Since becoming the Demon Lord, Rong Xian's only role is to suppress this token with all her strength, and her thousand-year-old skill is inadequate. But this token is a prison cell, and inside it is a prison cell, and the evil spirits are imprisoned.

She tried her best, and even if she blew herself up, she couldn't escape the fate of containing the Demon Hell.

Now her soul has been damaged by nine points, and the remaining one point is slowly dissipating, and the Heavenly Dao has judged that she is about to disappear, and she can no longer suppress the ban, and the ban is out of it.

Her duty is done!

Rong Xian's face was pale and transparent, but anyone could see the joy in her eyes, she smiled like a flower, and her tone was depressed: "Uncle, uncle, thank you for helping me." ”

The ban that can't even be solved by self-explosion was solved by Qingbo's bowl of shade, which is really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

"Uncle Shi, I see how you can withstand this karma of demons entering the world and chaos in the world. She smiled and whispered, "I said I would repay you and never break my word, I look forward to your end." ”

She stretched out her hand, and in her white and transparent palm was the token that emitted golden light.

Rong Xian chuckled and threw the token into the sky.

A big word 'forbidden' loomed in the void, struggling to the death, but the black qi in it collided without any scruples, desperately trying to knock it away.

Rong Xian stood in place and watched happily for a while, and then mobilized the vitality in the wood spirit bead to heal herself.

After a long time, she was about to turn back to her room, and the corner of her eye seemed to sweep over the corner of the shadows.

It's Ah Qi.

What is he doing here?

A trace of doubt flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, and then the trace of doubt disappeared, and then the streamer flickered, and the eyebrows seemed to incorporate the deepest and richest scenery in the world, which was confusing.

That's a great opportunity, isn't it?

Rong Xian no longer suppressed the injuries brought to her by the sunshade, coughed, a fishy sweetness welled up in her throat, she hurriedly took out a brocade handkerchief from her sleeve to cover her mouth, the red blood soaked the handkerchief, and fell to the ground little by little.

The fire flickered in her palm, and after reducing the veil to ashes, she returned to the room with heavy steps.

After a long time, Ah Qi walked over slowly, he squatted down and stared at the blood on the ground with deep eyes, and with a touch of the index finger of his right hand, the pale golden blood was exposed in his eyes.

"—Sword Emperor Essence Blood. A light suddenly burst out in Ah Qi's eyes.

The essence blood of the Sword Emperor who never wanted them to chase for their lives was actually under their noses, Rong Xian turned out to be a remnant of the Yu clan, no wonder she had been defending Shen Jiuliu, it turned out that the two were of the same clan.

However, it seems that the two do not recognize each other.

Haha, that's a no-brainer.

Ah Qi was pleasantly surprised, but he didn't think to tell Qingbo the news.

The news of the Sword Emperor's essence blood is enough for him to know, and that fool Qingbo will be a target in the open.

He thought about it carefully, and decided to wait for the people from Wuxin Cliff to come to answer and then grab Rong Xian and go back to the Holy Mountain, it was better to pretend not to know now.

Ah Qi's eyes flashed, and his body shook and disappeared.

Heartless Cliff, in the palace of golden light, Condensing Moon looked at the figure suspended in mid-air, her eyes were full of surprise: "So, the Sword Emperor's essence blood is on Rong Xian's body?"

Ah Qi nodded affirmatively: "That's right, I verified it myself." ”

"Good, good. Condensing Yuexi is in a beautiful shape, as long as she gets the essence blood of the Sword Emperor, she can go further, no matter where her heart is hidden, she can't please in the face of absolute strength.

"Ah Qi, you monitor Rong Xian, I'll go there immediately......" Condensing Yue's voice suddenly stopped abruptly.

It suddenly occurred to her that with the restraint of the Demon Hell, the Demon Cultivator of the Heartless Cliff did not dare to step out of the Holy Mountain at all.

She thought about it carefully and said, "Ah Qi, I will send new disciples in the cliff, they have no karma, as long as you don't kill innocents indiscriminately, you don't have to be afraid of the Demon Prison, after you both of you take it, you must return to the Holy Mountain with Rong Xian as soon as possible." ”

Ah Qi replied with a solemn expression: "Okay." ”

The City Lord's Mansion of Ziwei City.

"Dr. Rong. Early in the morning, the voice of a maidservant came from outside the door.

In the room, the heavy cyan curtains covered all the light outside, and in the four corners of the room, the huge night pearl exuded a faint cold light. ”

The maidservant walked in lightly, and there was nothing unusual about the great change in the layout of the room, and she never looked at it indiscriminately.

She curtsied: "Doctor Rong, the city lord has instructed that if you want to go out to practice medicine, you can go at any time, as long as you don't go far." ”

Rong Xian's hand flipped through the book, a hint of sarcasm flashed in her eyes, but her tone was still soft: "I know, go and tell the city lord, I understand his kindness." I still understand that healers don't heal themselves, so go down. ”

The poison of the shade made her unable to go out during the day, Qingbo asked the maid to take the words to pierce her heart, he could also handle such a childish method, ridiculous!

The maidservant lowered her head and retreated quietly, her expression was a little confused, obviously she didn't understand the language between the city lord and Rong Xian.

Calm returned to the room, and Rong Xian's attention was obviously not on the medical book.

Rong Xian sneered, it seems that there has been no movement in the past few days, which has made Qingbo anxious.

It's such an impatient thing, and he still wants the essence blood of the Sword Emperor and wants the Emperor to dominate the industry, it's really self-aware.

She put the medical book aside and sat cross-legged, the wood spirit beads that exuded vitality floating in front of her, and the vitality in the beads continued to flow towards her body, repairing her already overwhelmed injuries.

That little bit of trauma was like something healing it inch by inch, and although it was slow, it was very effective.

Rong Xian was not in a hurry, she would rather be slow than leave herself with a hidden illness.

Compared with Rong Xian's comfort, Shen Jiuliu, who had already arrived in Ziwei City at this time, was not as calm as her. And the source of the incident was a child.

As soon as Shen Jiuliu and his party walked into the city, a child in half-worn clothes quickly ran to him, gasped and asked, "Brother Jiuliu." ”

A hint of surprise flashed in Shen Jiuliu's eyes, this was the poor Xiaole: "Xiaole, why are you here? Are your mother and your sister okay?"

Xiaole nodded, and said in a loud voice: "My mother is already well, Dr. Rong's medical skills are very good, and my sister is also very good, and now she is doing some needlework at home." ”

Without waiting for Shen Jiuliu to ask, Xiaole said again: "Brother Jiuliu, do you know that Dr. Rong's illness is better? I haven't seen her for several days, my mother and sister and I are all worried about Dr. Rong, and Brother Mumu, he has had a cough in the past two days, and I have been waiting for Dr. Rong to go to see Brother Mumu." ”

Shen Jiuliu froze, and his indifferent expression became two points of anxiety: "Xiaole, how long have you not seen Dr. Rong? How do you know that she is sick?"