Chapter 39: container

Shen Jiuliu inadvertently looked behind Rong Xian, and found that indeed no one followed him secretly today.
"Your uncle cares about you very much," Shen Jiu said in a cold voice.
Rong Xian bent her eyes, with a sly light flashing in it: "Well, my uncle was worried that my friends I had made outside would have bad intentions, so I wanted to check for me."
After a pause, she seemed to remember it, and said a little regretfully: "Uncle said that a magic repair was found in a village outside the city, and I heard that you have a higher repair, so I have always wanted to see you and ask you to remove Moxiu. I thought about it a lot before, I thought uncle ... "
She smiled slightly, her smile full of relief and joy, and a serious nonsense in her mouth: "I know that such a kind person like Master Uncle will not aim at others at will, that's good."
Looking at her smile, Shen Jiu sighed in her heart. Xiao Xian seemed to be very satisfied because she didn't have to embarrass her friend and uncle.
He was unwilling to undermine Xiaoxian's good mood, and said with a touch of warmth: "Be assured, I will go to the village to see this evening. If there is a magic repair, it will definitely help the city owner to solve it."
For so long in Ziwei City, he has never heard of a magic repair outside the city, and he has not sensed the use of evil spirits. It seems that the Qingbo City Lord is really in trouble.
Shen Jiuyu had a little anger in his heart and was angry with Qingbo.
Xiao Xian believes him so much that he has the patience to use Xiao Xian. If Xiao Xian knows his true colors then, he must be very sad.
Shen Jiuliu stared at Rong Xian, who was treating the child with a gentle smile, and his eyes were a little worried.
Rong Xian, who was coaxing the child, glanced at Shenjiu Liu without a trace, and there was a glimmer of light under his eyes.
Tonight Shen Jiu Liu will definitely be able to match Qing Bo. Before Qing Bo did not get the blood of the Emperor of the Sword, he would not arbitrarily leave Shen Jiu. As long as it is determined that Shen Jiu Liu will not have his life worries, other Rong Xian will ignore it .
In a nutshell, Shen Jiu Liu is nothing more than a container for the sword emperor's blood.
After soothing the child, she came to Shen Jiu Liu and asked in confusion: "How long are you depressed, Jiu Liu? Is your body uncomfortable?"
She said that Shen Jiuli's hand had been pulled up to take the pulse for him, and found that the pulse was peaceful. Then she let go of her breath, relieved: "The body is fine."
Shen Jiuqing Qing Lingling's eyes contained a touch of warmth: "Don't worry, I was just thinking about magic repair."
Rong Xian thought about it, took a bottle of elixir from the medicine box next to him, and said seriously: "This is the healing elixir, you've got it. Although I don't want you to use it, but Just in case. "
Shen Jiuliu did not reject the offer. He took the porcelain bottle and said, "Thank you."
Rong Xian's mouth slightly tilted: "Why are you so kind between you and me, and leave me here for a long time?"
Shen Jiuliu held the medicine bottle tightly, her eyelashes trembled, and she seemed a little shy: "It's my fault, and I'm very happy that the troublesome Xiaoxian is worried about me."
Rong Xian smiled lightly and turned to treat other patients.
The two stayed together until it was dark before they separated.
Standing at the forked road, watching Shen Jiu Liu leave, the smile on Rong Xian's face disappeared.
She rubbed the small stone on her wrist, her eyes darkened, and murmured softly: "Shen Jiuruu is looking for the murderer of the clan, Qingbo wants the blood of the sword emperor, and I want to get rid of the traitor.
She had long disliked the wolf cub in front of Qingbo. At that time, she brought the condensing moon to Wuxinya to teach her carefully, and fearing that she would be lonely, she brought back a playmate from the outside. This playmate was Ah Who knows that the two men colluded and betrayed her!
How could she not forget that during the battle of the Holy Mountain, she was secretly dying, and Grandma stood beside the condensing moon, and those eyes looking at herself were cold and murderous.
When Rong Xian closed her eyes and opened them again, all the emotions that did not belong to Dr. Rong disappeared.
She blinked and laughed.
Her eyes are very dark and beautiful. She looks like a naive child when she laughs, and because of the warm atmosphere of her body, she seems to be able to infect everyone who sees her smile.
Rong Xian gathered her sleeves and returned to the house to change her clothes. She found that most of the house was empty and her eyes flashed.
The sky soon darkened, and she took a lantern out of the house and walked around Ziwei City. The purple long dress was covered with silver gauze, the purple jade belt was tied around the waist, and the long black hair was light in the wind. The breath around her is warm and peaceful. Every move is like a peerless lady holding an umbrella across the long river of time and space in the ink and water paintings of Jiangnan, elegant and luxurious.
She walks slowly and meets familiar people on the road and chats a little. If there is a patient, she will stop and see the patient first.
Until the night was darker, because of the rainy weather, it was dark at night and could not see anything.
Rong Xian's identity today is just an ordinary doctor, so she pretends she can't see, and the light of the lantern is smooth and bright, following the path under her feet.
Until she felt the magic coming out from the northwest, the corner of her mouth drew up, and then she walked towards the city's main government in a painless manner.
Besides, Shen Jiuliu, he went to the nearest village outside the city to investigate carefully, and found that there was nothing unusual, and he could not help frowning.
Is he thinking wrong?
But the next moment he knew that it was not that he thought too much, but that he thought too little.
Overwhelming magical anger came, and in the magical qi, one person stood in the void, his breath locked tightly for a long time.
Around Shen Jiuliu was a group of people in black. The shapes of these people were very familiar, just like the time when they were assassinated in the holy mountain.
Shen Jiuliu reached out his hand, and a cold-sword appeared in his hand.
Sword pointed to the group of people in front of him, and he said coldly, "It really is you."
Grandma stood aside and swept the battlefield. He didn't do it. Without complete confidence, he didn't dare to do it for now, lest he be aware of the evil spirit prison or Xianzong.
Shen Jiuliu is full of momentum and danger, Jianguang is cold and dangerous, as if the aurora pouring down from the sky is beautiful, but under this aurora there is infinite murder.
Qing Lingling's Jianguang carried overwhelming coercion, which hindered the movement of the people in black.
The face under Qingbo's mask was gloomy like ice. I did not expect that after leaving the Holy Mountain, Shen Jiuli's strength was strengthened again.
Is it really because of the essence of sword emperor's blood?
Thinking of this, Qingbo licked the corner of his lips, his eyes were full of ambition.
His body flickered quickly, over Qing Yi and others to Shen Jiu Liu.
The two have just joined hands. The familiar atmosphere and moves make Shen Jiu's eyes look cold: "It is you who broke into the holy mountain!"
Qingbo didn't speak, and his hands moved faster and faster.
Shen Jiuliu was fighting more and more courageously, no matter whether it was the suppression of imams or the obstruction of the man in black. Whenever he was incapable, there was always a strong force flowing out of his body, so that he was not half tired.
Rong Xian (against Shen Jiu Liu) is reluctant: I did not expect that the power of the blood that escaped will make you progress so fast, it is really cheap for you.