"You hold this thing, there is a lot of space in it, you can put a lot of things, and the medicine I just took out to show you is also in it."

She carefully explained the purpose of the Qiankun bag.

Rong Jian looked at her round little face and slightly familiar facial features, and her eyebrows frowned shallowly.

He raised his hand to take the Qiankun bag in Fuyue's hand, tried it under her gaze, and successfully took out the medicine bottle from it.

Fuyue patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "The child can be taught." ”

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......" Rong Jian was amused by her and coughed again.

Looking at his face flushed with coughing, Fuyue took the medicine bottle in his hand, took one out of it and handed it to him.

Rong Jian took it and ate the pill without hesitation, and then drank a cup of water handed over by Fuyue.

The water is lukewarm, but after drinking.

The entire internal organs, which were in pain from coughing, seemed to have been repaired.

Ask Nuan Nuan, but it was not as uncomfortable as Fang Cai, and he panicked.

He couldn't help but raise his eyes and glance at Fuyue again, and asked her, "What kind of potion is it this time?" ”

Fuyue didn't hide it, hooked her lips and said: "This water is spiritual water, which can be rafted and washed the marrow." But you're too weak to use a little bit. ”

The physique of a cultivator is strong, and he can drink spiritual water as plain water.

However, ordinary people who are weak and have no spiritual power to possess their bodies are at risk of exploding and dying if they drink too much.

Rong Jian nodded clearly, and after using the medicine, he picked up the portrait in front of him and looked at Fuyue.

"Do you recognize the woman in this painting?"

Fuyue's face stiffened a little, and it took a long time before nodding and shaking her head, her expression very strange.

Rong Jian didn't say anything, quietly waiting for her answer.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Fuyue to sigh lightly and said, "Don't hide it, this person is my sister, do you believe it?" ”

Rong Jian lowered her eyes and looked at her as she continued.

"She's missing, and my family has been looking for her." Her expression was depressed, and she didn't look like a fake at all, so that people couldn't find the slightest mistake.

Fuyue wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at Rong Jian and asked, "Are you also one of my sister's admirers?" ”

She looked at him blankly, and Rong Jian was suddenly uncomfortable with her.

frowned and cleared up the relationship: "I painted this painting, but I haven't seen your sister." ”

Even Fuyue was shocked at this time.

"Are you sure you haven't seen my sister?"

This portrait is exactly like herself, if you can only see it, how can you draw it?

She couldn't even believe Fuyue herself.

Rong Jian's expression was cold and indifferent, and in the face of Fuyue's questioning, there was no change in the expression on his face.

"I don't have to lie, I did draw it casually."

Floating Moon: .........

She raised her eyes to look at Rong Jian beside her, and suddenly her expression became strange.

Could it be that this guy is the target of his own strategy?

Thinking about the aura of familiarity and reassurance emanating from his body when she was around him, the thoughts in her heart became even stronger.

Originally, he was only saved because he saved her life and didn't owe him favors, but now it seems that he is really the target of her strategy.

Then he can't die.

She should have saved him even more.

The mood changed a few breaths at once, and when Fuyue looked at Rong Jian again, her gaze became softer.

As for Rong Jian, she looked at her like this, and her eyebrows twisted.

The thin lips opened lightly, and said: "I don't mean anything else to your sister, if you feel that you have violated your sister, you can put away this painting." ”