Then, Qing Bo heard the good old man who couldn't lie stammered: "No..."
But to Shang Qingbo's gloomy face, Rong Xian seemed to be really bad at lying, so she could only lower her head and say the truth: "This disciple went to see a doctor for Mother Xiao Ru, and saw Jiu Liu at the broken temple and found out that he was ill. , so stay there to take care of him until he wakes up in the morning as a disciple."
Even if she didn't say it, Qing Bo could still find out what happened to her last night. Honest and uprightness is the character of Doctor Rong.
Although Rong Xian asked Shen Jiuliu to guard against Qing Bo, the two must meet, and the wolf cub behind Qing Bo had to be eliminated by the people from the Holy Mountain.
If Qingbo is exposed, it has nothing to do with her. She has already informed Shen Jiulu of Qingbo's doubts in advance, which has already taken her out perfectly.
There was nothing wrong with Rong Xian's words, but the cause and effect were disrupted.
She went out to see Shen Jiuliu, and it was just a cover to see Xiaoru's mother.
"This disciple didn't mean to stay home at night." Rong Xian said innocently, blinking her eyes.
Qingbo: Who cares if you go home or not, I'm not your mother.
His tone was unconcealed urgency, and he asked, "Do you know where Shen Jiu stayed? Was he still in that ruined temple when you left?"
Damn it, that kid was obviously in Ziwei City, but he sent someone to search but couldn't find anyone.
Rong Xian glanced at him and said hesitantly, "Uncle, are you too concerned about your disciple's friends?"
Qing Bo pondered for a moment, and felt that the twists and turns might make Rong Xian suspicious, and it would not be good to destroy his image of a loving and friendly elder in Rong Xian's heart. Shui'er still relies on Rong Xian.
He said nonsense to Rong Xian: "Some time ago, there was a demon cultivator in a village outside Ziwei City. I heard that Shen Jiulu's cultivation technique is very advanced, so I wanted Shen Jiulu to help him to see if he could catch that demon cultivator. ."
Rong Xian's face quickly became serious, and she followed nonsense: "Uncle, why didn't you say such a serious matter earlier, I don't know where the village is? Are the people in serious trouble?"
Qingbo: Who cares about those mortals, the important thing is the blood of the Sword Emperor.
His expression was as uncomfortable as he had eaten a fly: "It's okay for now, but if the demon cultivator doesn't catch it, something will happen sooner or later. For the safety of the common people, nephew, you must ask Shen Jiulu to help."
Rong Xian nodded and said, "Don't worry, uncle, the disciple will persuade him to stay for a long time."
After a pause, she asked, "Uncle Shi, will you still send someone to follow the disciple?"
Qing Bo: "...No." You found out that I still sent people to do what, and it was useless to send them. No matter how high the cultivation base is, you will not be overwhelmed by medicine all at once. It's hard to guard against.
Only now did he know why Rong Xian dared to walk outside alone, and just relying on the magic of medicine, he made those with ulterior motives shrink back.
Yesterday's incident has passed temporarily, and Qingbo took Rong Xian to the ice room with a kind face to see Zeng Shui's doctor.
Zeng Shui's face was getting better day by day, which made Qingbo very happy.
After Rong Xian finished applying the needle, she rubbed her eyebrows and said wearily, "Uncle Shi, Madam can already go out from the ice room, so she won't be here for medical treatment in the future."
Qingbo's face was overjoyed, and being able to leave the ice room proved that his wife's body had stabilized, and she was no longer in a dying state.
"Uncle, from now on, the disciple will give your wife acupuncture every three days. Now you can use your spiritual power to warm your wife's body every day. Within half a month, the wife will wake up." Rong Xian affirmed.
Qing Bo hugged Zeng Shui tightly and murmured, "Shui'er, I will see you again soon, you will wake up soon, Shui'er..."
Rong Xian looked at the inseparable gesture of the two, turned around and went out, leaving the space for them.
After Rong Xian left, Qing Bo laid his wife flat, looked behind him, and asked, "Senior, from now on, I will send someone to the nearest village outside the city, will you follow?"
A mass of black mist turned into a tall figure and fell in front of Qingbo. The man was dressed in a navy blue robe with large irises embroidered on the edge. He didn't look like a magic cultivator, but rather like the son of an aristocratic family.
"Are you sure Shen Jiulu will go?" A Qi asked.
Qing Bo said with great certainty: "Yes. Don't forget, Shen Jiulu and Rong Xian knew each other, and from the appearance of Rong Xian, the two got along pretty well. You also know what kind of person Rong Xian is, even if Shen Jiulu notices it. Rong Xian will also persuade him if it doesn't work out."
A Qi lightly snorted: "You don't hesitate to use your nephew, don't forget, she is your wife's savior."
Qing Bo sneered: "It is her honor to be able to save my wife. It would be delusional to expect me to be grateful to Dade."
Aqi laughed: "You are more ruthless than me, a man of the devil's way."
After all, it turned into a black mist and went away.
After he left, Qing Bo walked out of the ice room and asked Qing Yi to lead a group of people out of the city quickly.
Looking at the gloomy sky, Qing Bo sighed: "For peace of mind, let's go there in person."
Besides, Shen Jiu stayed here, since Rong Xian left, he left the ruined temple.
He was walking down the street with an umbrella, but what was in his mind was not Rong Xian, but the city lord Ziwei.
Xiaoxian said that Ziwei City Lord's attitude towards him was too warm, and she specifically told herself not to appear in the city owner's mansion.
If the City Lord Ziwei had good intentions, Xiaoxian would not have said that, unless that person had malicious intentions towards him.
He just came out of the holy mountain, and he has been on the road all the way, and he has not made enemies with anyone. And he was sure that he never knew any City Lord Ziwei, so why did City Lord Ziwei behave so strangely.
Unless he plans otherwise.
Shen Jiulu doesn't know what the plot is, but he will definitely figure it out.
Of course, there is another possibility that arises in Shen Jiuyao's heart - that person already knew him!
His eyes flashed, this person was either from the Holy Mountain, or the group of people who said they were 'the remnants of the Yu clan'.
Xiaoxian said that City Lord Ziwei is a disciple of Xuanhua Mountain, so there is only one answer.
Shen Jiuliu took a deep breath and closed his eyes heavily.
When he opened it again, his cold eyes were like a cold pool, deep and cold.
Soon, soon he will be sure.
In the afternoon, Rong Xian still went out to see a doctor as usual.
She went to the West District before, but this time she came to the East District.
At the east entrance, Shen Jiulu has been waiting for a long time.
Dressed in white clothes that were light and soft, her cold expression softened like a puddle of water after seeing Rong Xian.
"Today is later than usual." Shen Jiulu said naturally, taking the medicine box from her hand.
Rong Xian walked side by side with him, with a soft tone: "Last night, when I went to see Xiao Ru's mother, I accidentally found someone following me, thinking it was a bad guy, so he was dazed, and I didn't expect that the teacher sent me. people."
It seems that because of her embarrassment, she blushed slightly: "When I returned to the house in the morning, my uncle asked me about this and said a few words to me, so I wasted some time."
Rong Xian (to Qing Bo): Come on, hurt each other.
(End of this chapter)