Seeing Rong Xian seemed angry, Ling Jun's eyes were full of smiles, and he said helplessly: "Okay, I won't touch you anymore, don't be angry with me."
Rong Xian didn't answer. She looked around at the surrounding scenery and said with nostalgia, "I haven't used the technique of soaring clouds for a long time."
She likes the feeling of being down-to-earth, and occasionally flying in the air also wants to calm down her thoughts.
People standing on the ground can only see the scenery in front of them. Standing in the clouds, you will find the majesty of the mountains and rivers.
But looking up again, you will find that this vast world is boundless and boundless, and the magnificent mountains and rivers are as small as ants.
Although Rong Xian is powerful, she knows that she is only a drop in the ocean compared to the sky and the earth, and it takes time to reflect on herself before she can go further.
Ling Jun never knew what Rong Xian was thinking, but when he heard Rong Xian's words, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
He knew that Rong Xian was not only a doctor, but also a swordsman from Xuanhua Mountain.
The most basic of sword cultivators is the technique of mastering the sword, while the technique of soaring clouds is commonly used by Fa cultivators.
Three years ago in Shiqiaojian, he felt Rong Xian's sword qi, and that sword qi was just like her, soft and warm, without the slightest sharpness.
But even if Rong Xian knew the sword, he had never seen Rong Xian use the sword, or Rong Xian had no sword at all.
In this way, it is normal for her to use Fa Xiu's technique of soaring the clouds.
However, with Rong Xian's little cultivation level, whether it can fly or not can be said.
Ling Juncong sneered a few times, Rong Xian said that she had not used the technique of soaring clouds for a long time, which can also be interpreted as that she had forgotten how to use it.
Rong Xian didn't know that she was being underestimated. She looked at Ling Juncong who was suddenly laughing in doubt, and asked inexplicably, "What's so funny?"
Ling Juncong shook his head quickly: "I just thought of some interesting things."
He didn't dare to say what he thought, what if Rong Xian became angry? Will it be difficult to coax
Ling Juncong's thoughts jumped all the way from here to there, and he never stopped, but no matter how he made up his mind, it was too sweet and naive.
The sleepless flight all the way, it only took three days from Beizhou to Xizhou.
Standing outside Rouge City, Ling Juncong put Rong Xian down, and then noticed the dark blue in her eyes, and said with some annoyance: "I forgot that you are different from our monks, you must be exhausted from traveling like this. "
His cultivation base is high and strong, and he has long been fasted.
But Rong Xian was different. She was just a doctor. Although she worshipped in the Immortal Sect, she did not have much cultivation.
Rong Xian rubbed her forehead as if sleepy, and her voice was hoarse and hazy as if she was still asleep: "It's okay, it's important to save people first."
"Teacher, teacher, are you okay?" Rong Yu, who followed closely behind, fell to the ground and hurried to Rong Xian's side and asked worriedly.
Even if he knew that the master's cultivation base was profound and his attitude was just for outsiders to see, he still couldn't help but worry.
Rong Xian looked warm, coughed lightly, and said, "Yu'er pour me a glass of water, I'm a little thirsty."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Rong Yu responded immediately.
When he turned around, he glared at Ling Juncong, obviously disgusted with him.
Ling Jun touched his nose with a sense of loss, and was forced to accept this cold look.
Rong Yu walked over to Ye Wenchun and Su Xuan, and whispered, "I'll fetch water for the teacher, keep an eye on that man, and you must not let him take advantage of the teacher."
Su Xuan nodded seriously: "Don't worry."
His Highness is their future emperor. Whoever disrespects His Highness will not be merciful with Su Xuan's sword.
Ye Wenchun also replied, "Young master, let's go, we'll take a look."
Only then did Rong Yu feel relieved. Having been with the master these days, he was accustomed to the gentle and soft voice of the master, and even subconsciously felt that the master needed protection.
He took a step, and his expression was full of entanglement. Now he can't imagine the terrifying appearance of Shizun every day.
Forget it, be stupid.
His figure flashed, and he quickly disappeared in place.
But for a moment, he came back with a blank face, and walked towards the hiding place of the four black crows with a clear purpose.
Bai Song jumped out: "Does the young master have any orders?"
Rong Yu said lightly, "I'm looking for Chen Yan."
When Chen Yan heard his name, he came out immediately: "Young Master, please instruct me."
"Give me the gift ring that Uncle Xiang gave you." Rong Yu asked directly.
Chen Yan hesitated and refused: "The Guardian Zuo has instructed his subordinates to hand over the storage ring to the Honorable Lord."
Rong Yu: "Why are you so rigid, the lord is my master, can I still ignore the master's stuff? Besides, it's my family's stuff."
Rong Yu said so, and Chen Yan simply and neatly handed the storage ring to him: "This subordinate will report the situation to the lord."
Rong Yu pouted: "Let's go."
He took the storage ring, and his consciousness swept it inside. After passing through countless things, he stopped on a wine gourd.
Rong Yu's eyes lit up, it seemed that he didn't have to run farther to find water, these wines could handle the master, and he really didn't want to let the master be with that kid from the Ling family.
He pushed aside the gourd stopper, took out an empty small wine jar, filled it with wine, put away the wine gourd, carried the wine jar and walked towards Rong Xian.
At the gate of the city, Rong Xian patted the little snake in her sleeve, her lips moved slightly, as if she was saying something.
In the next instant, a gust of breeze blew through, picking up Rong Xian's hair, but no one noticed that a snake with thin hair swept past like lightning under the cover of the breeze.
Behind Rong Xian, Su Xuan looked towards Marven Ye - His Highness's pet ran away, do you want to chase it
Marven Ye shook his head slightly, signaling to ignore it.
Su Xuan nodded slightly, and his cold, temperatureless gaze fell on Rong Xian again.
When Rong Xian and Ling Juncheng crossed the gate of the city, Rong Yu had already come with a wine jar.
Ling Juncong was surprised and said, "Where did you get the water from? It's so fast." It's only a few steps away.
Rong Yu snorted coldly, held the wine gourd in both hands and handed it to the master, and then said to Ling Juncong: "I know you want me to go as far as possible, it is best not to appear in front of you to get in the way. This way you can You have no scruples about hitting Master's idea, you are delusional!"
Ling Juncong was amused by this childish remark. His idea of hitting Rong Xian has always been upright and unscrupulous. It really doesn't matter if Rong Yu is there or not.
But seeing Rong Yu's eyes widened in anger, Ling Juncong coughed lightly, hid the smile on his lips, and said jokingly: "Then you have to stay close, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what else do you want?" Rong Yu almost jumped up, standing beside Rong Xian staring at Ling Jun with vigilant eyes.
Rong Xian was helpless, reached out and patted Rong Yu's back, and said warmly, "Okay Yu'er, Jun Cong is joking with you."
"He's not joking." Rong Yu immediately went to see the master, and repeated with a serious look: "He's not joking, teacher, this man has wolf ambitions, you must be careful."
His intuition told him that Ling Juncong's relationship with Shizun was not purely a relationship between men and women, but there was something deeper, but he didn't know what it was, so he could only guard against it.
Rong Yu: There is a conspiracy ╰_╯╬
(End of this chapter)