Ling Juncong looked slightly surprised when he heard Rong Yu's full of alert words.
His eyes flashed, and he laughed and teased: "I have always been ambitious for Xiaoxian Langzi, you just found out today. It seems that Xiaoxian is reluctant to let outsiders know about her private affairs."
Rong Yu gritted his teeth fiercely, and said with disgust: "The villain is successful."
Rong Xian didn't have any unpleasant expression, and she was just and aboveboard.
She looked at Rong Yu tenderly, and said tolerantly: "Yu'er, don't keep looking for trouble with Jun Cong, be nice, eh?"
Qing Yang's tail tone carried a faint warning, and Rong Yu was anxious, but he didn't know what to say. He was afraid that he would be banned by the master if he said too much, so he could only retreat to Su Xuan aggrievedly.
After seeing Rong Xian say this, Ling Juncong was scolded as a 'villain' and his icy expression turned slightly warmer.
He glanced at Rong Yu with the attitude of an elder, and said to Rong Xian: "Xiao Xian, you can't be accustomed to your disciples all the time. Fortunately, I am the one who encountered this kind of temper. If it is others, it will be a loss."
Rong Xian smiled slightly: "I know that Jun Cong is the most generous."
Ling Jun choked and didn't say anything, but muttered in his heart that Rong Xian was too protective of her shortcomings.
Seeing that Ling Juncong and Rong Xian didn't notice him, Shen Jiuliu set up a barrier and said to Su Xuan and Marven Ye cautiously, "You must keep an eye on Ling Juncong from now on, since you walked into this rouge Cheng, I'm always a little restless, afraid that something will happen."
The cultivator attached great importance to this kind of whim, and Ye Wenchun and Su Xuan nodded solemnly after hearing what he said cautiously.
When it comes to His Highness, the little things are also the big ones.
Ling Jun glanced at Rong Yu with a seemingly non-existent look, and asked casually, "You are so kind to Rong Yu, you seem to be closer than the average master and apprentice, is it because he is also surnamed Rong?"
Rong Xian raised her hand to brush her sleeves, as if she wanted to brush off the dust that didn't exist on it, then she put her hands in her sleeves and said lightly, "Yeah, it seems that there are only me and Yu'er surnamed Rong in this world. , this is a rare fate.”
Under the wide sleeves, the black and gold snake moved slightly, and hissed twice in a low voice.
After Rong Xian put the subtle voice in her ears, she lowered her eyes slightly, and a thought flashed across her eyes.
Bai Changyue is still alive, and Yan Fei and Miss Xiaowan are also in the city master's mansion.
It looks like it's not a big deal.
But when she took her pulse three years ago, she knew that Bai Changyue would only live for two years, but now Shengsheng has lived an extra year, which is a bit strange.
"His~" The little snake called out twice.
Rong Xian's phoenix eyes were slightly cold, the corners of her lips moved slightly, and she asked through voice transmission, "You mean Lily of the Valley is also there?"
The little snake flicked its tail in affirmation.
Little Snake: Hmph, the big devil always said that he couldn't understand the snake's words. This time he used the snake to reveal it.
Rong Xian pressed down the smug head of the snake with one finger, and put her mind on Ling Lan.
When she left the holy mountain, Lily of the Valley was still there. She rushed from Beizhou to Ziwei City in such a short period of time. What did she want to do? How did she meet Yan Fei and the others
All kinds of thoughts in Rong Xian's heart turned sharply, and her face remained calm.
She took every word of Yu'er to heart. Sometimes people can't see their own affairs clearly, but others are extremely sensitive.
Just like a fortune teller, he can count everyone in the world, but he can't see his own destiny at all.
Now, she can't notice the slightest difference, but Yu'er is very nervous. It seems that something happened, or something directed at her.
"When did Xiaoxian know Rong Yu and accepted him as a student?" Ling Juncong asked with a smile, as if it was really just a simple curiosity.
Rong Xian's footsteps paused slightly, her head was tilted to think seriously, and she replied lightly: "I have been teaching Yu'er rhythm for half a month."
It has been almost half a month since Rong Yu started calling her a teacher. In this half month, in order to justify herself, she really took the time to teach Rong Yu the rhythm.
It was obvious that Rong Xian was unwilling to have any loopholes in what she did. Although this kind of perfection without leaving any omissions was a bit morbid, it was undeniable that by doing so, the enemy could not get any clues about her.
Ling Jun looked at Rong Xian deeply, but did not see any trace of Rong Xian lying.
He looked back, something seemed to flash in his eyes.
Rong Xian wasn't sure what emotion it was, but it didn't feel very good.
With a slight movement of her hand under her wide sleeve, the little snake flicked its tail and rushed out, and the next moment it appeared under Rong Yu's long sleeve.
Rong Yu: "Xiao Jin, why are you here suddenly??"
The little snake hissed twice when he heard his voice transmission.
Rong Yu was extremely surprised: "Master actually asked you to protect me? Did Master also notice that something was wrong?"
Little Snake: "... Hiss!" Doesn't it mean that you can't understand what the snake speaks? Y'all, you liars!
Rong Yu's dazed little snake stuffed it deep into his sleeve, and solemnly said that he really couldn't understand the snake's words, so he directly ignored the snake's complaint.
Then, he followed Su Xuan and the two with a dignified expression, lest something should happen to his life.
In any case, the strength of these two people is still very strong, and it is more than enough to protect him.
It can't be said that he is timid and afraid of death, he just doesn't want to lose his life in a suffocated and confused way, who would like to die if he can live.
What's more important is that the Ling family has not died. How could he, who bears the last blood of the Rong family, die first.
Walking into Rouge City, Rong Xian opened the wine jar and sniffed lightly. The familiar smell came to her nostrils, and she looked a little surprised. It seemed that Wuwu had put away all the worries of Jiuquan for her.
She didn't drink Wangyou, raised her hand and closed the lid again, and tied the small wine jar around her waist.
Wangyou is of no use to her, but she has gotten used to it after drinking it for so many years, and occasionally tasting it can ease the complicated thoughts in her mind.
Ling Jun moved from the tip of his nose and asked in surprise, "It smells so good, is it wine?"
The aroma of this wine was a little strange, and it actually aroused the delusion in his heart at that moment.
Rong Xian patted the wine jar and said frankly, "Jun Cong's nose is sensitive, this is indeed wine."
"If Xiaoxian doesn't mind, can you let me taste it?" Ling Jun leaned forward and said, licking his face.
Rong Xian gave him a meaningful look, took off the wine jar and put it in his hand, scolded with a smile, "This is the wine Yu'er just found, I haven't tasted it yet, but it's cheap for you."
Ling Juncong laughed and took the jar unceremoniously.
He also learned Rong Xian's attitude and took off the plug and sniffed, and immediately plugged the plug again. It was just two simple movements that made his back wet with cold sweat.
This demagogic power is so strong, what kind of wine is this
"Does Xiaoxian know what kind of wine this is? It smells very attractive." Ling Juncong asked while playing with the wine jar.
Rong Xian: I don't know ┐(-;)┌
(End of this chapter)