Rong Rong, who heard the news, saw that his scalp was numb.

He wanted to intercede softly for the wind.

I am even more afraid that Rong Hui will be angry with himself and abolish his cultivation.

Rong Rong could only watch the tragedy quietly and powerlessly.

Master has changed, completely changed.

For some reason, he felt that the amazing and beautiful woman who appeared just now was his master.

And Rong Hui is becoming more and more like the devil who snatched away his master.

Rong Rong took out the token hanging around his neck, thought about it, and hurriedly stuffed it back in.

After Rong Hui left, Rong Rongfang appeared.

He picked up Feng Qing, who was holding the token that Rong Hui had left behind, and wanted to pocket the token so that he would have more chances to meet the mysterious woman.

But he thought about it.

The woman in the token is the last guarantee for the little junior sister.

If his own selfishness puts the little sister in prison, he will regret and blame himself even more.

The first priority is to find a safe place to hide.

The news that Feng gently killed the Immortal Yin Sect's Yunhe Elder had spread, and they would face a brutal hunt.

——

The infant monk can be reborn.

Rong Hui didn't give Yunhe a chance to escape, she simply destroyed his soul neatly, so as to pick up a leapfrog pill.

The Leapfrog Dan, as the name suggests, allows monks to easily cross a bottleneck.

The Leapfrog Pill is infinitely useful, with only one drawback, which is useless for monks above the Yuan Infant Stage.

This pill is priceless, and it is made for the Blossom Valley, a holy land for medical cultivation, and there are only three in a year.

Rong Hui pinched the leapfrog Dan thoughtfully, "When do you want to hide, come out." ”

At the end of the woods, the thin blue clothes of the body gradually appeared.

Yun He stepped on heavy steps and knelt on his knees, "The disciple has seen the master. ”

"You and I are no longer masters and apprentices, so there is no need to make this great gift. Rong Hui thought for a while, and flicked the Leapfrog Pill into Yun He's arms, "I never owe favors, this thing is your reward for secretly protecting each other." ”

If there is no tragic memory of the clone, Rong Hui can hardly guarantee that he will not be soft-hearted and forgive him.

Today's many are all due to cloud harmony.

Unforgivable!

A crack appeared on Yun He's cold face, and he collected the sadness in his eyes and said in a low voice, "The disciple deserves it. ”

He is now at the peak of the Golden Pill Stage, and if he takes this Leapfrog Pill, he will be able to enter the door of a high-level cultivator.

When others meet others, they have to call out the clouds and the true king, which is the supreme glory.

Yun He knew that he and his master were cultivating the Ruthless Killing Sword.

Tell the truth.

Relying on pills to promote birth always lacks a layer of comprehension, and the bottleneck will be even worse in the future, and it is extremely difficult to break through.

Rong Hui said angrily: "If you like to use it, you don't need it." ”

Yun He held the pill in both hands and was silent.

Rong Hui saw his stubborn appearance, and the past came to mind.

This apprentice of hers is determined and has a strong Taoist heart, and she is really a rare talent for ascension.

Pity.

Rong Hui cherishes talents.

But the rebels who dissect their own Jindan, get out of the way!

Rong Hui sat on the dead tree, "Why do you push the wind gently?"

Yun He's cold face raised, and he said seriously: "The wind gently fell into the master again and again in an unrighteous place, disloyal, unfilial, unkind, and unjust, and the disciple should clean the door for the master." ”

After following Rong Hui these days, Yun He really saw the true appearance of the wind gently.

Yun He, who was trapped by love, also reaped the consequences.

is as enthusiastic as the wind, and does not hesitate to betray the master, and there are very few people who frame the master.

Yunhe has always respected Rong Hui, and he felt guilty about her after the incident of dissecting Dan, so he spontaneously substituted herself in her situation, and the more he felt that these rebels were not human.

"Alright. Rong Hui was silent for a while, "Don't follow me, Yunhe, let's go." ”

This is the only rebel she calls herself master, and she doesn't dislike it.

Yun and thin lips pursed into a line, he carefully controlled the distance, and followed Rong Hui step by step.

——

Elder Yunhe of the Immortal Yin Sect was gently plotted by the Sword Spirit Sect's rebel wind, and the news of his death exploded in Wanliu City.

The wind gently deviated from the scriptures, and the sword snatched the love of his master first.

After the murder of the elder of the Xianyin Sect, he followed.

For a while, everyone shouted and beaten.

The Xianyin Sect lost a Yuan Infant power, and the Sect Master was furious and issued a Sect Master Order.

Where the power of the Xianyin Sect is within reach, it is not to mention killing.

When she heard this, Rong Hui was feeding the cat cubs sent by Wang Shi, and Xuanji, who was sitting opposite her, held the frost flower and said, "Fifth Senior Sister, I heard that the Xianyin Sect Bian Xu Jindan was destroyed, and the muscles and bones were broken, did you do it?"

Rong Hui jaw head.

Xuanji was indignant and said: "Good fight, kill this turtle grandson!"

"But senior sister, you don't have to bear all the blame. Xuanji shrugged and said: "It's not that my sister doesn't believe you, building the foundation and cultivating the Jindan Zhenren has been abolished, who can believe this?"

Xuanji comforted Rong Hui, who "didn't choose words in order to vent his anger", "Let's just talk about this in private, and it will make people laugh when it is spread." ”

The senior sister hated Bian Xu, hated it to the core, and began to talk nonsense.

Rong Hui said: "I'm serious. ”

Xuanji said distressedly: "Senior sister, I'm also serious!"

It's pathetic.

Love is really not a good thing!

Xuanji didn't believe it, and Rong Hui was helpless, she counted out the other medicinal materials that reshaped the golden pill and found that she didn't have a suitable magic weapon for gathering spirits.

The reshaping of Jindan is like forging rebirth, and there must be a measure of the immortal spirit to wash the Jindan, wash the dirt on it, and condense the Yuan Infant before it can be foolproof.

"Where is the spiritual gathering magic weapon Qianyuan umbrella, which can condense the aura within a radius of a hundred miles. ”

Xuanji was first overjoyed, and then said in a dull voice: "But Senior Brother lent it to Shen Wan'er, the Holy Maiden of the Xianyin Sect some time ago.

The senior brother said to borrow it for three months, but Shen Wan'er stayed in the Sword Spirit Sect for three months and three months, and he has never left.

Shen Wan'er and the senior brother in charge are not clearly involved, and it is difficult for me and the third senior brother to be in a dilemma.

Senior sister is the most caring person of the senior brother in charge, if you go to ask for a Qianyuan umbrella, the senior brother will not give it. ”

The senior brother in charge gave Rong Hui the only spiritual vein of the Sword Spirit Sect, what is a mere Qianyuan umbrella.

"Shen Wan'er?" Rong Hui carefully recalled the memories of the clone, and suddenly realized: "The one who bewildered my sword spirit and made him treacherous?"

Shen Guan'er is the holy daughter of the Xianyin Sect and the first beauty in Middle-earth.

She wore a hood all the time, and no one had ever seen her form.

Therefore, everyone doesn't know whether she is a peerless enchantress with all kinds of charms, or a beautiful woman with a gorgeous temperament.

The Xianyin Sect has been passed down from generation to generation, and the world has defaulted to Shen Wan'er as the first beauty.

"That's her. Xuanji said with disgust: "She is the person I have ever seen, except for you, the senior sister who has been reborn from the tribulation."

If you hadn't stopped it at the beginning, the sword spirit would have already disappeared, how could it be possible to show off your might in the Sword Spirit Sect!"

Speaking of the sword spirit, a layer of coldness appeared on Xuanji's delicate and lovely face, and the murderous aura was surging in her black and white eyes.

The fingertips that hung on the table shone with silvery frost, and the cold air went down the tabletop, turning the entire room into ice and snow in the blink of an eye.

Since the establishment of the Sword Spirit Sect, there has never been a rebellion against the Sword Spirit.

Rong Hui's sword spirit acted flamboyantly and touched Xuanji's scales.

As an elder of the Sword Spirit Sect, Xuanji hated the traitor deeply, and he couldn't wait to get rid of him as soon as possible, and even more injustice.

Rong Hui's mind had all kinds of memories of the clone and the sword spirit parting ways, and when the last memory disappeared, she was so angry that she was furious.