Rong Xian glanced at Yun Youfeng deeply, and saw that his heart was beating in shock, and his expression stiffened, and then he turned his head.

"If you're curious, let's go check it out. Rong Xian's tone was as indifferent as Bai Shuidao.

It was completely inaudible from her tone that the people buried here were estranged from her relatives.

Qu Lang and Qu Qianqian glanced at each other, and Qu Qianqian said, "Dad, have you prepared the healing pill?"

Qu Lang: "...... Are you hurt?"

Qu Qianqian glared at her father with hatred, peeked at Rong Xian, and then replied to her father: "I'm worried that Yun Youfeng will find out the truth for a while, and I can't accept it, and I will be aroused by the demons in my heart, and my mind will be in turmoil." ”

Qu Lang: Even if he really wants his demons to enter his body and his mind is in turmoil, what does it have to do with the Healing Pill.

Who told this loser's daughter that the Healing Pill can cure the demons in her heart.

Qu Lang endured himself, so he didn't show a hideous expression.

They soon came to the tomb, which was very simple, the grave surrounded by moonlight grass was clean and there was nothing, and it was obvious that someone was cleaning it regularly, but it was very careful not to hurt the surrounding flowers and plants.

In front of the tomb, a stone tablet with Gengjin's sharp aura lingered around with a faint sword aura.

Although this sword qi is not heavy, people can't help but look at Rong Xian, this sword qi really feels like Rong Xian.

The clouds and breezes are light and can't see the slightest edges and corners, hiding their edges in the depths.

On this monument are neatly written several big characters: Rongmen Rong's tomb.

姇, Tongxuan, the meaning of the brilliance of jade.

And the person who is buried here, she has a proud son named Yu.

Yun Youfeng looked at this unfamiliar name, and the ghost envoy stepped forward, and asked in a trembling voice, "Who is this?"

Rong Xian glanced at him and said slowly: "It's an old man." ”

"......" Yun Youfeng's expression is wooden, and you will show me this when you take off your pants?!

Yun Youfeng didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or be lost, he vaguely felt that the people buried here were not as insignificant as Rong Xian said.

Rong Xian thought for a while and replied frankly: "This is my sister." ”

Yun Youfeng was choked, how could he never know that Rong Xian still had a sister.

Yun Youfeng asked curiously, "Why have you never heard of her?"

Rong Xian bent the corners of her mouth, and said gently and kindly: "I mentioned it, but none of you take it to heart." ”

She has mentioned Hanxi countless times, but there is a mallet that ignores her, and she can't be blamed for being too reserved.

Rong Xian thought squeezefully.

She took two steps forward and came to the tombstone.

The eyes are clean and gentle, the eyebrows are quiet, and the whole body is full of peaceful temperament, as if even the robe that is blown lightly by the breeze is dyed with a bit of medicinal fragrance.

"I listen to you, I've been trying to be a good doctor. Rong Xian suddenly said loudly.

Her voice was soft and soft, as if it was not a little heavy, but the gentle sorrow made several people lose their smiles.

You say, if you want me to live cleanly, then I will live openly and cleanly.

You got your wish, can you surprise me one day and reappear in front of me like Rong Jing.

Even if our relationship is broken, even if we don't know each other, as long as we live.

Rong Xian let out a long sigh, and subconsciously reached out to take out the forget-worry wine from her arms, but she felt empty.

That's when she thought about her current state.

Rong Xian's gaze fell on Yun Youfeng's body, she leaned forward, moved her nose, and said with a smile: "The fragrance on Youfeng's body is very attractive. ”

These flirtatious words came out of Rong Xian's mouth, which made people stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Rong Xian Shi Ran said: "A pool of forgetful worries wet clothes, swimming in the wind, swimming in the wind, you are so blessed." ”

Some people want to take a sip and forget their worries, but it is difficult to go to heaven.

Some people wash their clothes with forgetfulness.

Rong Xian took a deep breath and sighed in her heart: jealousy separates me.

Thinking so, Rong Xian subconsciously ignored what Yunyoufeng fell into Jiuquan for.

Yun Youfeng laughed dryly twice, and then carefully took out a colorful small wine jar from his arms.

He stretched out his hand with a painful face, and in Rong Xian's incomprehensible gaze, his face twitched and said: "This is forgetting worries, there is only so much left, you save drinking." ”

Rong Xian blinked, a smile crossed her eyes.

She didn't reach out to take it, she knew very well where she got this wine Yunyoufeng.

She pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that you are so generous, and I will send you a piece of news that you care about the most." ”

Yun Youfeng's hands subconsciously tightened, after so many years, he was most concerned about nothing but Sanniang.

Could it be that Rong Xian knows Sanniang's whereabouts?

Reason told him not to listen and not to believe.

Rong Xian only has a remnant soul left, and she has been buried in the underground palace for nearly ten years, what can she know.

But subconsciously, he couldn't help but believe in everything Rong Xian said.

Yun Youfeng was silent for a long time before he said, "You say." ”

As soon as he spoke, he realized that his voice was hoarse.

Rong Xian cut her hair, and said lightly: "I'm still alive." ”

Yun Youfeng was stunned: "I know, I know...... Gah?"

When Rong Xian heard him say this, she actually sighed with emotion: "It turns out that You Feng has known for a long time, and he really deserves to be my friend." ”

Yun Youfeng listened to it, and almost didn't choke to death by himself.

He was embarrassed to tell Rong Xian where he had just thought of it.

He wiped his face, and he didn't know whether to be happy or embarrassed, so Rong Xian didn't find out the truth.

Didn't Rong Xian find out?

No, what she does best is just hide.

Rong Xian said slowly: "You don't have to feel lucky. ”

Yun Youfeng: "...... I accidentally put my thoughts out there?"

Rong Xian leaned towards the side of the tombstone, slightly curled the corners of her mouth, and looked more relaxed: "You didn't say it, but your expression is too obvious." ”

Yun Youfeng subconsciously touched his face, feeling that he was still this expressionless appearance, which was obvious.

Obviously, this demon has something to do, and he is thinking about people's hearts.

Feng Yan laughed twice, licked his face and stepped forward and said, "Master, you are so powerful." ”

Rong Xian snorted with a smile, and didn't have the slightest love for the apprentice who even praised people because of his ridiculous vocabulary: "How did you provoke that mess with that mess?"

When he mentioned this, Feng Yan suddenly became stunned.

"I just, I just heard about your legend, and I went to the stone bridge stream to take a look, and the result was ......," Feng Yan said with a red neck.

How did he know that when he ran over, he would wake up a sleeping demon?

Fortunately, at the last critical moment, Shizun appeared and saved him, otherwise he would have been cold.

"This is really a success and a failure. ”

Don't get me wrong, this was not said by Yun Youfeng, nor was it said by Feng Yan.

It's from Qinger, who didn't hold back his mouth and was cheap.

Qing Er regretted it after speaking, he wanted to plug his mouth, but it's a pity.

So here's how to put it: #说出去的话泼出去的水. #

As soon as he raised his head, he met Rong Xian's phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Qingji: "......"

Qing Er covered his face silently, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Rong Xian seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked curiously, "How is Zeng Shui's body?"

As the wife of the city lord of Qingbo, she has been taken care of by Qingbo for so many years, and I don't know what it will be like when she finally returns to the hands of Qinger, a rough man.

Qing Er's face changed slightly, and when he saw Rong Xian looking at him indifferently, he barely raised a smile and replied honestly: "Shui'er's body is recovering well, and she can already live like an ordinary person." ”

There was relief and joy in his tone.

He hadn't expected Shui Er to wake up, but he didn't expect her to wake up.

Seeing him like this, Rong Xian's heart was unhappy again.

Her sister is lying alone in the dark underground, why should Qingji show off his brotherhood and sister in front of him, this is too uncomfortable.

She lowered her eyes slightly, and a glimmer of light crossed her eyes.

"Didn't I tell you that Zeng Shui had already injured her foundation, and even if she could wake up, it would hinder her longevity, and she wouldn't live long. Rong Xian confidently poked people's sore feet.

Qingji clenched his fists tightly, and his face was ugly.

The corners of his lips turned white, and his eyes fluttered violently.

"Oh-" Rong Xian uttered a monosyllable of unknown meaning, "Looks like you know." ”

Rong Xian's eyes were dark, and her already pure black eyes were like deep night at this time, and there was like ink that couldn't be dissolved: "You will comfort yourself more than I thought." ”

Could this be the legendary #passable#?

Are people so good at comforting themselves?

Rong Xian thought about it in her heart, it seemed like this.

Hasn't she herself forgotten the sorrow that once hurt her heart with the passage of time?

Thinking of this, Rong Xian looked sideways at Yun Youfeng, was silent for a while, and wrote lightly: "Ah Mei's brewed forgetfulness taste good, if You Feng has leisure, you can taste it." ”

Yun Youfeng was stunned, wasn't he talking about Qing Er just now?

The next moment, Yun Youfeng's body stiffened, and the whole person was like thunder.

His face froze, with a despair and numbness in his eyes that he hadn't noticed in the fight.

"Rong Ji ......"

Yun Youfeng choked up, feeling as if something was blocked in his throat, and his words went around and around his mouth, but he couldn't say the rest of the words.

After a long time, when Yun Youfeng finally calmed down, he said in a difficult voice: "Rong Ji is Sanniang?"

Rong Xian was not in a hurry, and said with a serious face: "The goods are genuine." ”

Yun Youfeng's body staggered.

He thought he was ready, but when it came to the end, he found that all those preparations were useless.

He looked dazed and slammed towards the tombstone.

Rong Xian raised her hand and slapped the person away, then cleared her throat, revealing a slightly innocent smile, with a perfunctory and unintentional tone, and said in a reasonable tone: "You Feng won't blame me, right, it's you who suddenly want to pounce, I just reacted instinctively." ”

Qu Qianqian and the others subconsciously took a few steps back, and they couldn't help but look at Yun Youfeng, who was slapped into the mud and couldn't climb out for a long time, with sympathetic eyes.

I can't think about it in the end, so I have to run to the big devil.

The endless sea is turbulent, and above the waves is a fairy mountain, which is the legendary sacred mountain.

On the holy mountain, the lords of the two realms of immortals and demons have been in retreat all year round and ignore mundane affairs, and the forces on both sides have always kept the well water from the river.

However, in the past hundred years, there has been frequent friction between the immortals and demons, and the flames of war have spread throughout the holy mountain with lightning speed, and without the knowledge of the two lords, the two sides have been endless.

The two armies confronted each other, and the two lords were forced to leave the customs and come to the battlefield.

"Rest your heart, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed. "Above the clouds, Shen Xi, the sect leader of the Haotian Immortal Sect, spoke in a gentle and indifferent manner, without any emotion. He looked only about thirty years old, and his clear eyes that looked down on the passage of time were intimidating.

Opposite him, Rong Xian leaned lazily on the cloud chair in a black dress, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was full of sarcasm: "Of course it's okay, after all, your Haotian Immortal Sect hasn't hit my Wuxin Cliff yet, and I can still sleep peacefully." ”

Shen Xi smiled bitterly, he didn't know how this was fought at all, he was taken out by the Great Elder and sent to the battlefield while he was in retreat, he was still confused: "The Lord said that it was funny, with you, the Heartless Cliff is safer than the iron bucket." ”

Rong Xian sneered, her fair-skinned fingers rubbed the strings of flowers embroidered with red silk threads on the black dress that were connected together like bells, and her aggressive and glamorous face made her even more imposing: "Heh." ”

A tone full of mockery was given to Shen Xi, this difficult to communicate appearance caused the two sides to fall into a strange silence, Shen Xi knew that if he didn't speak, the Venerable Lord of Xixin could sit here with him until he was old.

In the end, it was Shen Xi who spoke first: "Lord, there will be no progress in fighting any longer, the two of us will have a competition, if you win, the Haotian Immortal Sect will see the people of the Heartless Cliff in the future, and retreat for thousands of miles." If I win, the power of the Demon Dao will shrink without a heart. ”

This kind of child's battle is really boring, and in their opinion, even if all the people below are killed, it is just a small fight.

Rong Xian squinted, the fighting style proposed by Shen Xi was exactly what she wanted, and the most important thing was that she was very busy and had no time to fight. I believe that Shen Xi is the same, to the point where they have reached this point, hard cultivation is the main thing, and these tedious mundane things will only make them feel that they are wasting their time.

But Rong Xian didn't decide directly, but turned her head sideways and asked the Venerable Ning Yue beside her: "Ning Yue, what do you think?"

Condensation Yue sneered, and said arrogantly: "The Venerable Lord cultivation is the first in the world, how can Shen Xi be compared to the Venerable Lord." ”

Rong Xian glanced at her in surprise, feeling that she was a little abnormal, and the usual condensation moon did not underestimate the arrogance of the world. Could it be that her long-term retreat has allowed Condensing Moon to inflate herself to the point of being out of control?

She decided to teach Ning Yue well after the war, so she would definitely suffer a loss if she didn't know the height of the sky: "Look at Ning Yue's meaning, she agrees with this battle." ”

The voice fell, and the next moment she had already appeared in the void, her long skirt mopping the floor, revealing a kind of grace and luxury in the cold: "Fight." ”

After getting the approval, Shen Xi's figure also disappeared from the clouds and came to Rong Xian. He was also very happy to be able to quell this inexplicable battle as quickly as possible, he still had something to do, and he could only get out after the fight and deal with the Great Elder.

The two lords fought, and the two forces that were full of fire below also retreated separately, making room for the two strong men.

Condensing Moon stood in the clouds and glanced at the four elders who were watching the battle on the other side, and a layer of complexity appeared in her eyes.

In the void, the momentum between Rong Xian and Shen Xi was rising, and the surrounding sand and rocks were flying for hundreds of miles, and the mountain was also crushed into the ground by the two momentums, and the entire holy mountain was three inches shorter.

It's not shaved off, it's solidified.

Such a peak force makes everyone fascinated.

The two of them moved at the same time, and no one could see the battle between them clearly, after all, the two of them could already be said to be the strongest strength in the world.

Rong Xian's long skirt did not have any effect in the hand, and she carried the majestic power of heaven and earth in her gestures.

Shen Xi's expression was a little surprised, he had never fought with the Xixin Venerable Lord, this was the first time.

What is the reputation of the Lord of the Heart, the entire Holy Mountain, or even the people outside the Holy Mountain, know it.

A thousand years ago, when the Lord of Xixin Venerable became famous, he single-handedly killed Fan Chen several times, and countless immortal cultivation sects were wiped out, and even the Demon Prison couldn't do anything about her. At that time, the blood qi floated into the void, causing the blood to rain on that side of the world for three whole days.

The Resting Heart Venerable Lord has ruthless methods and countless killings, and it is surprising that such a murderous person can cultivate to this level without being devoured by the demons. As a result, after the fight, Shen Xi found that this person was ruthless, but his breath was pure, not at all as mixed and disgusting as other demon cultivators.

Although it was unexpected, Shen Xi's movements did not relax at all, and every move and style was towards the death hole of the cover door.

Rong Xian is also easy to block, both of them want to reach a higher level, and there is also a sense of testing each other when they move each other, and when the temptation is almost over, they will use their tricks to fight each other and confirm each other's paths.

After Shen Xi dodged Rong Xian's killing move, his killing move came quietly, hitting Rong Xian's dantian, Rong Xian's body moved, and he was just about to dodge, but he found that his body was uncontrollable.

An unfamiliar toxin was rapidly destroying her meridians and pouring into her dantian.

Her pupils shrank suddenly, she was calculated!

She only drank a cup of tea after she got out, and the poison was in that cup of tea!(https:)

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