"It's a strange thing."

Yan'an City does not belong to Changle, nor does it exclude Xianmen from coming and going. Such an ordinary castle is the treasure of the Kuroki Temple.

"Is it strange that this city lord is on this?"

"It should be."

Rong Qingliu silently replied to this sentence. Cang Jinyu touched his chin with his hand and slowly turned his head to look at her inch by inch.

My eyes widened suddenly, how dare I talk to the master like this.

He stood in front of Rong Qingliu, she sat on her own, and she had to look up at herself. The eyes are very dark.

"Teach."

"Ugh."

"I was wrong." Cang Jinyu immediately knelt down.

“……”

Rong Qingliu looked at him, holding his head a little annoyed.

It's still comfortable, no big or small, both respectful and presumptuous.

"Get out!"

Cang Jinyu nodded and bent down and trotted.

He was scared for a while, although Rong Qingliu hadn't come back to his senses yet. But he was rude, and he was evacuated a lot outside.

And Rong Zhangjiao is a master who is not easy to get along with, and he almost sank Wang Erxiao earlier, and later there were some rumors that she had already killed Yu Wuliang's first disciple like this.

It's horrible.

Rong Qingliu, who was sitting on the windowsill in a daze, didn't care about his loss of honor at all, but looked at the tender green, fresh and slender flower branches in front of the courtyard. Slightly distracted.

His brow furrowed.

Sure enough, there was no Shu Yilang, and she was not happy anywhere.

If he were here now, he would give her ideas, and no matter how bad he was, he would find a fun time to distract her. But he didn't come with him, and he had some quarrels before leaving, and if he recruited him again now, he would definitely be ridiculed.

But she couldn't leave, and she had to stare at Wang Erxiao.

And so on.

She sighed and stroked her hair.

"I'm going to lose all my hair."

Rong Qingliu simply put his hand into his hair and rubbed it for a while.

"Ahhhh Witch Delirium! What the hell are you going to do! Annoy me! ”

In another courtyard, the trees are green and shady, and the flowers are red and delicate. The eaves are high and upturned, and the sky is high and the clouds are sparse.

Standing under the porch, the corners of his mouth rose when he heard the words, and he turned his head, and his white forehead fell into shadows, and even his warm eyebrows and eyes were stained with some smiles.

"What do you ask me?"

Shu Yilang knelt on the side, his previously peaceful face stiff and pale.

"Why did you want Rong Qingliu to go to Yan'an?"

"It's not my arrangement."

Delusional chuckled, very pleasant. The eyes reflect the shadows of the trees, the mountains and stones, and the smile is only a shallow layer.

"She's a person. Hesitant and jealous, she remembers her previous mistakes and remembers her hatred. But she hates her own incompetence even more, but she accommodates others. ”

He commented lightly, slowly reprimanding, but cheerful.

Shu Yilang was a little unsupportable, he reached out to hold the wooden railing, and his fingers pressed against the exquisite pattern of the railing. It was slowly smooth and smooth, but it seemed to be pricked.

"There are also some goodness, and they are also from a regular family, although the clan is gone, what should be taught is still taught. Now I feel a little guilty, and I go as soon as I hear that there is danger. ”

"Xianjun! She...... Know wrong! She didn't mean to, she just hated everyone related to the Protoss, Senior Sister Wang, she ......"

Speaking of this, Shu Yi was dumbfounded. If it's true...... It is even more impossible for the person in front of him to let go of Rong Qingliu.

"yes, it's very similar, it's very similar."

He smiled, his face was very delicate and gentle, but his temperament was the opposite. is very unruly, but he has a good background and has to be bound by the rules, so that everyone thinks he has a soft temperament. And he is used to treating people like this, but his nature is what he is.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been dispersed and cultivated.

"They all said I was going to save her."

He suddenly came to this sentence, and Shu Yilang didn't understand it. He is only afraid that Xianjun is deliberately letting Wang Erxiao go to death to send Rong Qingliu to death, and she is guilty in this matter.

"But who knows."

The white face slowly became sad, and he took his fingers to touch the flower branches in the distance, and drew in the air.

"I killed her."

Shu Yilang lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the pleading.

Others don't know, but he is the disciple of the master, and Xianjun is the uncle of the master, but the two of them ......

Shu Yilang pursed his lips.

The two have never been on good terms.

Some people used to say that it was because the head of the sect should have been held by Xianjun, but his senior brother passed it on to his little apprentice. and took away all the rights of the Immortal Monarch, making him a shadow in the door as if he was imprisoned.

exists but ignores.

"Immortal Monarch."

He touched the ground with his head.

But that's not the case, Xianjun really doesn't care. He didn't play in the battle with the gods but lost his cultivation, and only had a title left, but he always had great merit.

That is.

He caused the puppet god to fall, the god of the moon.

……

"I'm hurting Yuan Zaimeng."

Rong Qingliu sat on the edge of the couch, his clothes were sticky with flower branches and dew, and his hair was a little messy. But the eyes are bright, with some calmness in the face.

However......

She looked at Wang Erxiao, who was still sick, and the pale-faced Wang Erxiao heard this, and even her lips turned white.

It's miserable! She even slaughtered the disciple of Yu Immeasurable, and now this is to warn her to kill herself?

She shrunk into the covers, shivering.

A hand patted her quilt to soothe her.

"Don't be afraid. I won't kill you. ”

Do you really want me to kill myself?

Rong Qingliu ignored her reaction, she was so annoying, it was really not good to talk without anyone, and this was the only thing to think about.

She came in through the window, just to scare Wang Erxiao, who was about to get up to go to the toilet.

"Coach ......"

"I have a grudge against her."

Rong Qingliu ignored her and said to herself, her eyes were a little confused.

"Yu Wuliang and I are both from Yin Chi, but Yin Chi was destroyed by the Yuan clan's blade."

Wang Erxiao slowly sat up straight.

The Yuan clan is rumored to be good at making weapons. And it is made especially for the gods, and it is the servant of the gods. And it is extremely perverted, and he once threw a sword furnace with a living person to control the divine soldiers.

Yin Chi was indeed destroyed by the gods, as if it had been burned. By......

Wang Erxiao's eyes widened.

was shot with a moon arrow by Rongyue, who had just become a god of killing, and the first arrow sent out was burned clean.

"That's right! You look alike! ”

Rong Qingliu grabbed her shoulders and held her down, making Wang Erxiao scream in fright.

"I said I won't kill you!"

Her eyes were red, and Wang Erxiao slapped her. You're pinching my neck!

Rong Qingliu came back to his senses and quickly relaxed, and Wang Erxiao climbed farther away for the rest of his life.

"Mediocrity! That scares you! ”

Rong Qingliu was extremely angry, and he was even more angry when he saw Wang Erxiao crawling into the quilt.

How can this man be compared to a goddess! What a shame!

But this seems to be a loss for the goddess. No matter! When you look at it, you get angry.

Wang Erxiao is about to cry, what kind of sin has she created. When she woke up, the attempted murderer sat in front of her bed in the open, pinching her neck and scolding her for being useless. Looking at it, I'm even more angry than her, what kind of world is this!

"Rong Zhangjiao?"

Yan Yunluo pushed open the door, looked at the person who suddenly appeared, and then saw Wang Erxiao shrinking with tears in his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"Yan Yunluo ......," Wang Erxiao called out aggrievedly.