Yun Youfeng didn't hide Lou Sanniang, but wanted her to persuade Rong Xian to stay first: "Just now I heard with Rong Xian that there was a plague in Qingtian Town, Dongzhou, and Rong Xian was in a hurry to rush over at this time. Sanniang, you help me persuade her, she hasn't had a good rest since she came to Broken Leaf City, and now she has to travel a long distance again, what if she is exhausted before she arrives in Qingtian Town?"

Lou Sanniang glanced at him: "Although Rong Xian is kind, once you make a decision, no one can change it, you shouldn't persuade her to stay now, but think about how to make it easier for her to go to Qingtian Town." ”

Yun Youfeng suddenly went to hire a carriage, Rong Xian and Lou Sanniang walked side by side towards the outside of the city.

"Lord, do you know this news......" Lou Sanniang asked suspiciously.

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Rong Xian, who turned around and looked at Yun Youfeng, who came with the carriage and coachman, and said pretendedly: "Sanniang, for the healer, beware of mercy, my long-standing wish is to save the suffering of all souls." So whether this news is true or not, I'll have to make a trip. ”

"What if you run for nothing?" Lou Sanniang asked cooperatively.

"It doesn't matter. Rong Xian laughed softly, her smile was like a warm winter sun, which made people feel warm, and like a mellow wine across her throat, making people feel drunk.

"If this matter is false, wouldn't it be great if the people in Qingtian Town are okay for me?" She looked at Lou Sanniang, her clear phoenix eyes seemed to be sprinkled with moonlight: "But if this matter is true, the people of Qingtian Town are hovering on the verge of life and death, and it is extremely important for me to go on this trip." ”

Lou Sanniang knew that her own lord was ready to risk his life to set up a trap for the city lord of Qingbo.

Yun Youfeng, who had just rushed over, didn't know the inside story, and was suddenly moved by these words and cried like a dog in his heart, he said that the wind is the rain and said: "Rong Xian, I'll go with you." ”

The smile on Rong Xian's face suddenly felt a little helpless, and before she could speak, Lou Sanniang slapped Yun Youfeng on the back of the head: "What are you going to do, lonely men and widows don't know how to avoid it." "I've broken the great things of the lord, and I have skinned you.

This reason is very powerful, and suddenly Yun Youfeng can't say half a word of rebuttal.

For a while, the atmosphere between the three of them was a little dull, and Rong Xian smiled freely: "Okay, I'm just going to treat a disease, and you guys will treat me as a distant doctor." ”

"It's easy to say, Sunny Town is far away from here. Lou Sanniang pinched the handkerchief and cried.

Yun Youfeng was also a little sad, but for the sake of being so manly, he said with a straight face: "Okay Sanniang, don't cry, there is a banquet in the world, and when Rong Xian is done, we will see you again." ”

Seeing his ugly face, Rong Xian chuckled and said, "You Feng, in the past eight years, I have been to a lot of places. ”

She said with nostalgia and sigh: "The vast Central Plains is lively and prosperous, the winds and waves on the seaside are shocking, the glaciers and snowfields in the far north are pale and solemn, and the sand and dust swept up by the wind are ......quiet in the slaughter."

Looking back, she said seriously, "Since I saved you eight years ago, I have found that you don't seem to have any goals. In that case, then go around and take a look, and then you will find that this world is wonderful and human beings are small. ”

Yun Youfeng tasted it, and said with sparkling eyes: "I will." ”

What Rong Xian said was so attractive that he couldn't wait to travel abroad.

He said to the coachman, "Take care of Dr. Rong." ”

The coachman lowered his hat and changed his voice slightly, lest he be recognized by Yun Youfeng.

Damn, didn't Qingji say that this person was dead? It turned out that the big one appeared again, and now I just hope that this person won't spoil his business.

The coachman tried his best to lower his head and nodded, "Don't worry, the little one will not make Dr. Rong thirsty and hungry." ”

The three of them said goodbye, and Rong Xian got into the carriage and headed in the direction of Qingtian Town.

After leaving the city gate, the carriage suddenly stopped in a deserted suburb, and the coachman who was driving seriously had heavy eyelids and fainted.

Inside the carriage, Rong Xian flipped through the book and asked casually, "Has the situation in Qingtian Town been clarified?"

Outside the carriage, Qu Lang, who suddenly appeared, replied respectfully: "It has been verified, this matter is indeed false, and the news was released by Ziwei City." ”

He glanced at the sleeping coachman and continued, "The coachman is also from Ziwei City. ”

Rong Xian changed her comfortable posture and leaned on, her eyes didn't take her eyes off the medical book for half a minute, she didn't seem to care at all, and casually ordered: "You don't have to worry about this matter, arrange good people for the City Lord's Mansion, it is best to arrange it in, if you can't arrange it, you will find a way to buy it, and if you can't buy it, you will replace it, in short, there must be your own people in the Ziwei City Lord's Mansion." ”

"Yes, my subordinates understand. Qu Lang hurriedly responded.

He waited for a moment, and after knowing that Rong Xian had no other instructions, he reached out and grabbed it, and the black mist in the coachman's body came out and dissipated, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

After a while, the coachman woke up, his face changed slightly, and he quickly reached out and lifted the curtain.

Rong Xian raised her eyelids and said lightly: "Let's leave when you have enough rest, the people in Qingtian Town can't wait long." ”

The coachman hurriedly squeezed out a smile on his face: "Yes, yes." ”

He lowered the curtain, the smile on the baby's face disappeared completely, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't find the reason why he suddenly took a nap for a long time, so he could only drive the carriage to continue to drive forward.

In the rough sea, a flat boat is fast towards the center of the waves.

Suddenly, the boat stopped. The two figures in the boat turned into streamers and rushed towards the holy mountain suspended in the void.

In the Haotian Immortal Sect, Shen Jiuliu was cultivating on the edge of the cliff.

He practiced swordsmanship, and his sword intent was as ruthless as a king and as cold as an immortal.

The sword aura was pervasive, and it seemed that even this spring-like mountain cliff was wearing his sword intent as cold as frost and snow.

His white robe was not embroidered with the same lotus flowers as Shen Xi, but a bunch of cedar flowers.

Since waking up thirteen years ago, he has lost all his memory, and the only thing he has is the purse around his neck.

The cedar trees on the purse were dazzling red, like blood.

In the dream, it seems that there is a person who has been protecting him, for him does not know life and death, her blood is hot and his heart hurts, but he doesn't remember that person.

In the middle of his body, his sword pierced through the water droplets, his eyebrows were cold and indifferent, and a touch of cinnabar between his eyebrows added a bit of nobility, which made people subconsciously awe.

Suddenly, the sword in Shen Jiuliu's hand turned against common sense, and the sword qi seemed to be spilling from the sky, just like him, with a fairy aura in the cold, not like all in the world.

Then, the sword qi was blocked!

Shen Jiuliu's expression did not change for half a minute, one move opened and closed, the sword light was clear and clear, and there was an amazing killing intent hidden in the beauty.

Until the person in the dark was unable to resist, he was stabbed by the sword qi and showed his figure.

Pointing at the uninvited guest, Shen Jiuliu's tone did not rise or fall in the slightest: "Who are you who dare to break into the holy mountain?"