After Rong Ling sat down, he guessed in his heart what had happened to Wen Xin, and Hao'er came to him for help, thinking that something terrible had happened. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info [Full text reading]

Wen Xin is another ability, he must absorb her ability to be a normal person again, even if Hao'er doesn't come to him, he will save her when he knows it, but he won't give up this opportunity.

The other saint had no news for a long time, otherwise he could have taken advantage of Wen Xin's weakness to devour the two of them.

This damn secret method, why should two abilities devour together, why can't devour one by one?

Angry in his heart, Rong Ling waited for Hao'er to talk about Wenxin's situation.

"Master, she knew about Shangguan Baoyu, she was born prematurely, and I had no breath when I left." As soon as Hao'er's words fell, Rong Ling, who collapsed, stood up suddenly, with panic and fear on his face that Hao'er couldn't understand.

Damn, I was born prematurely, and I didn't even have breath.

Wen Xin can't die, her ability will disappear when she dies, and when the ability reappears, he doesn't know if it will be hundreds of years later, he has no time, he can't wait a few hundred years longer.

But he didn't even have his breath, how could he save it.

There was a secret method to save her, but he didn't know the whereabouts of the other saint, and he had to combine another ability to cast the secret method.

Thoughts instantly became a mess. "Take me to see how she's doing."

He didn't see Wen Xin, and he didn't know what the situation was at all when he heard Hao'er say it, but the situation was definitely not optimistic.

When Hao'er and Rong Ling came to the courtyard, Shangguan Ming had already adjusted his mood, he was not crying, he just stayed by Wen Xin's side and did not leave, and everyone's faces were very sad.

Seeing that Hao'er brought Rong Ling here, everyone was very puzzled.

As soon as Rong Ling entered the room, he glanced at the baby in Wen Po's arms, and secretly said that it was a pity.

The child did not inherit Wenxin's ability, otherwise he could not save Wenxin at all, after all, who would want to save his rival.

"What's going on?" Wei An regained some strength, and her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She looked at Hao'er and wondered.

Hao'er tried it herself on the road, and as soon as she came out of Rongfu, she couldn't speak again.

Just as he was about to explain to Wei An, Rong Ling, who walked into the room, spoke.

"She came to me and said she wanted me to save her master. That's why I'm here, and you won't be unwelcome. After saying that, he ignored the shocked or surprised expressions on everyone's faces, and walked into Wen Xin's room with his feet raised.

The smell of blood, the smell of blood was all over the house.

His gaze swept over Wen Xin, who was lying on the bed, and he was indeed out of breath. But...... There is also salvation.

"It's really out of gas, but I have a way, if I find that person, she can still be saved." He had to find that person, he didn't have time to wait a few hundred years longer.

The people outside the house widened their eyes when they heard this, and looked at Rong Ling with a ghost-like expression, their hearts were full of doubts, but they were eager to believe.

"What do you say, she can still save her heart."

Shangguan Ming has never admitted that Xin'er is dead, but he knows this fact in his heart. Now Rong Ling's words injected hope into his desperate heart, but it also made him worry and afraid.

Rong Ling had a serious expression on his face, and said to Shangguan Ming: "Of course, as long as she finds someone, she will be saved, and I won't lie to you." ”

Rong Ling's serious tone made all the people outside the house feel refreshed and full of hope.

Yes, this world is already magical, Wen Xin and Wei An are god-like existences, if Wen Xin can really come back from the dead, they won't find it too strange.

"Who are you looking for?"

This is the doubt in everyone's mind.

Rong Ling did not answer. He didn't know if these people knew Wen Xin's true origin, he went straight to Wen Xin's side, and the most important thing to do now was to ensure that her body was intact.

As soon as he grabbed Wen Xin's wrist, a look of ecstasy appeared on Rong Ling's face.

"Which of you is from the same world as Wen Xin." There was still aura in Wen Xin's body. He couldn't be mistaken, it turned out that another saint had been hiding here, no wonder he couldn't find it.

Faced with Rong Ling's question, Wei An only hesitated for a second before replying, "I am." ”

She doesn't care whether Rong Ling is the person of the god of flowers or not, even if the god of flowers is here now, she is not afraid. Now she just wants to save Wen Xin, and she doesn't care about anything else.

Rong Ling looked at Wei An, and suddenly it turned out that she was another saint.

It's a pity, if he had known earlier, he wouldn't have occupied Rong Ling's body, and his cultivation wouldn't have lost half of it.

But it's not too late to know now, when he heals Wen Xin and gains their trust, he has the ability to devour the two of them, and he can do it without knowing it, and the most important thing is that Shangguan Ming will not be his enemy.

The plan can never catch up with the change, and the most genuine smile appeared on Rong Ling's face.

"It's best to have you, her body has been transformed by your aura, and the success rate of casting the secret method has greatly increased, but your internal strength has been depleted, and you need to recover well, and we can use the secret method to save her tomorrow."

Rong Ling asked Dark One to bring a pen and paper, and wrote a lot of things to be used tomorrow on it.

Now no one dares to ask Rong Ling, how could he save Wen Xin when he is obviously the god of flowers, most people do not suspect that Wen Xin is already dead, is there a worse or worse result than this.

Rong Ling's confident appearance gave everyone great courage.

The child in Wen Po's arms cried, and then everyone was in the mood to care about him.

Everyone hid the matter of saving people from a few stable women, and Ying Er found a nurse again, sent someone to send a few stable women away, gave them a large sum of money, and let them leave to go to other places.

As soon as the hermits were on the road, a mysterious person came to inquire about Wenxin's situation.

couldn't stand the temptation of money, and a few stable women told the matter 1510.

When Wang Zhentian knew that Wen Xin was dead, Yang Tian laughed for a long time, and tears of excitement flowed out.

God opened his eyes, and he avenged his son.

He calculated that when Wen Xin was going to give birth, those refugees were deliberately designed by him to let them escape here, and the matter of Shangguan Baoyu was deliberately designed by him to let Wen Xin know.

In order to achieve his goal, he planned for a long time, starting from the time Wen Xin was not pregnant.

He spread rumors in the city not for * Shangguan Ming and them to return to Beijing, he had already guessed that Wen Xin was pregnant and they would definitely not choose to go back to the capital.

His purpose was to get them to leave Chunyang City, and only after leaving Chunyang City would those villagers who knew that Shangguan Baoyu was dead have the opportunity to see Wen Xin, and they would tell Wen Xin about Shangguan Baoyu's death.

He was planning from beginning to end, and today happened to coincide with someone who had a seizure, and if no one was sick, he would have deliberately injured someone.

There was no figure of him from beginning to end of this matter, no matter how Shangguan Ming investigated, the result would be two words, coincidence.

Wang Zhentian was in a good mood and let his subordinates bring good wine and food, he avenged his son's blood feud today, and he could finally sleep peacefully, but he wouldn't just forget it.

Wen Xin killed his only son, and he couldn't let her have a bloodline in this world, and that Wei'an, I don't know if his son's affairs have anything to do with her, he won't let anyone go. (To be continued.) )