower she had planted, and the wine's name was Wangyou.
The mellow smell came out, and Yun Youfeng's eyes widened: "Lou Sanniang, we have known each other for six years. I didn't know you still had such a mellow wine." He reached out to grab it.
With a loud 'pop', Lou Sanniang slapped Yunyoufeng away with a slap, and said softly, "This is specially brewed for Rong Xian, and it's her favorite wine."
If Yun Youfeng drinks this wine, she will definitely be a mental retard with a blank head when she wakes up. She is still optimistic about this idiot, don't let him do such a shameful thing.
Yun Youfeng looked at Rong Xian subconsciously, and when she met her half-smiling expression, she couldn't help shivering.
He shyly smiled: "It turns out that Dr. Rong also likes to drink. This is the first time I have heard of it."
What a hell, he hasn't seen him for so many years, why hasn't his guilty conscience gone away when facing Rong Xian.
Rong Xian leaned forward and took a sniff. She lowered her eyes and smiled lightly: "I don't like or dislike, I just feel thirst-quenching."
Yun Youfeng was speechless for a moment.
Accidentally chatting to death, Rong Xian did not feel any embarrassment or guilt at all. She raised her hand and poured a glass of wine for herself, sipping her mouth as if nothing had happened. The familiar breath bloomed in the buds, which made her feel much better.
For people in the world, forgetting worry is like the water of forgetfulness in the hearts of mad men and women. Just one bite can make people forget all their troubles.
But for Rong Xian, such a drink can only calm her down for a moment.
"By the way, didn't the communication say that you were in Dongzhou some time ago? Why did you suddenly come to Broken Leaf City?" Yun Youfeng asked strangely, but his eyes were still fixed on Wangyoujiu, smacking his lips greedily. .
Hearing him ask this, the smile in Rong Xian's eyes disappeared, she rubbed her forehead, and said with some distress, "Someone has been catching me for the past two years, and I left Dongzhou and came here in desperation. At least with you here, I can relax a bit."
As her fame grew, more and more people came to her.
If she simply treated the disease, she would not refuse. The key is that there will always be a wave of people with a wrong style of painting. If they are not cured, they will die.
In the past eight years, she has traveled to many places, saved countless people, and by virtue of her kindness, she has already contained half of her previous life's thousand-year-old skills. But because of her karma, even if she has strength, she can't make murders at will, and she can't do anything.
Later, the good fate was enough to resist the backlash of karma, and there was no need to worry about killing someone, but because all the power of the sword emperor's blood was sealed, sometimes it was quite helpless to think about it.
Thirteen years ago, the Sword Emperor's blood was divided into three parts, one part was in her body, part was swallowed by the Wood Spirit Orb before it was sealed, and a small part was in Yu Xiu's body.
As the good fortune increased and the karma gradually weakened, Rong Xian contained all the sword emperor blood essence and wood spirit beads in his body into the heart for refining.
However, the blood of the sword emperor is too domineering, and it seems that all the bloodlines that he despises must be suppressed and assimilated, so her power is also sealed by the blood of the sword emperor. , her strength will be unblocked, and then the cultivation base will be improved to a higher level, she is not sure how strong she can be, but it is definitely stronger than before the seizure.
The predicted recovery time is not short, and she must be safe during this time.
In desperation, he could only hide from those people, and came here on the way to the doctor to meet up with his friends.
"Rong Xian, do you know which force is catching you?" Lou Sanniang asked while holding the wine glass.
For some reason, it was an ordinary question, but it gave people a creepy and eerie feeling.
Yun Youfeng also pricked up his ears and listened attentively, wanting to know who that ignorant person was, who dared to touch the person he was protecting.
Rong Xian glanced at Yun Youfeng casually, and said lightly, "It's from Ziwei City."
"Ziwei City?!" Yunyoufeng screamed, almost jumping up.
Lou Sanniang rolled her eyes and scolded, "What is it called to sit there, do you know Ziwei City?"
Yun Youfeng had a gloomy face and didn't say a word, how could he not know about Ziwei City
The lord of Ziwei City, Qing Bo, was the culprit who led people to slaughter Shiqiaojian back then. This man used poison to control him for a year, forcing him to do things that hurt heaven and reason.
But why did Qingbo suddenly arrest Rong Xian? Did he know that Rong Xian was a survivor of Shiqiao Stream? !
Thinking of this, Yun Youfeng couldn't sit still.
"You Feng, you look very anxious." Rong Xian said casually leaning back on the chair, but a stream of light flashed in her eyes.
Over the years, she has not been able to find out who Yun Youfeng has helped to do, both openly and secretly. This person's mouth is too strict. Judging from his attitude now, the possibility of Ziwei City is very high. In any case, she must be determined.
Yun Youfeng gritted his teeth and asked, "Rong Xian, do you know why the people from Ziwei City arrested you?"
Rong Xian looked down at the pattern on the wine glass and said casually, "Of course I know, Qingbo wants me to heal."
Qingbo City Lord and her master, Qinghua Zhenren, are brothers from the same sect. The former head of Xuanhua Mountain passed the position to Qinghua Zhenren after he emerged. Qingbo left in anger and founded Ziwei City, which has a very high reputation in a short period of time.
If Qingbo really slaughtered the entire Shiqiao Stream, would the real people in Tsinghua know about this
(End of this chapter)