Time passed slowly, and when Yunzhou stopped outside the Infinite Sword Sect, a month had passed.

Rong Xian looked back at the bloody aura flickering in the sky above Rong Guo, and there was a faint wave in her eyes.

This war will still be fought after all, and she is relieved that she is not the one who bears the sin and the path is cut off.

It's not that she doesn't like authority, it's not that she looks down on fame, fortune and wealth, and she's not a god who doesn't eat fireworks in the world.

She just didn't want to waste time on these useless things, and she didn't want to pay for it.

Because it's not an equivalent exchange, and it's never cost-effective.

Rong Xian likes to serve power and power, and is obsessed with the power of controlling everything and the joy of turning her hands into clouds and covering her hands for rain.

But Rong Xian's positioning of these preferences is a weakness, since it is a weakness, she will overcome it, and she is not strong enough to expose her weaknesses at will.

Therefore, she knows medicine, and she looks extraordinarily harmless, like a child and a boudoir daughter, like a doctor who helps the living and like a sick and inconspicuous mortal......

But no matter what the point, her aggression and aggression are rarely exposed.

Rong Xian her, the surface looks without edges and corners, soft and peaceful.

As if the seven emotions and six desires belonging to people were cut off by time, with a trace of the high of the gods and the sorrow of compassion for all beings, the soul was retained and washed repeatedly by the fine sand of time, and finally washed away the lead in exchange for a clear glass color, but in fact, this glass color is just a mirror.

Even whether she really likes medical skills is foggy and hazy.

She was too sensible, too aware of what she wanted.

All of this is just a stepping stone compared to transcending life and death and eternal existence.

For that ultimate goal, the prosperity of this road is nothing more than a cloud of smoke.

In other words, these positions of power like Shen Jiuliu's love for her are all obstacles that shake her Dao heart.

When she can't restrain herself one day, it will not be a compromise, but a destruction.

It's as if she has begun to have a killing intent towards Shen Jiu.

In order to prevent Wuzun from threatening her, she was able to ruthlessly push out the bloodline inheritor as a tool, which shows her heart.

When she ascends to the supreme position, the whole world will be between her applause.

Because she has always had a clear purpose, Rong Xian is always very indifferent in the face of external temptations.

The corners of Rong Xian's mouth curled slightly, and her smile was unfathomable.

And the most important thing at the moment is - "Mr. Yan, go and call the door." ”

Yan Rui, who was shocked by His Majesty's sudden appearance, widened his eyes: !!

Rong Yu looked very alertly towards Yan Rui's gaze, raised his voice and called, "Teacher?"

Rong Xian smiled inexplicably, and said slowly: "Yu'er has grown up, don't look for a teacher if you have nothing to do, you are no longer seventy or eighty years old." ”

Rong Yu's joyful expression paused, well, he is already a hundred years old.

But none of this is a problem!

He didn't dislike Shizun's soul as an old monster.

seemed to sense what he was thinking, Rong Xian glanced at him with a smile, and said slowly: "As the saying goes, #养儿一百岁, long-term worries are ninety-nine #, I have been worried about Yu'er for ninety-nine years, and Yu'er has not seen much understanding of me as an old man." ”

Rong Yu: "......"

If there was no problem with his memory, it was obvious that the master disliked him and threw him to Xiao Jinyang.

It can be said that since he can remember, he has never seen Shizun worry about him.

In addition to the mother, what the master cares about is the Fox Demon Prison, and when the mother dies and the Fox Demon Prison is released, she begins to give him a little energy.

Rong Yu didn't complain about anything when he thought about this, but felt that Shizun was really talking serious nonsense sometimes!

But he still didn't dare to reply, so he could only hold it silently in his stomach.

Rong Xian saw him stop, so she turned sideways in the direction of Yan Rui, and said lightly: "Mr. Yan doesn't go to call the door, is he going to block the door of the Wuji Sword Sect all the time?"

Yan Rui's face was dark and he looked at the cold sword qi vortex at the entrance of the Wuji Sword Sect, and swallowed his saliva unnaturally, feeling that he didn't dare to come here even if he borrowed courage from the sky.

If you don't pay attention to this, you will definitely be poked into a honeycomb.

"Your Majesty, why don't you try to shout?" Yan Rui proposed with hope.

Rong Xian's expression suddenly drooped, and she said with a calm face: "Mr. Yan, is this giving me advice?"

Yan Rui: "...... Can't. ”

This cowardly look made Rong Yu almost laugh.

But Yan Rui doesn't feel cowardly, he is obviously #Knowing the times is Junjie#.

Under Rong Xian's forced gaze, Yan Rui finally walked to the entrance of the Sword Sect.

The Sword Sect is in a small secret realm, and the entrance to the secret realm is wrapped in infinite sword qi, and there is really no one who rushes up to send him to death.

Yan Rui cried with a sad face, feeling that he had become the first person to be sent to death in a hurry.

"Yes, is anyone there?" Yan Rui asked with a stammering stammering towards the sword qi vortex.

Rong Xian said casually: "Mr. Yan's voice is so small, is there something wrong with his voice?"

Yan Rui's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of a way to escape, he nodded again and again: "You're right, I don't know how to feel a little uncomfortable in my throat today......

"I think you might need Yu'er two punches. Rong Xian lowered her eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.

Yan Rui's cheeks twitched, and he almost forgot that His Majesty was still a doctor.

He changed his words stupidly: "No, Rui means that Rui's voice is uncomfortable, and he may need to shout a few times to cure it." ”

This desire to survive can be said to be very strong.

Rong Yu: '......' cowardice.

Rong Xian raised her chin, which was a little obvious.

Yan Rui stiffened his face, closed his eyes violently with a tragic expression, and shouted, "May I ask if there is a sword at home?"

The words fell, and the air fell silent for an instant.

Rong Xian was silent for a moment, then raised her forehead and said, "Mr. Yan, did you forget your mind on the cloud boat?"

Yan Rui was also embarrassed, he said the wrong thing just now because he was nervous.

But looking at the scene around him without movement, he was much bolder.

Yan Rui coughed lightly, holding his breath and was just about to shout again, when a cold voice said abruptly: "There are swords and people here, which sword and which person are you looking for?"

Yan Rui's words suddenly held in his throat, almost holding him back.

He hurriedly looked up ahead, only to see a curtain of light emerging from the whirlpool, in which a young man in a white robe was looking at them coldly, as if there were dead things in front of him as if there were no dead things in front of him.

Rong Yu took a step forward, smiled with grace and luxury, and said: "We are friends of Mr. Ning San Jianning and Mr. Yun Changsheng Yun, we haven't seen each other for a long time, we want to see them to catch up on the old days." ”

The young man's expression softened, and he said, "It turned out that I was looking for Senior Brother Ning and Senior Brother Yun, I don't know how the two senior brothers met you, and they have just returned from Nanrong. ”

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