Shen Jiuliu's cold brows and eyes were a little helpless: "It was Xiaoxian who came here."
Before, he and Xiaoxian could sense each other's traces with the help of flowers, and because of this, after he was arrested, he was no longer worried that Xiaoxian would find him, but Xiaoxian was really found.
How could Xiaoxian be so reckless, what if those people found traces.
When he was in a hurry, clear footsteps sounded in the ice room.
Shen Jiu left his consciousness and looked up, and saw Rong Xian walking in unhurriedly.
"Jiu Liu, you are really here!" Seeing Shen Jiulu sitting on the ice bed, Rong Xian's expression contained a hint of surprise and guilt.
Shen Jiuliu knew that what Xiaoxian suddenly realized was that Qingbo had really lied to her, that Qingbo's purpose from beginning to end was herself, and that she was apologetic for causing her to be arrested.
Shen Jiuliu was a little sad, all of this has nothing to do with Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian has always been innocent, and everything is to blame for the deep Qingbo of the city.
Rong Xian stepped forward quickly, and as soon as she reached the ice bed, she was knocked back a few steps by an invisible force. She pretended to stumble, and a trace of disgust flashed across her eyes.
That idiot Qingbo really imprisoned people in the City Lord's Mansion, tsk, no brains.
She glanced at Shen Jiuliu, who was pale, and waved the flower in front of her with her sleeves. If it weren't for this flower, she still didn't want to let this person out.
But as a pure and naive Doctor Rong, when she has been unable to wait for her friends, she must look for news of her friends. She has always done everything without leaking, and is unwilling to expose herself because of omissions in small details.
Since she found it, that's all, now she must let Shen Jiulu go before Ningyue can react, and let him find a way to attract people from the holy mountain.
"Xiaoxian, how are you, are you okay?" Shen Jiulu stood up, Qing Lingling's eyes were full of worry.
Rong Xian caressed her sleeve as if nothing had happened: "It's nothing." It was just a small restraint.
She looked up at Shen Jiulu, her eyes full of joy: "Julu, I waited for you for a day today. I thought you had something to delay, but I didn't expect you to be trapped here. It's great that I can find you."
Hearing this, Shen Jiuliu's heart was sour and sweet as if he had eaten a lemon. How could he be unhappy with someone who cared about him, but—"Xiaoxian, do you know where this place is?"
He had passed out in a coma before, and when he woke up, he was here.
Of course Rong Xian knew it. She said without hesitation, "The City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord's wife was sick before, and I have been here to treat her."
Having said that, Rong Xian pretended to look around, and pretended to say: "Kujiu, why are you trapped in the City Lord's Mansion, and this restriction, how can I help you untie it?"
Shen Jiuliu's face changed slightly, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows became brighter and brighter: "Is this the City Lord's Mansion?"
His heart sank, his complexion became colder, and the cold color in his eyes was very obvious, but when he met Shang Rongxian's gentle eyes, he became soft again: "Xiaoxian, since this is the city lord's mansion, the city lord Qingbo must have The problem, if you break in like this rashly, it is very dangerous if you are discovered."
His cold voice was filled with a bit of anxiety: "Xiaoxian, leave here first."
If those people found out, he would not be afraid of life and death, but Xiaoxian couldn't, he couldn't let Xiaoxian have an accident.
Rong Xian didn't even think about it, and refused directly: "No, I have to save you out. When I saw you locked here, I knew that it must be the uncle who caught you."
"He used me." Rong Xian's voice was hoarse, and the whole person had a feeling of loneliness and vulnerability, which made Shen Jiuliu very distressed.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes, under her long eyelashes, those clear phoenix eyes were as calm as water, but her voice was a bit disappointed and sad: "Uncle Shi has always been so kind to me, I didn't expect..."
She was silent for a moment, and under Shen Jiulu's worried eyes, she quickly stepped forward and bent down to look at the silver needle frozen by the ice on the ground.
"Xiaoxian?" Shen Jiulu called suspiciously, looking at her posture.
With a flash of spiritual power in Rong Xian's hand, it melted the ice on the ground and picked up the silver needle. She turned her head and smiled slyly at Shen Jiulu: "Ku Liu, I thought of a way to save you."
She stood opposite Shen Jiulu, her hands quickly forming a seal. Although the spiritual power around her body was weak, she used every point in the most appropriate place.
The spiritual power formed a net floating in the air, Rong Xian pushed her hands forward, and the spiritual power net covered the restriction in front of her.
A wave of restraint was suppressed, and the weakest part was slowly revealed.
Rong Xian turned her wrist, and the silver needle flew towards the weak point quickly.
puff~
With a soft sound, the restraint seemed to be out of breath, shrinking little by little, and finally concentrated on the tip of the silver needle. The slender and fair fingers touched the silver needle, and the last trace of the restraint disappeared instantly.
The woman in the purple skirt raised her lips and smiled, and said joyfully, "Kujiu, you can come out now."
She stretched out her hand to hold the young man's hand, and touched the young man's pulse without a trace. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Your power is imprisoned."
If you go out like this, you can't escape far if you want to escape. If you are caught by Qing Bo again, it will be troublesome.
Shen Jiuliu's expression did not change at all. It seemed that as long as Rong Xian was not involved, he had always been indifferent and indifferent: "It's okay, let's go out first."
Rong Xian thoughtfully raised her hand to point on the cinnabar mole on Shen Jiuliu's brow. The blood of the Sword Emperor, who had already been appeased, boiled, and she said gently, "Jiu Liu, the person who imprisoned you is too powerful. , although I have no way, but your own strength can break through the seal."
When the voice fell, Shen Jiulu only felt a huge force gushing out from the finger between the eyebrows, and waves of force quickly impacted the restraint in the body, causing his blood to churn and his face pale.
He had always known that a powerful force was sealed between the eyebrows, and his pain all came from this force. He never thought that Xiaoxian could actually be mobilized.
Forbidden meets the boiling power like ice and snow meets the sun, and layers are melted away. But in an instant, the prohibition disappeared.
Seeing that he had recovered, Rong Xian blinked and retracted her hand.
The moment she retracted her hand, the spiritual power in Shen Jiulu's body suddenly became obedient. Part of the previous huge power dissipated, and the rest remained in his body.
She wiped her fingers, sneering in her heart.
This is not the power of the sword emperor's blood essence, she sealed the sword emperor's blood essence for ten years, just to prevent the blood essence power from being used by Shen Jiulu.
Although it took three extra years to restore her power and let the sword emperor's blood escape through the ban and spill out to improve Shen Jiulu's aptitude, she would never mobilize the remaining blood and blood for Shen Jiulu.
It was only because she had used the half-completed spiritual power in the water spirit beads. Even so, it was comparable to what other people had cultivated for fifty years. If Shen Jiulu could use this power for her own use, it would be considered good for Aqi. It's a fight.
She turned her head to the side, looked at Shen Jiulu's cold brows and smiled, and pulled Shen Jiulu out quickly. Just as she reached the door, her footsteps suddenly stopped.
A trace of obscurity flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, someone came.
Rong Xian: For the sake of my sword emperor blood, Shen Jiuliu can't have an accident.
PS: Author Glass Heart.
(End of this chapter)