Hearing Ling Lan's scolding voice, Rong Xian paused, holding on to Ling Lan's hand and paddling persistently.
Ling Lan's face darkened: "Are you dumb? Say it if you have something to say. At this critical juncture, who has the time to think about what you are writing."
Rong Xian raised her head upon hearing this, blinked her eyes, and asked in doubt, "But didn't Senior Sister tell me to shut up just now?"
She paused for a while, and said in a similar manner: "Senior sister, you are so fickle, it will make it difficult for me to do it."
It's hard to be your bastard!
The blue veins on Linglan's forehead jumped, and she almost couldn't control the sword to slash at Rong Xian.
Was it her fault in the end
Seeing that Lily of the Valley was about to explode, Rong Xian changed the subject wisely and said, "This is the healing pill that I made. Senior Sister Linglan, take it as a spare."
After speaking, he quickly ran to the other side, as if afraid that Lily of the Valley would refuse.
Ling Lan held the bottle tightly, and murmured, "Don't think that this little kindness can make me give up my junior brother."
In the distance, A Qi saw that all her people were stopped, her face sank, and she shouted in a deep voice: "Qingbo, do it."
The words fell, and the expressions of Shen Jiulu and the others changed slightly, only to see dozens of men in black appeared from all directions, all of them covering their faces, the aura around them was gloomy and cold, and the exposed eyes were full of blood.
Rong Xian squinted her eyes, a storm that could tear people apart.
It's them.
Thirteen years ago, the murderer of Shiqiaojian's clan extermination.
Rong Xian thought she knew who the murderers were, and she had always been calm, but when she saw these murderers, she realized that she had overestimated herself.
The eyes of these people are exactly the same as thirteen years ago, and there is no half human emotion. They are like puppets specially refined by people, rigid and cruel and powerful.
Patriarch Yu Qing, Caiyi…
No, she can't do it, it's not suitable now, and she doesn't have the ability, Rong Xian lowered her eyes to hide the turbulent waves in her eyes.
Well, the murderer of the Yu clan's genocide appeared unexpectedly, and Shen Jiulu could get what he wanted.
Whether it was the group of people who slaughtered the stone bridge stream, or the person who set fire to the stone bridge stream and almost killed her in the sea of fire, it is time to show his tail.
But how to make Shen Jiuruu, who lost his memory, realize this now
Rong Xian pondered, glanced at Yun Youfeng beside her, and suddenly said, "I don't want to see human life disappear in front of me, but I can't help but seek justice for the innocent. Now, I can only deceive myself once."
Her tone was obviously self-deprecating and helpless. She took out a piece of white satin from her sleeve and tied it to her eyes, and withdrew her consciousness, allowing herself to be immersed in the darkness.
This is the first time that Doctor Rong has shown malice.
"You Feng, kill these people." Rong Xian pleaded in a hoarse voice, but the tone of voice was completely undeniable.
When Yun Youfeng saw those men in black appear, his heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.
He knows these people better than anyone else, because he was once one of these people, and he followed these people to the ancestral home of the Yu Clan.
Hearing Rong Xian's voice at this time, his heart sank, and Rong Xian recognized these people.
Everyone knows that Rong Xian is a human being. She never touches human life in her hands, and she treats anyone with gentleness and kindness. This is the first time she has asked to kill, and it is also the first time that she has shown malice.
But Yun Youfeng didn't feel that something was wrong. Buddhists had angry eyes, and even if Rong Xian lost her temper, she still had an unforgettable past.
The smile on Yun Youfeng's face disappeared completely, and he heard himself answer: "Okay."
Then, as if he had gone mad, he no longer had any scruples. Even if he exchanged injury for injury or life for life, he would kill these people in black.
This is the debt he owes, and it is finally time to repay.
When the first man in black fell to the ground, Rong Xian walked over slowly with his hands in his sleeves.
She squatted down, letting the hem of her skirt be stained red with blood, and then she asked the man in black, who was still breathing, "Does it hurt?"
The tone was as innocent as a child's, asking questions she didn't understand ignorantly and curiously, and eagerly waiting for an answer, but she didn't wait, the man in black was dead.
Si Wenning pushed away the Yuewei in front of her with one palm, and shouted at Rong Xian, "Rong Xian, what's the matter with you?"
Ling Lan strongly supported her injury, and Si Wenning was back to back to guard against the enemy, and said with an ugly face: "Rong Xian is not right, it seems that it is because of these men in black who just appeared."
Si Wenning felt a little uncomfortable. When she and Ling Lan met Rong Xian, this person was a person who was warm and gentle like sunshine. They never thought that they would see Rong Xian's sad and gloomy expression.
Yes, when they were hostile to Rong Xian, they also thought about what it would be like to have this kind of emotion in this person, but when this kind of emotion really appeared, they realized that it was still them who couldn't accept it.
Especially Si Wenning, she never told anyone, she always had a kind of affection for Rong Xian in her heart.
Although she did everything she could to see this man change his face, she was very measured, not like she is now.
Rong Xian is not suitable for such emotions at all. This person should be like a flowing cloud in the nine heavens, like an immortal Buddha enjoying incense in a temple, looking at the common people with compassion and tenderness.
No one has the heart to hurt her, and no one can ruthlessly destroy her beauty and warmth.
Linglan and Yuewei gave each other a palm, and took two steps back with anger and blood, shouting, "Rong Xian, what's wrong with you?"
Although she didn't like Rong Xian, she didn't want this person to become another person.
That is a kind of human yearning for beautiful things, wanting to keep it forever and protect it.
Rong Xian didn't answer them, she walked up to the second man in black, still asking ignorantly, "Does it hurt?"
Ben just pretended to ask a few questions, but the smell of blood penetrated the tip of the nose, and Rong Xian seemed to have returned to the day when the Yu clan was exterminated.
That was when she had no resistance, when she was the weakest and most helpless.
Rong Xian tilted her head and asked in a warm voice, "Does it hurt?"
Tell her whether it hurts or not. After all the people in Shiqiaojian died, she buried them all, and then carved tombstones with her bare hands. Her fingers were connected to her heart. She was in pain.
It was obvious that they only got along for a short time, but after she realized that those people did not exist, she would still have a little pain.
The pain wasn't severe, but it was still uncomfortable.
She wondered if these people would feel pain when they were facing death, and would it hurt when they watched the people around them die one by one.
Shen Jiulu also obviously found something wrong between Yun Youfeng and Rong Xian. Yun Youfeng's body was completely dyed red with blood, and he still killed those men in black because of Xiaoxian's words.
And Xiaoxian's mood is also very wrong, the softness and gentleness on her body are all gone, only the lonely dazedness and the heart-wrenching voice of 'whether it hurts'.
Rong Xian: Please call me Rong Yingdi, boots ヽ(￣▽￣)
(End of this chapter)