Rong Xian took a deep look at Yun Youfeng, and saw that his heart skipped a beat, his expression stiffened, and then he turned his head.
"Since you're curious, let's go take a look." Rong Xian's tone was as indifferent as Baishui.
There was absolutely nothing in her tone that could tell that the people buried here were distant from her relatives.
Qu Lang and Qu Qianqian looked at each other, and Qu Qianqian said, "Dad, have you prepared the Healing Pill?"
Qu Lang: "...Are you injured?"
Qu Qianqian glared at her father in disgust, and glanced at Rong Xian secretly before replying to her father: "I'm worried that Yun Youfeng will find out the truth in a while, can't accept it, and will be aroused by evil spirits, Disturbed."
Qu Lang: Even if he really wants to be demonic and confused, what does it have to do with the Healing Pill
Who told this prodigal daughter that the Healing Pill can cure inner demons.
Qu Lang restrained himself, but did not show a grim expression.
They soon came to the tomb. The tomb was very simple. The tomb surrounded by moonlight grass was clean and there was nothing. It could be seen that someone was cleaning it often, but they were very careful not to hurt the surrounding flowers and plants. .
In front of the tomb, a stone tablet with Gengjin vigor swayed around it with a faint sword energy.
Although this sword energy is not heavy, it makes people unable to help looking at Rong Xian.
The clouds are light and the wind is light, and there is no edge or corner, hiding his edge in the depths.
On this stele were written several neat characters: Rongmen Rongshi's Tomb.
姇, Tongyu, the meaning of the brilliance of jade.
And the people buried here, she has a proud son named Yu.
Yun Youfeng looked at this unfamiliar name, stepped forward, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who is this?"
Rong Xian glanced at him and said slowly, "It's an old friend."
"..." Yun Youfeng's expression is sullen, you show me this when you take off your pants? !
Yun Youfeng didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or to feel lost. He vaguely felt that the people buried here were not as insignificant as Rong Xian said.
Rong Xian thought for a while, and replied frankly, "This is my sister."
Yun Youfeng was choked, how could he never know that Rong Xian had a younger sister.
Yun Youfeng asked curiously, "Why have you never heard of her?"
Rong Xian curved the corners of her mouth and said softly and kindly, "I mentioned it, but none of you took it to heart."
She has mentioned Hanxi countless times, but she has turned a blind eye to her. It can't be blamed for her being too reserved.
Rong Xian thought hypocritically.
She took two steps forward and came to the tombstone.
His eyes are clean and gentle, his brows are peaceful, and his whole body is full of peaceful temperament. It seems that even the robe that was swayed lightly by the breeze was also dyed with a medicinal fragrance.
"I listen to you and have been working hard to be a good doctor." Rong Xian said suddenly.
Her voice was soft and soft, as if it was not heavy at all, but that gentle sadness made several people lose their smiles.
You said, if you want me to live cleanly, then I will live upright and clean.
If you got your wish, can you surprise me one day, and reappear in front of me like Rong Jing.
Even if our kinship is broken, even if we don't know each other, as long as we live.
Rong Xian sighed, subconsciously reaching out to take out Wangyou wine from her arms, but she felt empty.
Only then did she think of her current state.
Rong Xian's eyes fell on Yun Youfeng. She leaned forward, moved her nose, and said with a smile, "The fragrance on Youfeng is very attractive."
These flirtatious words came out of Rong Xian's mouth calmly, making people stunned.
Immediately afterwards, Rong Xian Shi Shiran said: "A pool of Wangyou wet his clothes, You Feng, You Feng, you are so lucky."
Some people want to take a sip of Wangyou, but it is difficult to go to heaven.
Some people wash their clothes with Wangyou.
Rong Xian took a deep breath and sighed in her heart: Jealousy has separated my walls.
Thinking so, Rong Xian subconsciously ignored Yun Youfeng's reason for falling into Jiuquan.
Yunyoufeng laughed dryly, and then carefully took out a colorful small wine jar from his arms.
He stretched out his hand with a painful look on his face, and in Rong Xian's puzzled eyes, his face twitched and said: "This is Wangyou, there is only so much left, you can save your drink."
Rong Xian blinked, a smile flashing across his eyes.
She didn't reach out to pick it up. She knew exactly where the wine came from.
She pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that you are so generous, I will send you a message that you care about most."
Yun Youfeng's subconscious became tense. After so many years, he was most concerned about nothing but Sanniang.
Could it be that Rong Xian knew the whereabouts of Sanniang
Reason tells him, let him not listen or believe.
Rong Xian was left with only the remnant soul, buried in the underground palace for nearly ten years, what could she know.
But subconsciously, he couldn't help but believe everything Rong Xian said.
Yun Youfeng was silent for a long time before he said, "You say it."
When he finished speaking, he realized that his voice was hoarse.
Rong Xian straightened her hair and said calmly, "I'm still alive."
Yun Youfeng said in a daze: "I knew it, I knew... huh?"
When Rong Xian heard him say this, she sighed with emotion: "It turns out that You Feng already knew about it, and he really deserves to be my friend."
When Yun Youfeng heard it, he almost choked to death by himself.
He was embarrassed to tell Rong Xian where he was thinking just now.
Yun Youfeng wiped his face, not knowing whether to be glad or embarrassed, Rong Xian simply did not find out the truth.
Didn't Rong Xian find out
No, what she's best at is hiding.
Rong Xian said slowly, "You don't have to feel lucky."
Yun Youfeng: "...I accidentally said what was in my heart?"
Rong Xian leaned towards the side of the tombstone and raised the corner of her mouth slightly, looking more relaxed: "You didn't say it, but your expression is too obvious."
Yun Youfeng touched his face subconsciously, and felt that he still had this expressionless appearance, which was obvious.
Obviously, this monster is pondering people's hearts whether there is anything or nothing.
Qu Lang and Qu Qianqian's father and daughter were not surprised that Rong Xian was still alive.
Honoring the Lord's ability to turn her hands over the clouds and cover her hands for the rain in Xiaoqianjie, there is no reason for her to fall into it herself.
It must be that Xiao Qianjie wave is enough, and continue to wave in another world.
When the mountain above his head was moved away, Qu Lang couldn't even mention how happy he was. He was so happy that he was about to set off firecrackers to celebrate.
Who would have thought that there would be a day when this mountain would come back under heavy pressure.
However, depending on the state of the Lord, it may not be possible to stay for long.
After thinking about this, Qu Lang relaxed again.
Feng Yan laughed twice, licked his face and leaned forward: "Master, it's good that you are still alive."
Although he has a lot of puzzles and can't see what kind of person the master is, he knows that the person in front of him is his benefactor and his master.
He only needs to respect her, love her, be filial to her, and protect her when his strength is enough. That's enough.
He was overjoyed when he thought that the master was so powerful, but he accepted a useless person like him as his apprentice.
With a thigh hug, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking in the future.
Feng Yan, who didn't have a long memory, obviously forgot that Rong Xian had just said that he should guard the underground palace.
"Master is really good, and this disciple will definitely respect you." Feng Yan said very sweetly.
Rong Xian snorted, and showed no love to the apprentice who even praised others because of the lack of vocabulary, and said, "How did you provoke that group of things?"
When it came to this matter, Feng Yan was instantly stunned.
"I just, I just heard your legend, I went to Shiqiao Stream to have a look, and the result..." Feng Yan said angrily with a red neck.
How did he know that after running over, he would wake up a sleeping demon.
Fortunately, at the last critical moment, the master appeared and rescued him, otherwise he would only be cold.
"This is really a success and a Rong Xian, and a failure is also Rong Xian."
Don't get me wrong, this was not said by Yun Youfeng or Feng Yan.
But it came from Qing Er, who couldn't hold back his sloppy mouth.
Qing Er regretted what he said, and he wished to block his beating, which is a pity.
Then how do you say it, #The water that is poured out of the words that go out. #
As soon as he raised his head, as expected, he met Rong Xian's phoenix eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling.
Aoji: "…"
Qing Er silently covered his face, and was so cowardly that he didn't dare to say a word.
Rong Xian seemed to suddenly think of something and asked curiously, "How is Zeng Shui's body?"
As the wife of the city owner of Qingbo, she has been taken care of by Qingbo for so many years, and she doesn't know what it will look like when she returns to Qing Er, a rough man.
Well, she didn't care what happened to the woman now, she just couldn't see the scar after Qing Er healed and forgot the pain.
In addition, she was in a bad mood, so of course she had to find someone to vent her anger.
Forget about this stupid roe deer, Yunyoufeng, you can't just grab a sheep and smash it hard.
Feng Yan and the Qu family's father and daughter were barely her own. She had no reason to be in a bad mood, so she went to the person beside her to vent.
At this point, Rong Xian's firm principle is the same as her shortcoming.
So Qing Er, the only outsider, became a vent.
As for this topic being brought up by her, such details are naturally ignored.
After all, #成大事人不做小#, her achievements are not ordinary events.
Qing Er's face changed slightly, seeing Rong Xian looking at him indifferently, she forced a smile, and replied honestly, "Shui'er has recovered well, and can now live like an ordinary person."
There was a sense of relief and joy in his tone.
He didn't expect Shui'er to wake up, but she did.
Seeing his appearance, Rong Xian's anger became uneasy again.
Her sister was lying alone in the dark underground, why Qing Er showed his brother-sister relationship in front of him, it was too uncomfortable.
She lowered her eyes slightly, and there was a dim light in her eyes.
"Didn't I tell you that Zeng Shui's foundation has been hurt long ago. Even if she can wake up, it will hinder her longevity. She won't live long." Rong Xian confidently went to poke someone's sore foot.
After all, if you want to be happy, you have to see others suffer.
Rong Xian knew all three of them.
Qing Er clenched his fists tightly, and his face was ugly.
The corners of his lips turned pale, and his eyes trembled violently.
"Oh—" Rong Xian uttered a single syllable with unknown meaning, and said dumbly, "It seems that you know."
Rong Xian's eyes darkened, and her pure black eyes were like a deep night, like ink that couldn't be melted: "You can comfort yourself better than I thought."
Could it be that this is the legendary #getting by it, it's rare to be confused#
Do people comfort themselves like this
Rong Xian thought about her heart to heart, and it seemed like this.
Didn't she herself forget the grief she once felt with the passage of time
Thinking of this, Rong Xian turned her head to look at Yun Youfeng, was silent for a while, then stretched out her hand to touch the tombstone behind her, and said in a muffled voice, "Amei's Wangyou tastes good, if Youfeng has time, you can try it. "
Yun Youfeng was stunned, wasn't he talking about Qing Er just now? Why did he turn his head and talk to him about something
The next moment, Yun Youfeng's body froze, and his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning.
Ah, sister? ! !
He thought of something, his eyes widened and his face stiffened, with despair and numbness in his eyes that he didn't even realize.
"Rong Yan..."
Yun Youfeng choked up, feeling that something was blocked in his throat, and he went round and round around his mouth, but couldn't say the rest.
After a long time, when Yun Youfeng finally calmed down, he said in a harsh voice, "Is Rong Yan San Niang?"
Rong Xian did not hesitate, and said with a serious face, "It's the real thing."
Yun Youfeng staggered, he thought he was ready, but when the time came, he found that those preparations were useless.
He looked dazed, and slammed towards the tombstone.
Rong Xian was blind and subconsciously raised her hand and slapped the person away.
When the response came, she cleared her throat and showed a slightly pure smile, with a careless perfunctory, and said in a righteous tone: "You Feng won't blame me, it's you who suddenly pounced on me. Just an instinctive reaction."
Qu Qianqian and the others took a few steps back subconsciously, and they couldn't help but look at Yun Youfeng who was shot into the mud and couldn't get out for a long time with sympathy.
What the hell is this guy thinking about, he has to run to the big devil.
Is the big devil a person who speaks about human nature and reason
Do not be silly.
That person is heartless.
For a person with a good heart, the grass on the tomb is ten feet high.
Yun Youfeng was lying on the ground, unable to react. He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Rong Xian.
Rong Xian tilted her head, showed a shy smile at her, lowered her head and pointed her fingers, and said childishly, "I really didn't mean it."
Yun Youfeng climbed up from the ground without making a sound. I don't know what he thought of, and he was very aware of the current affairs and took the pot on his back: "It's my fault, it scared Xiaoxian."
His expression was a little sad, and even Qu Qianqian couldn't bear to see it.
He has been in love with Venerable Hanxi for several years, and has been thinking about it for many years, searching for it for many years, but in the end, he didn't say anything, and he didn't even know the real name of his sweetheart.
"It's really difficult for you." A sighed voice came into his ears.
This simply speaks to Qu Qianqian's heart.
She couldn't help but look up to see who the confidant was, and then turned to the pretentious Lord.
Qu Qianqian: "..."
Qu Qianqian's expression was not well controlled, and it distorted on the spot.
It's no wonder that Venerable Lord can play the people of Xiaoqianjie around, and no one can match her with this pretentious skill.
"She, how did she, how..." Yun Youfeng's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat.
The word 'death' made him unable to say it no matter what.
Such a living person can cry, laugh, and make trouble.
Will give him wine, and chase her for a whole night because of a jar of wine.
From the west of the city to the east of the city, from the south of the city to the north of the city.
How could he suddenly lie coldly on the ground and fall asleep in the dark.
He slowly shook his head and said word by word, "It's Rong Yi who is buried here, not San Niang."
His Sanniang must still be in a certain corner of the world, looking for rare materials in the world in high spirits. As she said, she wants to brew a kind of divine wine that will turn all living beings upside down.
Qu Qianqian's nose turned sour at his obvious self-deception.
Qu Lang and Qing Er also stopped talking.
Rong Xian's eyes swept over several people, and there was some hesitation between her brows.
After a long while, no one could hold back and said, "The wine Sanniang asked for has already been brewed. She has a name, Chu Yang."
Reborn, as beautiful as the beginning of the sun.
"Where's the wine?" Yun Youfeng asked anxiously.
Rong Xian pointed to the tombstone, and said in dark color, "It's there."
Amei brewed herself into the last jar of wine, and chose death with relief and hope.
Yun Youfeng's lips twitched, his expression grim: "Did you spill it on the ground?"
That was the last thing Sanniang left in this world, and Rong Xian, a prodigal son, could actually do it!
This rubbish doctor, eat jujube pills.
Rong Xian couldn't help but scolded in her heart, the trash city master, still wants to flirt with her sister!
How could her little sister be coveted by such ordinary people!
This plastic flower-like friendship is also possible.
The two immediately looked at each other with disgust.
Feng Yan, Qu Lang, and Qu Qianqian twitched at the corners of their mouths, but did not say a word.
Venerable Lord's lethality is too great, it is safer for them to hide away.
However, if Rong Xian could let people slip under her nose, she would not be Rong Xian.
"Sect Master." Rong Xian's voice was clear and clear, neither hurried nor slow, which was very pleasant.
But Qu Lang knelt down directly: "Honorable Lord, please instruct, your subordinates will definitely be devastated."
Just don't call him the Sect Master's life-suffering title.
In the eyes of the venerable lord, his little devil's sect master is just playing a family, so don't be ugly.
PS: Hurry up and hit the last bus, it seems to be too messy, everyone wait, the author is modifying
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