Whether Rong Xian is poisonous or not, Hei Wu does not know.
When Rong Xian finished wiping her hands and threw the handkerchief on the ground, the same boat outside Lei Zhu threw her sleeve robe, and a golden token passed through Lei Zhu without any obstruction and hit Hei Wu directly.
The black fog suddenly screamed, as if being sucked by the gold medal, turned into a vortex and flew into the gold medal uncontrollably.
"Emperor Xu, stop, how dare you?!" Hei Wu shouted in panic, and the next moment he was included in the gold medal.
Hei Wu: "..." These cruel words are a little lackluster.
Rong Xian pretended to say: "It seems that I still dare."
Above the head, the gold medal completed the task, and flew meekly to Rong Xian and stopped.
Rong Xian stretched out her hand to catch the gold medal, her fingertips rubbed lightly on the gold medal, feeling the invisible vibration of the gold medal machine, Rong Xian laughed lightly.
She threw the gold medal at random, and the gold medal turned into a streamer and fell into the hands of the same boat.
The black mist was taken away, and Rong Xian looked down at Rong Yang, who was lying on the ground, with inexplicable emotions flowing in her eyes.
She glanced at the Lei Zhu surrounding her, and suddenly reached out and patted her chest, and her main consciousness was directly separated.
Rong Xian's main soul turned back to look at the trace of consciousness that controlled her body, her eyes were as deep as a cold pool, as if she saw the depths of her own body.
"You help my consciousness to control my body. If necessary, you can discard the memory in consciousness, but you must keep the consciousness itself from dissipating." The silent voice entered the depths of my mind.
In the sea of consciousness covered by the giant face, on the lotus platform where the waves rolled up, and under the silhouette of the condensed figure, an invisible force spread out faintly.
"Don't worry, cub, Dad won't let you down."
After Rong Xian's main soul received the voice from the sky, she withdrew her gaze.
She only took two steps forward and squatted beside Rong Yang.
Looking at this pale and silent face, Rong Xian closed her eyes heavily.
It's still too weak. If she can be stronger, she can directly rescue Yang'er without letting him suffer this kind of pain.
She stretched out her hand and seemed to want to touch the child's icy face, but her hand went straight through Rong Yang's face.
Her hands were in the air, and a shallow sadness lingered around her.
Rong Xian's main soul: "..."
Rong Xian lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes covering up the layers of waves in her eyes.
In just an instant, the loneliness and depression all over her body were swept away, as if it had never existed.
Rong Xian, she is terrifyingly rational, and she will never allow uncontrollable feelings to appear in her.
She must have absolute control over herself, and things beyond her control are never allowed to exist.
When she looked at the child on the ground again, the shallow worry between her brows no longer belonged to her mother, but the doctor's worry about the patient.
She would have all the emotions that would shake her mind swept away in an instant.
"Yang'er, you'll be fine." Rong Xian said with a soft smile on the corner of his lips.
Her voice fell, and it turned into a light that escaped from the thunder pillar and disappeared into the sky.
At the same time, the surrounding thunder pillars flickered and disappeared directly.
The next moment, Yu Guogong and others all rushed over.
Zongzheng saw Rong Yang on the ground at first glance, and with his eyes and cultivation, he naturally saw that Rong Yang had no breath at first glance.
He trembled in his heart, turned his head to look at Rong Xian, who was standing quietly not far away, and asked for the first time, "Your Majesty, what happened to the second prince?"
Rong Xian's breath was weaker than before, and she was more restrained, as if she was an ordinary person, standing there without the slightest threat.
She replied seriously, "I fell asleep."
Zong Zheng choked, but he didn't know what to say when it came to his mouth.
The second prince obviously had no signs of life, but His Majesty opened his eyes and talked nonsense.
Zong Zheng wanted to go up and pick up the second prince in a heartache, but Rong Xian suddenly stretched out his hand, and a mysterious yellow orb exuding a thick vitality was suspended in the air.
In a place he didn't see, a small spirit inside the orb was falling into a deep sleep.
The black power rooted in the depths of his soul is being pulled away little by little.
Rong Xian's face paled a little every time he pulled away, and the giant face in the sea of consciousness became even more angry.
"Emperor Xu, do you want to save your son? Delusional! Just let him be buried with the soul of this deity." The giant face said more and more hideously.
It opened its mouth and roared, and a mysterious power was conveyed from its mouth.
At this moment, Rong Xian clearly felt that the same breath as the giant face came from somewhere outside the sky and entered the giant face, and the giant face was more than twice as powerful as before.
The chains above the consciousness were broken into pieces, turned into pure power and swallowed by the giant face.
As more and more memories were swallowed, the giant face turned into a human form at a seemingly slow but fast speed, and the appearance also changed from appearance to clarity. It was exactly the same as Rong Xian, but it looked more dangerous and powerful.
Just like when Rong Xian was a Demon Venerable back then, she had a very aggressive feeling that was not restrained.
As the giant face takes shape, Rong Xian's figure will gradually drift up and down, and occasionally she can't keep her human form and becomes transparent.
"Emperor Xu, soon the deity will become you." The man's tone was arrogant and complacent.
Rong Xian stood on the lotus platform, her figure disappeared and appeared, and her voice was erratic: "If Your Excellency can live like me, I would be willing to give up my body to Your Excellency, after all, it is nothing to live with me. different."
The man's face changed greatly, as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.
"Emperor Xu, don't think that the deity dare not kill you directly." The man said gloomily.
To be honest, with Rong Xian's face making this kind of expression, Rong Xian felt as if she was watching a comedy.
The corners of her mouth twitched and she said bluntly, "You never dared to kill me. You would rather use this method to slowly devour my soul and become one with me, rather than dare to do it directly. You are afraid of the fate of the country. Kill it, for fear of being discovered by Heaven and Earth, and fear of being targeted by Heaven."
After a pause, she looked at the man's distorted expression, and said very comfortably: "Since you don't dare to kill me, why do you have to speak harshly, isn't this the legendary #mouth disgusting body straight#?"
The person: "… "
The man exploded with anger, and he laughed in anger: "Rong Ya, you can try your best, it is the last tolerance of this deity for you, a dying person."
Rong Xian tugged at her sleeve to cover her face, but did not speak.
The man: "…Speak."
Rong Xian sighed lightly, and said in a similar manner, "I'm just moved, I can't help myself, I didn't expect Your Excellency to have the heart of a Buddha."
The man's face was instantly as black as the bottom of a pot, and he said with rage: "Don't be the bald donkeys who are mentioned by the deity to the world of Elysium."
Rong Xian blinked her eyes, as if very puzzled.
It seems that this person still has grievances with those monks.
(End of this chapter)