Rong Xian rubbed the beads on her wrist, her eyes swept over Ling Juncong with a little deep meaning, pondering in her heart the idea of refining this person into a puppet doll, he would have his own consciousness and his own body, but his consciousness and body would not be under his control.

Seems interesting.

But this person is from the Ling family, which makes her dislike.

Let's take a look at it then, maybe Hanxi will like it.

Rong Xian seems to have opened the door to a new world, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes are full of children's joy and joy discovering new toys.

Ling Jun, who knew nothing, followed her stupidly, busy and diligent, and could only say that the ignorant were fearless.

The conversation stopped, and so did their footsteps.

Rong Xian looked up at the tiny stream of water flowing from the heights, and it was hard to imagine that this was a beautiful waterfall thirteen years ago.

Once, it was filled with the laughter of children, the chirping of birds and insects, and the cultivation of colorful medicine shops in this fertile land.

Now there is only one untended field left, and as far as the eye can see, there are all surging weeds, the smile on Rong Xian's face disappeared, and her tone was inexplicably heavy: "Just here." ”

Ling Juncong was a little puzzled, he just wanted to ask where this was, but he saw Rong Xian holding a silver needle between the tip of his right finger, and the silver needle quickly swiped through the wrist of his left hand, and the red blood fell on the grass.

Her movements were not fast, after all, she was just a mortal, how could she be faster than the monk's vision. But she didn't drag her feet, and the speed of her unfast movements was just enough for Ling Jun to never stop.

"Rong Xian. Ling Jun shouted from the bottom of his voice.

Rong Xian was not injured when she was chased by so many monks, but now she was injured under his nose, which made Ling Juncong's expression cold, and his face was full of anger.

This man's hand is to diagnose the pulse and save people, how can it hurt!

Rong Xian held her bleeding wrist, her clear eyes were full of soft tolerance, and her expression was a little depressed: "Jun Cong, I'm sorry, I can't help you." ”

She lowered her eyes and looked at the weeds on the ground, the withered yellow weeds frantically absorbed the blood that emitted a faint golden light, and the huge vitality in it made them instinctively want to take it.

Ling Juncong's anger was extinguished by this pitiful expression, he followed Rong Xian's line of sight, after the grass and trees on the ground absorbed Rong Xian's blood, the vigorous familiar scene, he didn't quite understand the meaning of Rong Xian's words.

Isn't that good? Why did she apologize?

But the next scene made Ling Jun break out in a cold sweat from his forehead, only to see that when those raging and vigorous weeds grew to the extreme, they suddenly melted quickly like snowflakes irradiated by the sun, and finally disappeared.

"What's going on?" asked Ling Jun in a hoarse voice.

His hands trembled a little, and his heart was full of joy.

Fortunately, he didn't quietly get some Rong Xian's blood to treat Yue'er in private, otherwise Yue'er's fate would definitely be no different from this weed.

I am afraid that no one expected such a bizarre scene, Ling Jun swallowed his saliva, his eyes still did not withdraw from the weeds that disappeared in front of him, and he asked, "Why did the Sword Emperor's essence blood appear in this situation?"

Rong Xian's fingertips wiped the wound on her wrist, and the wound healed instantly, and there was no trace of it.

She took out another handkerchief from her bosom and wiped the blood from her wrist.

When he finished wiping it, a flame came out of his palm, burning the veil to ashes.

Only then did she look at Ling Juncong, her eyes were still clear, but they were like the deep sea, with a faint melancholy: "Jun Cong has heard of 'shading'?"

When she said this, she looked at Ling Juncong intently, as if she wanted to get something from his look, but it was obvious that Ling Juncong had never heard of it.

Ling Juncong asked with a blank face: "What is the sunshade?"

The storm gathered in Rong Xian's eyes dissipated instantly, she was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "I have been poisoned by a poison called Shayang. The sight you see is also due to the shade. ”

Ling Juncong's face changed, Rong Xian didn't give him a chance to ask, she took two steps forward, gently touched the blade of grass, and said in a tone that couldn't hear sadness and joy: "This kind of poison makes people never touch the sun, once it is illuminated by the sun, the consequence is what you just saw, and it will be wiped out." ”

"But you can. Ling Juncong emphasized seriously.

This poison can't shine into the sun, but Rong Xian is in the sun now.

The corners of Rong Xian's mouth were slightly upturned, her eyes were soft and not half hazy, and there was a cunning in her eyes that made people smile: "Jun Cong, I am a doctor." Doctors can not only cure diseases and save people, but also poison and detoxify. ”

She pondered for a moment, as if organizing her words: "Ever since I was exposed to the sun, I have been trying to find a way to detoxify." But obviously, I failed. ”

There was no frustration when she said she had failed, as if she had said lightly that she had been poisoned, as if it were not worth mentioning.

"There is no antidote to shading. She said suddenly.

Ling Jun shrank from his pupils, subconsciously took two steps towards Rong Xian, and stopped.

Rong Xian didn't seem to see his gaffe, and said slowly: "I have used countless Yang Medicinal Materials to refine five Burning Hua Dan, each of which can restrain the shading time for five days, and after five days, the shading will return. However, Zhuohua Dan cannot be used continuously, it will burn people's internal organs, and only with an interval of one month can I heal the pain caused by Zhuohua in my body. ”

After a pause, she looked up at the bright sunshine in the sky and said softly, "Today is the fifth day." ”

Ling Jun looked at Rong Xian from Qi'er, the man looked at him with his back to the sun, the light blurred the person's expression, blurred the person's body, this moment of Rong Xian was illusory and frightening, as if an inadvertently would turn into nothing like that weed.

"Rong Xian. Ling Juncong listened to his tone and said firmly: "There will be a way, and the sunshade will definitely be solved." ”

He couldn't forget the happiness of this man holding the sun in his hands on the cliff, as if he had grasped everything. I can't forget that when this man looked at the sun, he didn't care about his burning eyes, even if his eyes were full of tears.

"I'll find a way. Ling Juncong repeated.

His eyes were sincere, and his attitude was as firm as if nothing could make him change his mind, even if there was a sea of swords and fires in front of him, he would not take half a step back.

Ling Jun thought the same thing in his heart, he didn't dare to imagine that Rong Xian would only be able to hide in the dark for the rest of her life, those warm and clear eyes should be full of warmth, and should not be covered by coldness and darkness.

Rong Xian bent her eyes, smiled warmly, and sighed, "I believe in you." ”

An amorous person will always do something incomprehensible for the person he loves.

From the first time she saw Ling Juncong, she sensed that Ling Jun Cong was carrying great luck.

She has merit and has been entangled with karma for a long time, and she has a slight sense of such ethereal things.