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In the courtyard, Qinghua, the old man Yin, Yang Ming, and Sixin are all here.

All four of them have been hit by inaction, have no consciousness, and have no combat effectiveness.

Seeing this scene, the corners of Rong Xian's mouth raised slightly, and her face was thoughtful.

The first time I used Wuwei, seeing the performance of these monks, the medicinal effect of Wuwei was okay.

However, she didn't quite understand how those gray-robed people had escaped the effects of Wuwei's medicine.

Rong Xian rubbed the beads on her wrist, her eyes were dark and unpredictable, it seemed that she still needed to find someone to try the medicine again.

Rong Xian lowered her head and glanced at the old man lying on the ground, the old man was covered in injuries and fainted to the ground without any consciousness, the wound on his body exuded a familiar sword aura, which belonged to the head of Qinghua.

Look at her master again, neatly dressed, except for a slightly messy hair, there is no damage.

It seemed that her master was superior, she raised her eyebrows, a hint of interest flashed in her eyes, and she walked in.

Sixin fell beside Yang Ming, the sword in his hand still in his hand.

Yang Ming and Qinghua both sat cross-legged on the ground, their eyes closed as if they had fallen asleep, but the sword qi around them was agitated, and they seemed to instinctively defend against all enemies.

She didn't hesitate for a moment, and she didn't see the slightest eagerness, so she came to the old man calmly.

Rong Xian looked at the old man carefully, then stretched out her right hand, and an obscure and mysterious power emanated from her palm.

Her hand slid slowly through the air, and the energy ran down the old man's head to his feet, as if checking something.

"Nothing, but cautious. Rong Xianfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and she decisively withdrew her hand, and that energy disappeared in an instant.

There are no signs on this body, and the clothes are also ordinary materials, and there is no abnormality in every inch of tendons, veins, blood, and skin.

In other words, she couldn't find anything from this body.

Rong Xian lowered her eyes and looked at the old man, her phoenix eyes were too clean, too clean, and there seemed to be a bottomless whirlpool under the calm eye waves, so that the person looking at him could break in it if he was not careful.

She squatted down and stretched out her index finger against the center of the old man's eyebrows, the whirlpool in her eyes gradually expanded, and the old man's memories were like flipping through a book without any taboos.

Those useless memories were directly skimmed, but when they arrived at important places, the scenes were like villages in the mist at this time, and the shadows were not real.

"Ban?!" Rong Xian raised her eyebrows, and after carefully examining the prohibition without being salty, she withdrew her hand directly.

If she forcibly reads the old man's memory, of course, it's hard to say if she can find something, but this person will definitely be devastated, and when the master wakes up, it's not easy to explain, after all, she has always been the master's most well-behaved little apprentice.

Master has always been very good to her, she is also Master's intimate little cotton puppet, she has a conscience, and she has no intention of becoming a black-hearted little padded jacket for the time being.

She muttered in a low voice, "It's your fate." ”

Rong Xian threw down the old man and got up and came to Qinghua and Yang Ming's side, the sword qi around the two of them did not have any hostility towards Rong Xian, and they were even afraid of hurting her and carefully made way for her.

Rong Xian smiled happily in a low voice, and the mirror-like gentleness around her body was even more heartwarming, as if the bright moon was breeze, and the moon was in her arms.

She picked up the purse on her waist and shook it in front of Tsinghua and Yangming, her movements were gentle and did not contain half of the fireworks.

Seeing Qinghua's eyes move, Rong Xian casually tied the purse, brewed an expression, and called with an uneasy expression: "Master, are you awake?"

Qinghua, who opened his eyes, saw the little apprentice looking like he had done something bad for the first time, and his expression was quite complicated.

Seeing that Qinghua didn't speak, Rong Xian lowered her head as if she was nervous and didn't dare to make a sound, lest the master lose her temper because she was poured by her own medicine.

Qinghua, who understood the apprentice's thoughts, suddenly felt powerless, although it was a little embarrassing to be knocked down by the apprentice, but his temper was good, and he had never been angry in front of the apprentice for so many years.

"I'm fine. Seeing the appearance of the little apprentice Ai Ai, Qinghua paused, and added: "I don't blame you for being a teacher, you have done a good job." If it weren't for you, your brother would have been severely injured by that man. ”

Senior Brother Yangming, who had just opened his eyes and was about to greet the little junior sister with a look of surprise and surprise: "......" was in an extremely complicated mood, and wanted to say something, I was afraid that I would dismantle the master's platform, so let's not say it, and I was worried that the little junior sister would underestimate herself.

But in fact, it was the master who was talking nonsense with his eyes open, and before he was turned over by the little junior sister, he and the master beat that person up, and it was a bit unkind for the master to use him as a foil when he comforted the little junior sister.

But feeling the master's sweeping eye knife, Yang Ming said to Rong Xian with a serious face: "Little junior sister, after eight years of separation, I didn't expect that my little junior sister's medical skills were so superb when we met again. ”

When the words fell, before Rong Xian could make an expression, Yang Ming and Qinghua felt an inexplicable pain in their hearts.

First, I was unconsciously administered by the little apprentice/little sister, and it was a bit embarrassing.

The second is that just now Yang Ming consciously stepped on the thunder and praised the little sister's medical skills, and made up for himself, and even the master was poked by him.

My knee hurts, it's useless.

Yang Ming coughed dryly, and said to Rong Xian in disguise: "Little junior sister, why hasn't Sixin woken up yet?"

Rong Xian thoughtfully didn't pick up the topic just now, and said a little embarrassedly: "I was worried about the master and the senior brother just now, and I didn't care about the second senior sister. ”

After all, Sixin's sense of existence is too low, and she has no place in her heart.

Rong Xian flipped her hand, took out a pill and handed it to Yang Ming like a trick, and said with a serious expression: "This is the antidote, she will wake up after giving it to the second senior sister." ”

Yang Ming took the pill and looked at it curiously, as if he couldn't see anything except for the roundness.

He stuffed the pill into Sixin's mouth and asked casually, "Little junior sister, what kind of medicine are you ordering, the effect is very powerful." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ming couldn't help but think that if the effect of the medicine was not strong, how could it be possible to turn over all the monks of so many monks, and even himself and the master were not spared.

Thinking of this, Yang Ming felt that he had stepped on the pit again, and he coughed again.

Rong Xian didn't seem to think of the deep meaning of his words, and said with a smile: "It's Wuwei, its effect is slightly stronger than not being surprised." ”

If someone is alive with a poison avoidance bead to cultivate the poisonous path, there is no way to be surprised, but inaction can play a role.

Yang Ming: Is that stronger? That's too much stronger, okay?

As if he was afraid that he would step on the pit again, Yang Ming replied distractedly: "I can rest assured that my little junior sister has the means to protect herself." ”

Qinghua snorted lightly and stood up, glanced at the big apprentice condescendingly, and walked directly towards the old man.

Yang Ming looked dazed, the master looked at him with disgust just now, right? But he didn't seem to have done anything wrong, could it be that the master disliked him for not being able to speak and always poked his sore feet?

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