Shen Jiuliu was silent for a long time, and the stirring mood in his chest calmed down.
"Senior Sister Fanhe, I remember Xiaoxian was still there before the coma, so where is Xiaoxian now, I want to see her, I want to see her now." Shen Jiuliu's tone was extremely urgent.
He wanted to see Rong Xian, very much.
Although he knew that Rong Xian was fine, he had just woken up from that bloody and desperate memory in his memory, which made him eager to make sure Xiao Xian was safe.
Fan He said helplessly: "Doctor Rong has left, no one knows where she went."
Shen Jiuliu's pupils were bloodshot, where could Xiaoxian go without him.
Xiaoxian was willing to save him with her life, how could she leave him ruthlessly.
—Yu Xiu, you have forgotten what you once said to protect me. You have forgotten all about your past. Important people have appeared in your life. You abandoned me in the past and let me keep the past. The promise of waiting day by day, day by day sinking.
On the coast, what Rong Xian had said before was vivid in his mind.
Shen Jiulu clenched his fists tightly and looked blankly in all directions.
Xiaoxian, I already remember the past, I will not leave you again, where are you, where are you in the end.
On Wuxin Cliff, Rong Xian, who was sitting cross-legged, opened her eyes, and the corner of her mouth raised a false smile, with pure tenderness like a mirror flower and moon, and she said with extreme care: "God bless you to restore your memory, Yu Xiu."
She stood up and looked towards Haotian Xianzong through the layers of restrictions.
Yu Xiu, do you know that we are so close now
Rong Xian turned back to look in the direction of Ling Lan, her long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, no matter whether it was the warmth and kindness in front of outsiders or the cold killing in front of the magic cultivator, it disappeared, more of the kind that almost controls everything. Keep calm.
She flicked her sleeves back, and the door opened.
The demon cultivator walked in tremblingly, looked at Rong Xian's face carefully, and stammered, "Sir, I don't know what you need?"
Rong Xian looked down at him, and saw Mo Xiu's heart tremble, and then she spoke calmly: "Instruction? I think you want to come and find out about me."
Mo Xiu's character, Rong Xian, is extremely clear, cunning and cunning, unscrupulous.
She was originally captured by Ling Lan, and suddenly she became a high-level magic cultivator. They must have doubted in their hearts that this person was just sent to test it.
After being mercilessly pierced, Mo Xiu suddenly burst into cold sweat, opened his mouth to explain something, and was knocked out by Rong Xian's palm.
A cold but temperatureless voice sounded in his ears: "Before doing things, you must think about it, otherwise, just pick them off and plant flowers."
Mo Xiu vomited blood, shrank his neck and dared not speak again.
The suspicious and scrutiny eyes around him also disappeared in an instant. This adult is obviously not easy to bully, and they don't want to go to death.
In the room, Rong Xian leaned against the door with a pale face, the sharp pain in her heart made her pupils a little dilated.
I never thought that in order to suppress Shengge, the power of the curse actually extracted her own strength to strengthen herself, and the pain she suffered also increased with the growth of the curse, but the spiritual power in her body has been depleting.
The cry of Lily of the Valley continued outside, and the contents of the room closed her eyes, as if she had lost consciousness.
In Rouge City City Lord's Mansion, the first person who noticed something was wrong was not Su Xuan, who had the highest cultivation, but Rong Yu.
When there was no sound in the room for a long time, Rong Yu realized that something was wrong, and pushed Yan Fei and Ling Juncong away from him and rushed in.
The empty room seemed to mock him. Rong Yu's powerful aura was no longer suppressed. He grabbed Ling Juncong's clothes and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Where is the teacher?"
Ling Juncong was also a little dumbfounded: "I don't know, haven't they been in the room all the time? What about Yue'er, why is Yue'er gone?"
Su Xuan, who came in one step later, looked around with a cold face, felt it carefully, and said solemnly, "It's a teleportation array."
He raised his voice slightly and shouted, "Ye Xiang, the young master is gone."
After walking into the room and just sitting down, Ye Wenchun, who hadn't even taken a sip of tea, jumped in his heart. His Highness unexpectedly had an accident right under their noses.
With a flicker of his figure, someone had already appeared in front of Su Xuan.
"What's the matter?" After his smiling eyes cooled down, he looked both oppressive and sharp.
Su Xuan's voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice: "There is a teleportation array here, and the young master was teleported away."
After a pause, he added: "This teleportation array can only be used once."
He looked at Ling Juncong with cold eyes like a knife, as if he would be able to cut off Ling Juncong's neck in the next moment.
Yan Fei was surprised when she heard their words: "Jun Cong, what's going on?"
Ling Juncong murmured, "I don't know either. As long as that person asks Xiaoxian to see a doctor for Yue'er, Yue'er will get better. She is lying to me, she is lying to me."
Rong Yu pushed the person out fiercely, facing Ye Wenchun and Su Xuan with a cold face: "Can the two seniors find a way to find the teacher?"
Marven Ye nodded: "Okay, give me some time."
Rong Yu immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking. He stared at Ye Wenchun with burning eyes, hoping to hear the good news soon.
Su Xuanhu was beside Marven Ye, watching everyone vigilantly.
In Xiaoqianjie, they were unfamiliar, and now they don't even have a trusted confidant.
His Highness has already had an accident, and he can't let the Prime Minister have an accident too.
Marven Ye closed his eyes and mobilized the golden luck in his body. After the power of the luck circled in his body, it flew out of the body and flew towards the north.
"That's the direction." Marven Ye said.
"Beizhou?" Rong Yu kicked Ling Juncong and asked coldly, "Who else was in the room at that time?"
Ling Juncong also realized that he was being used by others, and he condensed a spiritual power from his fingertips, and a figure appeared in the air: "It's this woman."
"It turned out to be Lily of the Valley." Rong Yu cried out in surprise, turned around and flew towards Beizhou.
Marven Ye and Su Xuan immediately followed, and Ling Juncong pursed his lips tightly and followed.
He also realized at this time that he was being plotted, and he kept praying in his heart, hoping that Yue'er and Xiaoxian would not have an accident.
No, they'll be fine, absolutely not.
The sun rises and sets, and sometimes time is so fast that people are caught off guard, and sometimes it is as slow as a year.
Rong Xian sat cross-legged on the bed, a thin layer of curtains blocked all eyes from outside.
Her face turned pale day by day, and even the soft blue silk on her end became dull and yellow, as if the uninterrupted and more intense pain had exhausted her vitality.
Rong Xian knew that it was just pain, her body was fine, and there was no harm.
But the pain was getting stronger day by day, like someone was cutting her soul with a knife, tearing her body apart with hands, and pulling out her bones inch by inch.
Ling Juncong: I was deceived ￣へ￣
(End of this chapter)