Rong Ling looked at Wen Xin's eyes as if he had been quenched with ice, Wen Xin's heart was shocked, his body seemed to be frozen in place, his legs seemed to be injected with lead, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move a bit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Rong Ling said to Shangguan Ming in a cold voice: "You get out of the way, I don't want to make a move on you, I must kill her today." ”

As soon as Rong Ling's words fell, Shangguan Ming and Wei An stood side by side in front of Wen Xin, and the others also drew their swords and faced Rong Ling.

The cold eyes revealed endless cold air, Rong Ling's robe waved around, and they all covered their chests with painful faces, flew out upside down, and smashed dozens of meters away.

The first time Rong Ling showed such strength, Shangguan Ming's heart once again crossed doubts, and shock flashed in Wei An's eyes, this kind of cultivation was on par with them.

She didn't even know that Rong Ling had such skills.

Wen Xin looked at Wei An and Shangguan Ming fighting Rong Ling with a complicated expression, and she looked a little anxious on the side.

Seeing that they were seriously injured, Wen Xin couldn't help but yell at them: "Don't fight, you have something to say." ”

Rong Ling was conscious, and he was more sober than ever at this time.

The illness made his movements a little stiff, and he couldn't bear to kill Shangguan, and was slapped in the chest by Wei'an.

Holding his chest and letting out a dull snort of pain, Rong Ling looked at Shangguan Ming with a complicated expression, "Okay, very good, you guys are good, let's see, Shangguan Ming, you will come to me sooner or later." ”

Rong Ling's figure had long disappeared from the forest, and only the ice crystals condensed on the ground proved that Rong Ling had existed.

Wei An looked worriedly in the direction Rong Ling left. Turning his head and asking Shangguan Ming, "Did we offend him?" He's not going to go to the god of flowers. ”

Shangguan Ming looked at Wei An with a complicated expression, and then looked in the direction Rong Ling left. His brows were furrowed, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Wei An asked him suspiciously, "Are you hiding something from us, is it about Rong Ling?" ”

Shangguan Ming nodded to Wei An, "It's really about him, but I haven't confirmed it yet, I'm just suspicious." ”

Wei'an is well aware of Shangguan Ming's character. He said that he doubted, and eighty percent of him already believed it in his heart.

"What's the matter?" She asked in a deep voice, seeing that Shangguan Ming's expression was getting more and more serious. She realized that what she was going to say next could be a big deal.

In the simple tent where they lived, Shangguan Ming's expression was extremely serious, and only An on the side did not look relaxed.

Wen Xin frowned uneasily. He looked at Shangguan Ming with a worried expression. "You said that Rong Ling may be the God of Flowers, how is it possible, isn't he a subordinate of the God of Flowers?"

Shangguan Ming motioned for Wen Xin to be calm and not be impatient, looked at Wei An with the gaze of inquiry, and asked her, "What do you think?" ”

Wei An frowned tightly, recalling the incident between her and Rong Ling just now, and after a while, she said with a serious face: "Don't mention what you said about Zi Ling Wanhua watching Rong Ling being frightened. Just mentioning Rong Ling's martial arts, his cultivation is completely comparable to mine. Or is he sick, if he is normal, I guess I am not his opponent, and there are only two people in this world that I can't beat. ”

Shangguan answered in a deep voice: "One is the heart, and the other is the god of flowers." ”

Wei An nodded to everyone and said, "Indeed, I couldn't beat Wenxin before, she said that what I couldn't beat apart from her was the God of Flowers." ”

Dark One was puzzled, "So Shang Hanlian knows that we are in Misty Island, is it Rong Ling's letter?" ”

Everyone fell silent, if Rong Ling was really the god of flowers, they actually ate and lived with him for a few months, what did he think.

Wen Xin sighed and said weakly: "But he saved me, more than once." After a pause, she said again: "If Rong Ling is really the god of flowers, why did he save me three or four times, he has many opportunities to kill me, why not kill me?" ”

Shangguan Ming and Wei'an frowned together, which was also something they had been unable to figure out.

Wei An looked at Wen Xin and suddenly sighed, "If it was you before, you must know what Rong Ling is doing this for, you have lived in the Valley of Flowers for a few years, you know the God of Flowers, and you know his plans for us." He let out a long sigh, "It's a pity that you have lost your memory." ”

Wen Xin frowned, she also wanted to recall the past, but there were only some bits and pieces in her mind, all about her and Shangguan Ming, which had no effect at all.

Shangguan Ming had a trace of nervousness in his heart, he didn't want Wen Xin to remember the past, if he remembered the past, Wen Xin would not be as relaxed and happy as now, she would be sad about Baoyu's death.

Wei An's inquiring gaze looked at Shangguan Ming, "Then what should we do now, go to find Rong Ling and fight hard?" ”。

He secretly added: "If he is really the god of flowers, we should indeed take advantage of his illness to kill him, regardless of what he wants to do with us." ”

Shangguan Ming waved his hand to interrupt what Dark One was saying, and he had an idea in his heart.

"How did we make an enmity with the god of flowers, it seems that there was no major conflict, there is no deep hatred between us, why do we have to be enemies of the god of flowers, if he wants to dominate the world, we just retreat, do we have to fight to the death."

Wei An interrupted Shangguan Ming's words with a speech.

"It's not like that, I once heard Wen Xin say that the God of Flowers has a purpose for us, although he can't say his purpose clearly, but we and him can only survive on one side, this is what Wen Xin affirmed at the beginning, otherwise we would not consider ourselves enemies with the God of Flowers."

Seeing that Shangguan Ming was deep in thought, Wei An continued: "Although we didn't break the relationship between the two of us, both of us know that we can only survive one side, otherwise we wouldn't be in this situation." ”

Hearing what Wei An said, Wen Xin suddenly felt a tingling pain in his head, and couldn't help but let out a snort of pain.

Shangguan Ming helped Wen Xin in a panic, and asked anxiously: "Xin'er, what's wrong with you, where is it uncomfortable." ”

Wen Xin frowned painfully, his head was covered with cold sweat, and he pointed to his head and said, "It hurts, it seems that something is going to come out, it's so uncomfortable." ”

The aura in Wei'an's body was desperately transmitted into Wen Xin's body, and Wen Xin struggled to raise his hand to stop her. "It's useless, my problem, your aura can't cure me, don't waste your aura, and keep it to deal with the god of flowers."

As soon as the words fell, Wen Xin's head was like being beaten with an iron, and the dull pain invaded all the nerves in her mind one after another.

Wei An withdrew her hand, her aura didn't help Wen Xin at all, no matter how much aura she sent to Wen Xin, it was useless.

Shangguan Ming hugged Wen Xin who exhaled in pain tightly, he knew that she must be in pain, otherwise she wouldn't have screamed.

"Xin'er, it's okay, it's going to be okay, everything will pass."

Shangguan Ming pressed Wen Xin's head against his chest and kept talking to Wen Xin.

The feeling of headache came one after another, and Wen Xin fainted twice in the middle of the pain, but was woken up by the pain again. (To be continued.) )