Rong Xian could clearly feel the power in those holy words, it was a scorching heat like three fires gathered together, as if one person could burn a person's soul without any advice.
If it was an ordinary ghost, it would have been afraid of it long ago, and it would be good to shiver.
But Rong Xian did not change her face, as if she could not feel the pain.
She knew that she couldn't die, because not only was the national fortune and the devil prison guarding her, but the power of the Jiezhu also ceased to affect her all the time.
The power of the five elements transforms these powers into powers that can be absorbed by her, even if they are small, but they are enough to save her life.
And Yan Rui is not malicious.
Feeling the scorching heat, Rong Xian suddenly remembered the time when her soul was invaded by sunshade and anti-drug. The cold feeling and the current scorching heat became two extremes.
After the characters surrounded Rong Xian, Yan Rui suddenly reacted.
For the soul body, the arrogant and righteous words that come with it are very lethal.
His face became tense, and he hurriedly touched the lotus flower. A golden light that was brighter than before flew from the lotus flower and flew to Rong Xian.
After this power merged with Rong Xian, Rong Xian could clearly feel that the burning sensation brought by the characters was greatly weakened.
Rong Xian's eyes fell on Yan Rui through a series of threatening righteousness.
She didn't make a sound, but Yan Rui could still feel the pressing gaze.
His scalp was numb, and he couldn't help but feel guilty.
It was he who had forgotten that the Holy Word had the ability to hurt the soul, which caused the girl to suffer.
But Yan Rui was a little tangled, because every time he spoke seriously, he would be turned all the way to the horizon by the hellebore, which also caused him to spend a lot of energy to turn the topic back and forget the serious things. .
But in any case, he didn't think about it carefully.
Yan Rui said with great responsibility: "Miss Quinoa, are you alright? It was my negligence just now that made you..."
"Your moves are very beautiful, can you teach me?" Rong Xian suddenly interrupted him.
Yan Rui: "..." Ghosts cannot learn.
It's not that Confucian things can't be handed over to others, but at least you can cultivate a sense of righteousness.
But what does the soul raise, ghost
But Yan Rui felt that his rejection could not be too straightforward. He just made the little girl feel uncomfortable. If he is not friendly now, this task is likely to be cold.
He struggled for a while, and thought about his vocabulary: "What dream did Miss Hella have when she was alive?"
Rong Xian blinked and said without thinking, "Being a doctor, I still want to be a doctor now."
Yan Rui didn't find any comments on this dream, but he bragged about Rong Xian: "Zhenalu's dream is very good, to help the world and save people, and let those who suffer from pain get rid of the pain. It's a kind heart. Because you are so kind, you will definitely have a fulfilling life in your next life." Rong Xian's mouth rose when she heard it, and her brows were filled with contentment: "Continue." Even the grooves in her words were ignored in principle.
Yan Rui's cheeks twitched, and he knew that once this opening was opened, the girl might not be able to stop.
"Huh? Go ahead, don't stop." Rong Xian said with a smile.
Although he still couldn't see the girl's expression clearly, the pleasant voice made him unable to hold back the corners of his mouth.
Yan Rui: "..."
He didn't want a knowing smile, did he
Yan Rui was stuck in the same place for a while, this kind of embarrassment that others could not understand.
He clearly learned to be rich in five cars, learned a lot, and learned...
Yan Rui: "..."
Yan Rui wiped her face and said seriously, "I think if Lady Quinoa is a doctor, it will definitely be a blessing for all patients."
A flash of light flashed in his mind, and he asked, "I have a single copy of this medical book here, do you want to read it?"
Rong Xian suddenly raised her eyes and showed a happy smile towards Yan Rui: "Okay."
Yan Rui immediately took out a somewhat worn medical book from his book bag, as if he had been granted amnesty. Just when he was about to hand it to Rong Xian, he realized that she was only a soul body now, and she still looked so weak, she would definitely not be able to touch it. to the medical book.
Yan Rui said embarrassingly, "Miss Chenrelu, let me read it to you."
Rong Xian said in a sparse and ordinary tone: "Well, read it."
The blue veins on Yan Rui's forehead jumped, and it was a tone of condescension, as if it was a matter of course for him to do things for her, and it was his blessing and glory.
Yan Rui sighed, this girl just has the ability to make people angry.
Seeing that he hadn't noticed these characters, Rong Xian's eyes flickered with purple awns. Those characters stagnated and then resumed, as if they were the same as before.
Yan Rui raised his head, just as he was about to say something, the golden characters wrapped around Rong Xian flashed and flew back into the book in Yan Rui's hand.
He wiped the book with his palm, and information was revealed one after another.
Name: Hellebore
Nationality: Rongguo
Birthday: younger than you.
Cause of death: Possibly too much mouth.
Strength: Weak chicken.
Yan Rui: "..." Is the book broken
There are uncertain questions behind the name and place of origin. That's all. The cause of death and strength are described as poisonous, but the age is normal, but the person involved smiled and asked, "Can you find out the cause of my death, sir?"
Yan Rui was extremely embarrassed, he coughed lightly and wanted to remove the book in his hand, but Rong Xian was already standing beside him by surprise.
Yan Rui: "..." He is obviously a weak chicken, how can he act so quickly.
Just after thinking about this, the corners of his mouth almost twitched, all of which were damaged by this book.
He held the book tightly in his hand, resisting the urge to throw the convulsive book away.
"Oh—" Rong Xian's meaningful voice sounded in his ears.
The expression of Yan Rui, who had recovered his senses, was numb, and the full sense of shame and embarrassment made him want to cover his face and escape.
But he also knew it was impossible.
Yan Rui could only pretend to be expressionless with a paralyzed face: "This book is written indiscriminately, don't worry about Hellebore."
Rong Xian didn't care, just thought it was very interesting.
She just covered up her birthday and real name before, so it's normal that this book doesn't count.
But such an obvious slander against her weak chicken made her unhappy.
Feeling the unpleasantness of the person beside him, Yan Rui immediately put the book away and said nonchalantly, "Shenzhen, where is your nephew?"
Rong Xian sensed it carefully and said, "He is near the Ziyun Dojo."
The corners of Rong Xian's mouth twitched slightly. It turned out that she was in Bei Zhao. She might not have seen Emperor Ying Ping for a long time, so it was time to say hello.
Of course, the main reason was that she was afraid that Yu'er would meet Zhao Hu's bad spirit.
Ruo Yu'er was really killed, and she had nowhere to cry.
For Confucian people, when there is no choice of position, it is the same wherever they go.
So when he heard the destination that Rong Xian said, he did not hesitate at all: "Then let's go."
Although with his help, Hellebore's soul is solidifying, but those who do not belong to the human world have to stay in the human world. If it disturbs the yin and yang, there will always be problems.
Zhao Hu: The sense of existence of the brush wave ヾ()~
(End of this chapter)