Rong Xian, who had left Rong Country, floated in mid-air. She looked down at the land under her feet and the mighty rivers and mountains with surging luck, and couldn't help sighing slightly.
Is her body really going to be left to that Wu Zunzuo
I always feel sorry for just leaving.
But Big Brother Rong never felt that he was a person who went back on his word.
Her figure fluttered gently, like a cloud of blue smoke, hazy and reserved, but suddenly stopped when she was about to return.
"...Did you just die?" A hesitant voice suddenly came.
Rong Xian propped her forehead, looked slightly sideways, and saw a scholar in a green robe holding a lotus standing behind a tree not far away.
"You can see me?" Rong Xian said slowly.
The scholar said weakly, "I can see it, but I can't see it clearly."
I can only see that it is a young girl, dressed very well, and her manners are noble and elegant, that is, what a hazy face looks like.
"Yan Rui." Rong Xian called out slowly.
Yan Rui responded subconsciously, "Yes."
Immediately, he reacted suddenly and said in shock: "You, you, how do you know my name, we know each other?"
"Hmm—" Rong Xian casually uttered a meaningful single syllable.
Her memory wasn't that bad, and of course she knew who Yan Rui was.
After all, what Yan Rui is holding is her lotus flower.
It seems that Yan Rui has refined this lotus into his magic weapon.
"What we have seen, Mr.'s knowledge is very admirable." She smiled innocently and fell from the void. Her voice was clear and bright with a hint of youthful vigor, which easily made Yan Rui soft.
After all, cultivators look at their seniority according to their cultivation, not their age.
But it's hard not to soften your heart when you really meet a innocent and young 'child' who looks like a silly white sweet.
Yan Rui's eyes fell on her erratic soul body, and her palm gently brushed the lotus flower, and a soft light burst out from the lotus flower.
This ray of light went straight to Rong Xian and merged with her.
What surprised people was that after the light entered the body, Rong Xian's soul body actually condensed a lot.
Seeing this scene, Yan Rui smiled with relief.
Although he still couldn't see the girl's face clearly, it gradually became clearer.
As long as he helps this girl condense her soul once a day, after a month, he will be able to clearly see the girl's appearance.
Thinking of this, Yan Rui asked earnestly, "I don't know what to call the girl, yes, how did she die?"
It is very dangerous for the soul body to run around in the outside world full of monks. If you don't pay attention, you will be caught by the evil cultivator and refined into an artifact spirit.
What's more, although this girl's soul body is weak, she is clean without a trace of cause and effect. For some monks or evil cultivators who cultivate the soul, this is a good material.
Yan Rui couldn't help but worry when she thought that this girl was stupid and didn't understand anything but was rampaging outside.
Rong Xian stretched out her hand to smooth the folds on her sleeves, her long black hair was draped behind her, her clothes were extremely luxurious, and her face was innocent and innocent: "You can call me Hellebore, I don't remember how I died."
She spoke in a light and cheerful tone, as if she was completely unaware of what death meant to her.
Yan Rui's expression became tangled. He considered his words and asked, "Then what do you remember? If you don't have regrets, how can you stay in the world?"
Rong Xian's tone was inexplicable: "Why can't I stay in the world without regrets? If I don't stay in the world, I have nowhere to go."
After a pause, she said in the tone of an ancient aristocratic aria: "I came from the Underworld of Huangquan to go to the Thirty-Three Heavenly Realm, and now I am passing through the world."
Yan Rui and Yan Rui choked, then said, "I almost believed what you said."
Rong Xian nodded and said innocently, "Just believe it. After all, I never lie."
Yan Rui: "..."
For some reason, he felt that Hellnut's words were serious nonsense.
He coughed lightly, and was busy in his heart to plead guilty to the saint.
It is not the style of a gentleman to criticize her in her heart.
He slowed down, and asked nonchalantly, "Where is Miss Hellebore going?"
Rong Xian pondered: "This is probably the most complicated question I've ever heard of."
Yan Rui was speechless, asking where is it going to be complicated
As if she knew what he was thinking, Rong Xian Shi Shiran said: "I don't want to tell you where I want to go, but you also know that I'm a person who never lies. Based on this premise, I'm not very willing to answer your questions. The problem is really embarrassing.”
The end of her tone was a little irritable and troubled, as if she was really stumped by Yan Rui.
Yan Rui felt that his tenderness could no longer be preserved, and he resisted not showing his hideous face: "Is it difficult for you to tell me 'don't want to say' directly?" Why is it so long-winded.
Rong Xian was a little disappointed: "Oh."
Yan Rui was choked again, he thought about it for a while, and felt that it was too naive to be angry with a little girl, and he couldn't worry about the little girl being alone: "Shenzhen can not tell me where to go, but please allow me Accompany you, after all, it is very dangerous for you to be alone as a girl."
The corners of Rong Xian's mouth twitched, her eyes were proud and her pride was evident: "Although this is the second time you and I have met, but seeing that you are sincere and loyal to me every time, I will reluctantly agree with you. Follow along as a follower."
She stood tall, and Yan Rui's face twitched because of her dignified and condescending virtue.
Is this how the girl's family taught her to use words
Completely disregarding the context and occasion to use it indiscriminately, while embarrassing him, he also had a strong feeling of crying and laughing in his heart.
Well, just a little girl.
"Thank you, Miss Hellebore." Yan Rui echoed indulgently.
Rong Xian sighed with a three-point truth and seven-point falsehood: "I knew that I was incomparable, and no one could refuse."
Yan Rui coughed lightly, pretending not to hear her shameless boast.
Because of Yan Rui's cooperation, they went on the road together.
Ah no, we are on our way together.
The direction is the Western Antarctic Continent, the far west place where the legend has Xiaoling Mountain.
Yan Rui asked in confusion, "What are you doing there, girl?"
Rong Xian said very seriously: "I have an enemy, and I have to invite the holy monk of Xiaoling Mountain to go out."
Yan Rui was silent for a moment, then said, "It's not that I'm throwing cold water. Considering the distance between the Western Pole Continent and the Northern Border Bu Continent, when we arrive, it will be three years later."
Rong Xian's erratic movements stagnated for a while, she first showed a dazed expression, and since she was shocked, she said, "How far?!"
Yan Rui helped his forehead helplessly. After following up with this girl, his most emotional feeling was powerlessness.
"How could it not be Yuyuan? That's a transcontinental journey." Yan Rui said angrily.
He thought for a while, and then added: "If you can reach the realm of the Sect Master of the Wuji Sword Sect or the former Sword Emperor, then you will have the ability to tear space and reach another continent in a short period of time."
Yan Rui: I pick up a ghost and carry it with me, one day I will be able to see her face clearly ヽ(￣▽￣)
Rong Xian: One day I will make you kneel down and call your father ヽ(^0^)ノ
(End of this chapter)