Rong Xian turned a blind eye to Ling Lan's provocation. She looked up at the bright sunlight and held the door a little dizzy.
Sure enough, the thing that shading hurt her the most was her soul.
Rong Xian didn't show any clues on her face, but looked a little absent-minded and said: "Kyuu is really impatient. I have to change clothes when I go out. I've been stuffy in the room for several days. This clothes smells like medicine."
Shen Jiuliu wondered: "Xiaoxian's body smells as good as before, and it's not heavy."
Rong Xian was not at all flustered about stepping into the sun, she was still in the mood to tease Shen Jiuliu: "Probably I couldn't help but want to dress up before going out. Well, just like Jiuliu, I have to plan before coming to the City Lord's Mansion. Which way to rescue me is the same, I said it very easily and understandably even if you want to stay for a long time."
Shen Jiulu: "..."
He didn't want to recall at all the stupid things he'd done because he thought too much, which gave him a fear of being dominated by embarrassment.
He quickly blurted out: "Xiaoxian, go change clothes, take your time, it's still early, don't worry."
Rong Xian looked at Shen Jiulu with a #really can't help you#, sighed softly and said, "It's you who told me to go to see Mumu quickly, and it's you who told me to change clothes slowly without rushing. "
After a pause, she made a serious definition: "Long stay is really willful."
Shen Jiulu: "..." He almost got hurt internally.
"Then I'm going to change clothes." Rong Xian said politely.
Shen Jiulu said weakly, "Well, I'll wait for you."
Rong Xian closed the door with a snap, and quickly changed into a purple skirt covered with silver gauze, her long black hair draped behind her, her wide sleeves flowing like clouds, and her delicate eyebrows revealing a hint of nobility.
She stretched out her hand and hung the purse on her body. The herbs in the purse exuded a faint medicinal fragrance. She said that she is a devil and not a doctor, and I am afraid no one will believe it.
The door opened, and at a glance Rong Xian saw Yun Youfeng raising his hand to keep knocking on the door.
Rong Xian looked down at him.
Yunyou Fenggan laughed twice and said, "You'll be fine so soon?"
He just suddenly thought of the smell of blood he smelled in the room at that time, and he felt a little uneasy.
Rong Xian folded her arms in front of her chest, and said with interest: "Listening to You Feng's tone, I seem to have seen a girl change her clothes before, otherwise why would you be so surprised by how long it took me to change?"
Yun Youfeng: "...I just asked politely."
Rong Xian smiled slightly and said indifferently, "Well, I see."
Hearing her reasonable answer, Yun Youfeng was not at all happy, but Ge Yin Rongxian added, "Just be happy if you are happy."
Yunyoufeng: "… "
He silently turned around and walked towards Shen Jiu Liu who was under the tree, clutching the old blood he swallowed in his chest, only to think that if he stayed with Rong Xian again, he would definitely choke.
Shen Jiulu glanced at him with a little sympathy, then looked up at Rong Xian and said, "Xiao Xian, let's go."
Rong Xian hesitated for a while, but she still raised her foot and walked out. Now that she has made up her mind, she no longer hesitates.
step.
She faintly felt the heat as if she was in a furnace, and there was nowhere to escape, but the only way to escape was to be burned to ashes.
two steps.
Her breath tightened, and the divine soul, which was stopped by the power of Xuanhuang's merit and no longer decayed, began to turmoil faintly.
Three steps.
The efficacy of the seven-pin lotus is rapidly consumed, and the decline of the body cannot be stopped.
The fourth step is to step out, and you will completely walk out of the shadow of the house and expose it to the sun.
Rong Xian's hand under her long sleeves tightened, and just as she was about to step out, an oil-paper umbrella that seemed to have been specially treated appeared above her head.
She turned around abruptly, but saw Qingyi standing behind the back, with a bright smile on her face: "Doctor Rong, the city lord knows that you are going to see a doctor, and is deeply moved by your compassionate heart, this umbrella is the city lord's life. Please accept the gift that Qingyi gave you."
Rong Xian's phoenix eyes flashed, and she quietly took back the Wood Spirit Orb in her hand.
She took the oil-paper umbrella gracefully, and gently touched the paper umbrella with her fingertips. A cold air penetrated into her body, and the forbidden runes crossed in front of her eyes.
It's really something made just for her.
Rong Xian smiled beautifully and softly, and sighed in a hypocritical manner, "Uncle Shi, his old man is always so considerate."
Qingyi: Looking at the young man's face in the city owner, is it okay for you to call me an 'old man'
Although he thought so, Qing Yi didn't dare to say it. His eyes turned to Rong Xian's hand holding the umbrella, and he said politely, "I hope you have a good time."
Rong Xian lowered her eyes and pointed out: "The kindness of today will be repaid in the future."
Qingbo is riddled with karma, and killing him has merit. Even if she can't do it, others can.
Thinking of this, Rong Xian's eyes flickered, and she returned to her usual gentle and gentle appearance.
Qing Yi bowed his hands in a salute, and said, "Doctor Rong's words will be brought to the city lord by his subordinates, and his subordinates will retire."
Qing Yi left as quickly as when he came, but the conversation between him and Rong Xian did not hide Shen Jiulu and the others.
Several people felt that this conversation was very wrong, but it was impossible to say what was wrong.
Lily of the Valley sneered and said, "It's not too hot in autumn. In this weather, I'm still holding an umbrella, being squeamish and pretending."
Fan He helplessly tugged at her sleeve and said, "Linglan, stop talking."
Since you like the young sect master, you should maintain a good image in front of the young sect master. If you are so pretentious and mean, you might have liked it and it will soon turn into a disgust.
No matter how beautiful a woman is jealous, she is always ugly and unspeakable, and she completely puts herself below, making her even more stupid.
Fan He apologised towards Rong Xian: "Doctor Rong, Ling Lan is just outspoken, please forgive me."
Rong Xian circled the words 'heart straight and quick' around her mouth, and the smile on her lips deepened, and said, "It's okay, Senior Sister Linglan is young and ignorant, so I won't take it to heart."
A 'senior sister' and a 'young ignorant' directly choked Fen He, she angrily glared at Rong Xian, but did not dare to speak any more.
In such a short period of time, she could see clearly that although Rong Xian had a good temper, she was not willing to suffer.
"Kujiu, let's go see Mumu first." Rong Xian said softly while holding the umbrella.
Shen Jiulu glanced at the oil-paper umbrella above her head and said nothing. Carrying the medicine box, she walked beside her as before, guarding Rong Xian like a heartfelt knight. And just now, Rong Xian was arguing with his senior sister, but he didn't hear it at all.
Yun Youfeng laughed with a big knife on his back, and said, "It seems to be alright, I'll go to a pub and drink it for three days."
He was about to get drunk and wake up. Today, Rong Xian choked on the left and right, and he was a little suspicious of life.
Yun Youfeng's figure disappeared from the mansion in a flash, and Shen Jiulu and Rong Xian also walked out of the courtyard one after the other.
Rong Xian: Shishu has always been raining in time (*^▽^*)
(End of this chapter)