Chapter 182: Fashu

Although Qing Er thought carefully that Rong Xian would be devilized, this does not mean that all his guesses were wrong.
Qing Er's guess was only two points wrong. For the Yu people, Rong Xian was not calculated from the beginning, but after he saw Yun Youfeng's identity, he began to calculate.
Regarding the Rong race, Rong Xian was calculating from the beginning.
Since a thousand years ago, when she entered the demon and was forcibly taken away by the previous master Ji Shu, she knew that the enemy was not cleaned up.
But before Jishu became feathered, she could not go out of the holy mountain. After Jishu became feathered, she was restrained by the evil spirit prison and Haotian Xianzong. She still could n’t go out of the holy mountain.
Even if it is out of the holy mountain, there is only one hour of free time.
At the time of the immortal war, she told Shen Xi to end the war as soon as possible, and she was busy going back to retreat.
What's funny is that her cultivation and spirits are all used to suppress the demon prison. For thousands of years, she hasn't been a bit of an inch.
There is no difference between practicing and not practicing, so what she calls retreat is just looking for the position of the sword emperor's blood and finding a way to say goodbye to the evil spirit prison.
Didn't she really see the little movement of the condensing moon?
Even if she didn't notice, didn't Zuo Hufa and Lord Hanxi notice?
Rong Xian was just letting go from the beginning. She wondered what step Ningyue could do.
How could she say that she felt that Ningyue's betrayal was an opportunity, a beginning,
Of course, she was totally right.
Although there are unexpected things, for example, she didn't think about exploding at first.
Rong's blood is the last thing she has left, how could she easily give up.
But Leng Yueyue and others even counted Shen Xi into it, leaving her directly hit by Shen Xi.
The moment she was severely hit by Shen Xi, she already knew that her body could not be saved, and only the soul could be safe.
So she had to make a choice, and she didn't even take a breath to make that choice.
Then she considered whether the accident could be exploited.
For example, if she can get away from death, she has had enough days of imprisonment; for example, if she can get out of the demon prison, she doesn't want to work for Heaven at all; ...
So later she had her self-detonation, seizing her house, getting the blood of the Emperor Sword, and ... revenge.
No matter how many accidents there are, the general direction of the plan is still moving in the direction pushed by Rong Xian, and what Ning Yue did sixteen years ago is just the beginning of this game.
As for the Yu people, all Rong Xian cares about is just her blindfold to cover her real purpose. You see, now that no one can guess her main purpose, and no one knows that her purpose is except revenge. Everything else is done.
But don't call her despicable, because her enemies are really not gentlemen, and she knows what kind of people to deal with.
Therefore, the family who lost their lives three years ago can't blame her for being unexpected, and did not give a hint in advance.
Well, she has done too many unscrupulous things. Everyone is not a virgin white lotus. They talk to each other, ah, come, ah, if you lose, you have to be strong.
I just thought that the young girl who had completely settled down, Rong Xian's expression paused, and then she calmed down again.
Rong Xian's clear eyes are clear and clear, still giving people a kind of shocking tolerance.
But who knows, although the sky contains everything, it is indifferent to everything.
"Rong Xian, how did you do that, those magicians would listen to you for no reason." Qing Er suddenly realized the point and couldn't help asking.
The corner of her mouth raised slightly, it seemed to be very happy, not for herself, but for the keen and intelligent manifestation of Qing Er at this moment.
Her tone of relief was peculiar to the two elders, and she slightly exaggeratedly praised: "Qing Er is the first person to ask this question. You are really smart!"
Although Qing Er was praised, he didn't have any sense of happiness. He even looked a little faint.
Under his dismantling, Rong Xian's breath has not changed at all, his eyes are too clean, there is no ambition to turn the clouds and rain, there is no happiness to be revenge, no anger and embarrassment to be exposed, and no intention to kill him who knows.
This shouldn't be the look that people who have grown up in hatred since they were young and who have done all their hard work have.
She looked down at him, her mouth slightly tilted, her smile still.
For the first time, Qing Er discovered the meaning of the smile, without any meaning, a naturally alienated smile, without arrogance, not tenderness, no humbleness, no indifference, as if everything in the world was the same in her eyes. .
"Rong Xian, you are terrible." Qing Er muttered.
He stared at Rong Xian tightly, repeating again: "Rong Xian, you are terrible."
Rong Xian raised an eyebrow and smiled, and the whole coldness disappeared instantly. But the smile on that mouth was not warm and gentle, but with a kind of irreducible sarcasm of God's struggling blunt beings.
Her tone was marked with a joke: "Qing Er, you are very clever, why are you so courageous?"
Qing Er's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked blankly at Rong Xian.
He didn't understand what Rong Xian meant by this sentence, and he didn't understand how Rong Xian's temperament changed, and he didn't even get used to his breath.
Rong Xian squatted down and stared at Qing Er, her white fingertips pressed against her lips, her voice softly confused: "Keep it secret, don't tell me anything, or it will be damned. "
Qing Er: "..."
After adding a restraint to Qing Er, Rong Xianyun stood up lightly, facing Qing Erdao who had never returned to God: "Now you can tell me who the Fashu is."
Qing Er smiled bitterly. At this time, he did not dare to rebel against Rongxian: "It was Chongguang real person. In that year, he cooperated with the city master with a group of Fashu. He also saved us in the city master's house."
"What does he want?" Rong Xian asked casually.
Her expression was very calm, without any surprise, and the entire Yu Xiaomen was repaired to the highest light. What others wanted to do was not concealed from his eyes, but Shi Qiaoyu was kept secret from the air. I have that ability.
This is the right monk.
Rong Xian suddenly wanted to see Chongguang Real Person, the same figure as his Master.
"He wants artifacts." Qing Erru replied.
Rong Xian's eyes sank, and the artifact was also an artifact. All those who wanted it should be damned.
"Boom" overwhelming coercion raged uncontrollably in the tent, Qing Erben was seriously injured, and was further stimulated by this coercion, leaving only half of his breath at once.
Fortunately, Rong Xian's loss of control was only an instant. She slightly squinted her eyes, and after concentrating the accidentally leaked power, she lowered her head to look at the half dead Qing Er.