For more than 20 years, Bai Changyue has heard countless sighs and denials, this is the first time she has heard Nengzhi's words, and she only now finds that this sentence is so beautiful, more beautiful than the sound of the spring breeze blowing through the leaves, and more pleasant than the sound of the stream flowing by.

She was so excited that she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Yan Fei understood her mood very well, but she also knew that great joy and sorrow were easy to hurt, so she said with a smile: "Congratulations to Changyue, if you are stubbornly ill, you will definitely come to my Rouge City as a guest, and I will definitely sweep the couch to greet you then." ”

Bai Changyue wiped away her tears and sat up straight, as if the momentary gaffe just now did not exist, her face was dyed with two smiles, and the pear vortex looming on her cheeks was very cute: "Okay." ”

Seeing that her mood improved, Rong Xian stood up and found a pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the room.

The names of medicinal herbs are written all over the paper, and there is always a shallow smile on her lips, and the whole person is like a good ink painting, which is pleasing to the eye.

Putting down the pen, Rong Xian brushed her sleeves across the paper, the ink was dried instantly, she handed the paper to Bai Changyue, and said solemnly: "This is the medicinal material you need to cure you, if the medicinal materials are collected, I will refine the Reverse Life Pill for you." Your body has decayed, and although the Reverse Life Pill does not have the effect of reviving the dead, it can turn the dead qi in your body into vitality and rejuvenate it. ”

After a pause, she said in a slightly heavy tone: "But your cultivation will dissipate when you regain your health, of course you can recultivate, and this will not affect your qualifications." ”

There was a faint apology in her clear eyes: "Although I am only a mortal, I also know that the cultivation of a monk is the most important. But I can't keep your cultivation, I'm sorry. ”

Bai Changyue held the paper in both hands as if holding his own life, heavy and cherished.

Hearing Rong Xian's words, she folded the paper, put it into her arms, and said with a serious face: "Doctor Rong, you don't have to feel guilty, I'm grateful that it's too late for you, you saved my life, I thought it would be enough as long as I could live, but I didn't expect to be able to have cultivation again, thank you, Doctor Rong." ”

Rong Xian's eyebrows relaxed, and she said with a sigh of relief: "Then I can rest assured." ”

With such a posture, she couldn't see at all that she was planning to disappear and leave Bai Changyue to fend for herself.

Rong Xian took out a porcelain vase and handed it to Yan Fei, saying, "Although the internal injuries of the Yan City Lord are not serious, there are many hidden injuries in the body. This healing pill was given to the city lord, which could help the city lord of Yan recover from his injuries. ”

Yan Fei didn't refuse, and put it away without saying a word.

Joke, Rong Xian is the number one doctor in the world, she must be a good thing to send out to get medicine, and she is not a long-term disdain, of course she has to put it away.

"Thank you, Dr. Yung. Yan Fei's tone was clean and neat, just like her.

Rong Xian raised her lips and smiled, after solving the two people, she calculated the time and said, "There are still two hours before the sky is bright, and the white girl and the Yan City Lord are unwell, so they should go back to rest early." The master of the small courtyard on the left is using it, and the room in the small courtyard on the right has everything, which is also clean, and the two of you can go there to rest temporarily. ”

Bai Changyue and Yan Fei understood, and after thanking Rong Xian, they left the small courtyard and walked next door.

Rong Xian sent the two out of the small courtyard, looking at the back of the two of them leaving together, she smiled indifferently, and looked at the past with compassion and peace, like a warm piece of beautiful jade, filled with wisps of fairy energy, in the mist, as if the divine descended on mortal dust.

Bai Changyue, who was facing her back, suddenly turned around to look at Rong Xian, just facing the clear and compassionate phoenix eyes, and the whole person was stunned.

"Bai Changyue?" Yan Fei saw her footsteps stop, subconsciously glanced back, and saw Rong Xian smiling gently at her, as warm as a spring breeze.

She sighed and said, "Let's go." ”

Bai Changyue nodded and followed her towards the courtyard, and there was a rare silence between the two.

After a while, it was Bai Changyue who spoke first, and she said with a complicated expression: "Originally, I saw Jun Cong fall in love with Rong Xian, and I thought that if I had the opportunity, it would be good to match them together, Jun Cong of the province has always been thinking about it." But now it seems that a character like Rong Xian is afraid that he will not like Jun Cong. ”

Yan Fei's hand shook in the mist, and her eyes were deep: "Rong Xian likes everyone, and no one likes it." Her heart is too big, and what she cares about is always the whole world, not just one person, and you're afraid that it will be difficult to fulfill her wishes. ”

Bai Changyue couldn't help but smile, and couldn't help sighing: "If one day Rong Xian will like someone, for that person, I can't help but behave like you and me, and I don't have today's bearing, I will inevitably have some regrets in my heart." ”

Yan Fei sneered, but her expression became lonely: "The word love is the most difficult to understand." ”

Just like you and me, we are both in love with Ling Juncong, but Ling Juncong is not the only one in love.

Every time I want to give up, I always can't help it.

Bai Changyue looked stunned and said, "Rong Xian is different from us. ”

Such a person does not belong to the mortal world at all, and it is difficult for anyone in the whole world to be worthy of her, no matter who it is, it will be painful to fall in love with such a person.

Because she doesn't belong to anyone, she deserves to be standing in the clouds.

In her eyes, all beings are equal, and there is no difference between God and man, between flowers and grass.

Why do you have to have an existence that haunts Rong Xian's soul and can't help herself, that existence will break Rong Xian's supreme justice, which should not be.

If Rong Xian began to have selfishness, her dukes were no longer there, and she was dyed with red dust for someone's camp, as long as she thought about it, she felt that it was an irreparable sadness.

Therefore, let Rong Xian always stand at the highest place and watch the world, so that no one will pull her down from the altar, not even Ling Jun.

Whether they want to or not, they all agree from the bottom of their hearts, so that Jun is never worthy of Rong Xian.

The smile on the corner of Yan Fei's mouth was stained with bitterness: "When you are young, you can't meet people who are too amazing, otherwise you won't be able to be peaceful in this life, and your life will become mediocre in the future." ”

After the two of them left one after another, Rong Xian's eyes looked into the distance abruptly, her eyebrows were stretched, and the corners of her eyebrows and tips were full of happiness.

It's the smell of blood!

This smell of blood comes from different people, different breaths, and although it is very light, it has been gradually deepening.

After tonight, the things that she didn't like would be gone forever.

The small thousand worlds that she took for granted as her own territory will also be clean, and there will be no more disgusting scum.

Rong Xian's eyes are still clear and clean, which is incompatible with the shocking tolerance before, and she is even more indifferent and condescending at this time.

Then she turned and walked towards the room, where the scorching flowers were ruined, and after dawn she would sink into darkness again.

So, just before dawn, settle everything.