Immortal Voices

Chapter 39: container

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Shen Jiulu inadvertently looked behind Rong Xian and found that no one was secretly following today.

"Your uncle cares about you very much." Shen Jiujiu said in a cold voice.

Rong Xian rolled her eyes, with a sly light flashing inside: "Well, Uncle Shi was worried that the friends I made outside had bad intentions, so he wanted to check for me."

After a pause, she seemed to have just remembered, and said a little apologetically, "Uncle Shi said that he found a demon cultivator in a village outside the city, and I heard that your cultivation base is high, so I have always wanted to see you and asked you to help remove it. Demon cultivator. I thought too much before, thinking that Shishu…”

She smiled slightly, and the smile was full of relief and joy, and she said serious nonsense: "I knew that such a kind person as Uncle Master would not target others at will, that's great."

Seeing her smiling face, Shen Jiu sighed in the bottom of her heart. Xiaoxian seemed to be very satisfied because she didn't have to be embarrassed between her friends and her uncle.

He didn't want to spoil Xiaoxian's good mood, and said in a warm tone: "Don't worry, I will go to that village tonight to see. If there is a demon cultivator, I will definitely help the city lord to solve it."

In Ziwei City for so long, he had never heard of a magic cultivator outside the city, nor did he sense the use of evil energy. It seemed that there was something really wrong with this Qingbo City Lord.

Shen Jiuliu felt a little angry in the bottom of his heart, it was for Qingbo.

Xiaoxian believed him so much, and he actually had the heart to use Xiaoxian. If Xiaoxian knew his true colors, she would be very sad.

Shen Jiulu stared at Rong Xian, who was treating the child with a gentle smile, with a faint worry in her eyes.

Rong Xian, who was coaxing the child, glanced at Shen Jiuliu without a trace, and there was a faint light in her eyes.

Shen Jiulu will definitely be able to face Qing Bo tonight. Before Qing Bo gets the blood of the Sword Emperor, he will not leave Shen Jiu's hand at will. As long as it is certain that Shen Jiulu will not have life worries, the other Rong Xian will not pay attention to it at all. .

In a word, Shen Jiuliu was nothing but a container for Rong Xian to store the blood of the Sword Emperor.

After soothing the child, she came to Shen Jiulu and asked suspiciously, "Julu, why are you so depressed? Are you feeling unwell?"

As she said that, she had already pulled up Shen Jiuliu's hand to check his pulse, and found that the pulse was calm, she let go of her hand, and she was relieved: "I'm fine."

Shen Jiuliuqing Lingling's eyes contained a touch of warmth: "Don't worry, I was just thinking about the magic cultivator."

Rong Xian thought for a while, took out a bottle of medicinal pills from the medicine box on the side and handed it to him, and said seriously: "This is a healing pill, you can take it. Although I don't want you to use it, but put it in Just in case."

Shen Jiulu didn't reject this kindness, he took the porcelain bottle and said, "Thank you."

The corners of Rong Xian's mouth curled slightly: "Between you and me, why are you so polite, keep this as an outsider for a long time."

Shen Jiuliu held the medicine bottle tightly, her eyelashes trembled, as if she was a little shy: "It's my fault, trouble Xiaoxian to worry about me, I'm very happy."

Rong Xian smiled lightly and turned to treat other patients.

The two stayed until the sky darkened before they parted.

Standing at the fork in the road, watching Shen Jiulu leave, the smile on Rong Xian's face disappeared.

She rubbed the small stone on her wrist, her eyes darkened, and she whispered softly: "Shen Jiulu wants to find the murderer of the clan, Qing Bo wants the blood of the Sword Emperor, and I want to get rid of the traitor, killing three birds with one stone."

She has long disliked the wolf cub in front of Qingbo. Back then, she took Ningyue to Wuxinya to teach her carefully, but she was afraid that she would be lonely, so she brought a playmate for her from outside. This playmate was Aqi. , Who knew that these two colluded to betray her!

How could she not forget that during the Battle of the Holy Mountain, she was plotted on the verge of death, A Qi was standing beside Neng Yue, the eyes looking at her were full of cold murderous intent.

Rong Xian closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, all the emotions in her eyes that did not belong to Doctor Rong disappeared.

She blinked and laughed.

Her eyes are dark and beautiful, and she looks like a naive child when she smiles, and because of her warm breath, it seems to infect everyone who sees her smile.

Rong Xian rolled up her sleeves and returned to the mansion to change her clothes. She found that the mansion was mostly empty, and her eyes flashed.

The sky soon darkened. She took the lantern out of the house and walked around Ziwei City. The long purple dress was covered with silver gauze, the purple jade belt was tied around her waist, and her long black hair fluttered in the wind. The breath around her is warm and peaceful, and her every move is like a peerless beauty who walks through time and space with an umbrella in the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River in an ink painting, elegant and luxurious.

She walked unhurriedly, and she would chat a few times with familiar people on the road. If there was a patient, she would stop to see the patient first.

Until the night was darker, because it was rainy weather, it was pitch dark at night and couldn't see anything clearly.

Rong Xian's status now is just an ordinary doctor, so she pretends that she can't see, the light of the lantern is steady and bright, illuminating the road under her feet.

It wasn't until she sensed the devilish energy from the northwest that the corners of her mouth twitched, and then she walked towards the City Lord's Mansion without any hassle.

Besides, Shen Jiulu, he went to the nearest village outside the city to investigate carefully, and found that there was nothing unusual, so he could not help frowning.

Did he think wrong

But the next moment he realized that it was not that he thought too much, but that he thought too little.

The overwhelming demonic energy surged in, and in the demonic energy, a person stood in the void, and the aura locked Shen Jiuliu tightly.

A group of black-clothed people surrounded Shen Jiulu. The shape of this group of people was very familiar, just like the one who was assassinated in the holy mountain before.

Shen Jiulu stretched out his hand and grasped it, and a sword emitting a cold light appeared in his hand.

With his sword pointed at the group of people in front of him, he said coldly, "It really is you."

A Qi stood on the side and swept the formation. He didn't make a move. Without a complete grasp, he didn't dare to make a move for the time being, lest he would be noticed by the Demon Prison or the Immortal Sect.

Shen Jiuliu's whole body is full of momentum, and the sword light is icy cold and dangerous, like the aurora pouring down from the sky, it is beautiful, but under this aurora there is an infinite murderous intention.

Qing Lingling's sword light carried overwhelming coercion, which blocked the movement of the man in black.

The face under Qingbo's mask was as gloomy as ice. He didn't expect that after leaving the holy mountain, Shen Jiulu's strength increased again in a short period of time.

Is it really because of the effect of the Sword Emperor's blood

Thinking of this, Qing Bo licked the corner of his lips, his eyes full of wild hope.

His figure flashed quickly, and he passed Qingyi and the others and came to Shen Jiulu.

The two had just met, and the familiar aura and moves made Shen Jiu's eyes look cold: "It was you who broke into the holy mountain!"

Qing Bo didn't speak, and the movements in his hands became faster and faster.

However, Shen Jiulu became more and more courageous. Whether it was the pressure of A Qi's coercion or the blocking of the man in black, whenever he was out of strength, a powerful force would always pour out of his body, so that he was not tired at all.

Rong Xian (to Shen Jiuliu) is reluctant: I didn't expect the power of blood essence and blood that escaped to make you progress so fast, it's really cheap for you.

(End of this chapter)