Shen Jiuliu's expression softened, and he said in a deep voice, "Well, she should be still in Ziwei City now."
Seeing that his expression was really bad, the third elder said, "Since that's the case, let's go."
"Wait." Shen Jiulu stopped.
He put his fingers together, and a sword qi bounced into the void, but after a while, Yun Youfeng in a strong suit came over quickly with a big knife on his back.
"I said Brother Jiulu, did you have any trouble when you hurriedly sent a letter to find me?" A sneering joke came, Yun Youfeng's figure stopped two feet away, his eyes watched vigilantly With the three elders and a group.
Shen Jiulu saw his friend's alertness, and then looked at where he stopped and looked at his own worries from time to time, his heart warmed, and said, "You Feng, this is the senior of my teacher's sect, this time the third elder will lead the way. With the two senior sisters out of the mountain, it is to help us."
The vigilance in Yun Youfeng's eyes disappeared, and he walked quickly to Shen Jiulu's side, stretched out his arms carelessly on Shen Jiulu's shoulders, and said with a smile, "You're really not funny, I thought you were alone like me, I didn't expect you to have a teacher."
Thinking that Shen Jiulu was able to survive back then, he should have been saved by these people.
Shen Jiuliu was helpless, although his expression was cold and did not change, but in the end he condoned his unruly behavior, and introduced him to the three elders by the way: "Elder, Senior Sister Fanhe, Senior Sister Linglan, this is my friend Yun Youfeng. ."
Yun Youfeng stood up straight, tidied up the corners of his clothes, and bowed his hands to the third elder in a similar manner: "Junior Yun Youfeng has seen senior and two fellow Daoists."
The third elder looked at Yunyoufeng carefully, and saw that although the person's words and deeds were frivolous and frivolous, but his eyes were clear and his own righteousness, he smiled and said: "Little friend has a good cultivation at a young age. To be friends with each other, there is no need to be so polite.”
Yun Youfeng immediately straightened up and said with a smile, "Senior is happy."
He looked at a few people and couldn't help but ask, "Kyuu, are we going to Ziwei City now?"
Shen Jiulu nodded and said solemnly, "Yes, I called you here just now to let you go with us."
Yun Youfeng's face brightened: "Dashan, Dashan. I've been worried about Rong Xian these days, and I can feel more at ease if I can rescue her as soon as possible."
"Fellow Daoist Yun also recognizes Doctor Rong?" Ling Lan suddenly asked.
Yun Youfeng saw the young woman staring at him with a hint of hostility deep in her eyes, and said in confusion, "Yes, Dr. Rong saved my life eight years ago, and we have always had a relationship with each other since then. connect… "
Before Ling Lan could finish his words, she raised her brows and said, "It turns out that Fellow Daoist Yun and Doctor Rong have a very close personal relationship. I wonder when I will be able to drink the wedding wine of the two of you?"
"Lily of the Valley!" Fan He couldn't help but stop.
She had clearly seen the young sect master's attitude towards Rong Xian, but if she spoke so bitterly, the young sect master would definitely not be happy.
Shen Jiulu frowned, and his cold gaze fell on Yun Youfeng.
Yun Youfeng was dripping with cold sweat, and quickly clarified: "Misunderstanding, Dr. Rong and I are just friends, and I have someone I like."
He didn't have time to hide from the people of the Yu clan, how could he possibly provoke them. Especially when he saw Shen Jiulu's thoughts on Rong Xian, it was even more impossible for him to move forward.
And he does have someone he likes, that person is Lou Sanniang of Wuxin Liquor, and I don't know when he will be able to hold the beauty back.
Shen Jiulu then retracted his gaze and said, "Okay, let's rush to Ziwei City first."
He walked to the three elders, and the two took the lead in walking forward.
Yun Youfeng scratched his head, a little puzzled why the atmosphere between them was so strange, he followed quickly with a big knife on his back.
There are only two people left here, Fan He and Ling Lan, and Ling Lan couldn't help crying anymore: "Sister Fan He, I have loved him for so many years, I love him so much, no one in this world can love him more than me. Why can't he see me, why?"
Fan He took out the handkerchief and handed it to her, sighed and said, "Linglan, although I don't understand what love is in this world, but I know that love is love, not love is not love. He has been in love for more than ten years. I haven't fallen in love with you, and the possibility of falling in love with you in the future is very small."
"But it's also possible that it's not? But he just came down the mountain, and he met Rong Xian." Ling Lan clenched her handkerchief tightly, a little unreasonable: "I like the person in my heart, and I like others. Senior sister, this is How can I be content."
Fen He was a little sad, whether it was Lily of the Valley or the Young Sect Master, she grew up watching it, but Ling Lan was determined to fall in love with the Young Sect Master.
"Let's go, go to Ziwei City first." Fan He said.
Ling Lan cleaned up her emotions and said sarcastically, "It just so happens that I also want to meet my junior brother's sweetheart."
In Ziwei City, Rong Xian glanced at the medicine bowl in front of her eyes and said warmly, "Uncle Shi, this disciple is fine, there is no need to drink medicine."
Qing Bo put the medicine bowl on the table beside him and said coldly, "You should understand that this is not medicine."
The smile on Rong Xian's face slowly subsided. When the habitual tenderness and warmth disappeared from those phoenix eyes, it was like a cold lake in an ancient well, bottomless. The slanted glance came over as sharp as a knife, and when a person could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
Qing Bo felt a chill on his body, and when he looked at Rong Xian again, the nephew was still gentle and kind, thinking that he had just misread it.
"Even if it's poison, it's no different from medicine to the disciple. I'm afraid my uncle has forgotten that the disciple is a doctor." Rong Xian reminded without shyness.
Qing Bo's face sank. He sneered, cruelly and jokingly: "Of course I won't forget that my nephew is a doctor. I think you should have heard of this name - Shasha."
Rong Xian frowned slightly. The name seemed familiar. She had read it in the essays of the second head of Xuanhua Mountain before. Sunshade belonged to a banned drug that had long been destroyed, but now it appeared again.
Seeing that Rong Xian's face changed slightly, Qing Bo handed the medicine bowl to her in a good mood and said, "This is the sunshade. You dared to let Shen Jiuliu go before, and I have never dealt with you, it's not that I let you go. , but for it."
Shade poison, as its name suggests, covers the sun.
After being poisoned, you cannot see the sun, but once you see the sun, it will melt like ice and snow, disappear without a shadow, and die without a soul.
This poison has no solution, only one nemesis, but it is the purest and most yang thing.
And a woman's body is inherently yin, and the purest and most yang things are greatly reduced when they enter the body, so Qing Bo took out the most poisonous things and made it clear that he would not give Rong Xian a chance to detoxify.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and seemed to be frightened: "Master treats the disciple like this, I'm afraid it's not easy for Master to explain it."
Qing Bo's hand holding the medicine bowl was steady, and his tone was firm and unwavering: "You don't have to worry about it. Your master can have a disciple like you who eats inside and outside, and I, as an uncle, have to do a good job of training one or two."
Rong Xian: There are always people who do not know the idea of playing this seat [○｀Д○]
(End of this chapter)