If Ling Juncong made up his mind to do it, he might really succeed when he was favored by the heavens.

But Rong Xian didn't expect him to succeed, it didn't matter whether Ling Jun succeeded or not, all she wanted was for Ling Jun to bear more setbacks and consume the luck on him, so that she wouldn't be eaten by luck when the time came.

Rong Xian was very happy in her heart, she was really a bad woman!

Ling Jun never knew Rong Xian's calculations, only listened to Rong Xian's belief in him without hesitation, his heart warmed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously grinned a silly smile, completely unable to see the usual hanger and occasional shrewdness.

Rong Xian's expression was stunned, and she looked away with some spicy eyes, and she couldn't even maintain the apologetic tone that had just been brewed, so she could only say dryly: "The Sword Emperor's essence blood can't help you, I'm sorry." ”

Ling Jun didn't care about the Sword Emperor's essence and blood from this time, his eyes were full of Rong Xian, and every time he thought of what happened to this person, he felt distressed.

He hurriedly comforted: "Rong Xian, it doesn't matter if you can't help me, my affairs are not important, you don't have to apologize, I just had the idea of trying it, it really doesn't matter." ”

Rong Xian asked in a sincere tone: "Is the person you want to save sick?" If it is convenient, you can bring her to see me, and I will see if I can cure her." ”

Ling Jun suddenly got angry in his heart, and there was a sense of hope, although many doctors with excellent medical skills couldn't cure Yue'er, but Rong Xian was different, she was recognized as the person with the highest medical skills in the world, maybe she could really have a way.

"Okay, I'll bring Yue'er tonight, I'll trouble you. Ling Juncong said with some embarrassment.

Rong Xian chuckled lightly and teased: "It seems that he is a confidante, what is there to be embarrassed about." I'll do my best to heal her, but I'll obey you, and for the first time I know you're still shy. ”

Ling Jun is congested: He is just embarrassed to face another woman he likes in front of the woman he likes.

"Rong, Rong Xian, what do you think of my confidante?" asked Ling Juncong tentatively.

He wondered if Rong Xian didn't like him because of the women around him, women would be jealous, he understood.

Ling Jun had already selectively ignored Rong Xian's previous reason for rejecting him.

Rong Xian blinked and said puzzledly: "But I have never seen your confidante, so I can't evaluate it." And besides—"

With a very disapproving gaze, she looked at Ling Juncong's stiff hands and feet, and then said solemnly: "Jun Cong's confidants must be strange women, they are sincere to you and give you the most sincere feelings, you can't give them the only favor, how can you despise them like this?"

Ling Juncong struggled and said, "No, I don't have a ......"

Rong Xian unceremoniously interrupted him and said, "Even if I am Jun Cong's friend, Jun Cong shouldn't let me judge your red face, this is disrespectful to them." ”

She pointed out meaningfully: "Jun Cong still needs to cherish them more, and it is not easy for them." ”

Ling Jun cried like a dog from his heart, and it was actually not easy for him.

He was really just tempting, so he asked so casually, and he was taught a lesson again.

He was a little panicked, Rong Xian was too upright and selfless, and too gentle and kind, after such a person was with him, wouldn't he really educate his other celebrities to run away from home?!

Not......

Ling Jun grabbed his hair from a manic manner, Rong Xian just talked about his confidante, using the word 'they', how did Rong Xian know that he had several red faces?

Xu was aware of what he had exposed, and Rong Xian patched herself very distractedly: "Looking at Jun Cong, there should be a lot of celebrities from such a romantic person, right?"

Ling Juncong: Do you mean to praise him?

On this day, the monks who came to Shiqiaojian saw that Ling Jun had come more, and most of the forces who got the news late also came.

On the top of the West Mountain, Tsinghua looked at the cemetery, his eyes full of heaviness and regret.

Those simple and lovely people are really gone.

Suddenly, his expression moved slightly, and he sensed the sword qi of the great apprentice.

Qinghua said lightly to the disciples behind him: "Sixin, go to the bottom of the mountain to pick up your senior brother." ”

Although Yang Ming set off early, he was delayed a lot on the road.

And after Tsinghua received the invitation of Chongguang Zhenren, he couldn't rest assured that his little apprentice was not good, so he brought a group of disciples to also come with Edgeworth.

His speed was much faster than Yangming, and there was no delay on the road, but he came a few hours earlier than the big apprentice.

"Yes, Master. When Sixin heard that the senior brother was coming, his face was happy, and he didn't pretend to be obedient in front of the master, and after saying hello, he ran towards the bottom of the mountain.

Qinghua shook his head and said helplessly: "This kid." ”

He knew that Sixin liked Yang Ming, but Yang Ming was devoted to the Tao, and there was no love in his heart.

However, Tsinghua now has no time to take care of the private affairs between the apprentices, he looked at the mountain with some worry, he knew that his little apprentice was there, this apprentice who couldn't let go of him since he was rescued, it was right to be sensible and well-behaved, but he really couldn't simply erase it when he caused trouble, Tsinghua felt that he really had an inexhaustible heart.

His body flickered, and he turned into a sword shadow and flew down the mountain.

The surrounding monks who sensed Qinghua's movements all changed their faces, and said that they would wait until the Sword Emperor's essence and blood belonged before they made a move, and there were people who did not follow the rules.

The monks immediately exploded, they immediately stood up and quickly chased towards Qinghua, they must not let the spicy sword cultivator get the essence blood of the Sword Emperor!

Chongguang Zhenren, who was not far away, laughed when he saw this scene, and chased after An Yang with him, raising An Yang's hand while flying, and said in surprise: "Apprentice, are you fat?"

The green tendons on Anyang's forehead couldn't help but jump out again, and he said word by word: "You can put me down and go by yourself." ”

Chongguang Zhenren's face turned bitter, and he said: "Yang'er, why do you want to abandon your teacher at any time, do you know how difficult it is for me to raise an apprentice......, Master? Hey, the apprentice is calm, calm. ”

An Yang finally couldn't stand it anymore, and a sharp cold light swept through the air with the folding fan in his hand, and the fire in the sky burned directly towards Chongguang Zhenren.

When Chongguang Zhenren came out of the fire, his face was black and white, but fortunately, the clothes on his body were protected by the body protection aura, and there was no big problem.

He yelled at An Yang with a calm face: "An Yang, how did the teacher teach you, have you learned to kill people and set fires after so many years? This is all done by bad boys, how can you learn this good boy." Tell the teacher, who taught you badly, and the teacher didn't screw off his head?"

Unscrewing off his head? Is this a master who taught his apprentices by example not to kill people and set fires?

An Yang gave his master a look on his face, and turned around and left directly.

Looking at the apprentice's merciless back, Chongguang was a little panicked, and he hurriedly chased after him: "Apprentice, wait for the teacher, wait for the teacher." ”