Chapter 517: Quiet

Rong Yu looked at the particularly relaxed Master and hesitated, still carefully verifying: "Master, you don't like to stay for a long time, right? Nothing at all?"
Rong Xian blinked, shook her head slowly and firmly, and said, "I will never like a man weaker than me."
Rong Yu was frightened and said anxiously, "Well, what is stronger than you?"
Rong Xian narrowed his eyes, and there was a flash of overbearing killing in his eyes: "Either he surpassed him or killed him."
Rong Yu: "..." So does Master not like others at all?
This time, Rong Yu's heart completely fell back. His master looks like this. It doesn't look like he can open up in tens of thousands of years.
Not ...
The only person in the brain is the one who engages in whatever is strong. Everything depends on the cultivation, and the rhythm of the orphan is not too obvious.
Rong Yu didn't say much. He thought about it secretly. Rong's family didn't need to add a few outsiders. It was enough for the Master to have him and two younger brothers.
Regarding Shen Jiuliu, Rong Yu completely let go of his ill feelings. Based on his master's transfer of Shen Jiuli in Xiaoqianjie, he would not like Shen Jiuliu.
The mention of Shen Jiu Liu is like a stranger, let him gloat.
Indeed, as Rong Yu guessed, even though Rong Xian was thinking about Shen Jiu Liu's name, her mood was not fluctuated.
If there is a favorable test system, I am afraid it is zero.
Rong Xian's world is very clear, divided into his own people, enemies, useful people and useless people.
And Shen Jiu Liu is not even useful.
Perhaps it was useful when Shen Jiuyu was used when the container contained the essence of the sword emperor, but after Rong Xian took it back, the person was useless.
Alas, you can't blame her for being too ruthless.
Because she didn't need to rely on anyone, she could do what she wanted. She didn't want to do it because she was in trouble. A group of people rushed to do it for her.
She has the strength and the right, and this is willful capital.
It doesn't make sense that she is so capable, she still doesn't live better.
She needs to suppress her temperament, not to pretend to be sophisticated and mature, not to be slick, and never to be able to get around.
She can laugh when she is happy, and slap people when she is not happy.
Remorse is not taken for granted.
But Rong Xian is also very gentle. It is not a pretense, but a sediment of the time and the history left on her, which is the gentleness gradually calmed down by the washing of time.
Her eyes are the changes of the mountains and rivers and the stars, which is a vast world, and everything that once made her today.
While Rong Xian was gentle, the indifference revealed did not seem contradictory.
As she deserves, with the supreme sympathy of the oracles, a trace of careless pity for the world is revealed in the indifference.
Rong Xian supported her jaw, raised her brow lightly, and instructed, "You are not allowed to go to Shen Jiu to stay in trouble, either on the surface or in the dark, you know?"
Rong Yu answered quickly: "I know Master, do you still believe me?"
Rong Xian said slowly: "I don't believe it."
Rong Yu: I'm in trouble, Master.
Rong Xian was quiet here, but Fu Yuhuang was lively.
Not only did Ye Qingfeng carelessly, but many people who wanted to count Rongxian also tried to approach her. More importantly, Jiang Guoding Guomin seemed to have got some orders, and Tianer ran here.
Rong Xian raised a smile, and sure enough someone couldn't hold back.
She followed the men and ran a ban, blocking the entire room.
After doing all this, Rong Xian showed a few drops of medicinal water, a drop of essence blood and a ball of yellow mud in the palm of his hand.
Well, this scene is very familiar, just like when she pinched Fu Yuhuang and Tongzhou.
Rong Xian was very fast this time, and she was pinched out in three or two times—a three-headed doll.
The baby doll is lifelike and looks exactly like the oldest princess in a certain world. At that time, the princess was also called Ji Hao.
She worked hard to raise the child, and turned around and the child turned to her father to rebel.
Rong Xian felt that she couldn't forget it.
She turned her eyes and pinched the doll's to a woman, faintly like her.
The smile on the corner of her mouth was a bit harsh, and she was looking forward to the scene when the eldest prince met her sister.
With the palm of Rong Xian's hand, the fire spirit beads that had been taken back from the Xijiang Kingdom glowed in the air with a glowing glow.
An eyebrow flew out of her brows into the fire spirit beads, and the fire spirit beads penetrated into the mud puppet's eyebrows.
Suddenly, the light was flourishing, and the fire was shining.
After the light disappeared, Rong Xian looked down at the little dwarf who had just reached his knee.
The girl is carved in pink, and the buns are hanging on both sides. The little baby is very cute.
The child wore a white skirt, exactly the same as Rong Xian, but it was smaller and more fitted.
The child touched the bun, and milked, and said, "Mother Emperor."
Rong Xian nodded sharply and reached out and poked at her fleshy little cheek.
Then-Rong Xian wondered, "I feel no different from other children."
The child had the same consciousness as her, and then continued the sentence: "It's still a little different. It's not upsetting to cry like a child."
The words fell and the two nodded together.
The body and the incarnation remained silent for a while, and the child softly shouted, "My name is Rong Ye."
Alas, Jing Hao also has the same meaning as 'Xian'.
"Rong Ye." Rong Xian took the name aside and thought she was very talented in taking the name.
She reached out and hugged the incarnation, ignoring the shame of her own embrace. She smiled and said cheerfully, "The daughter of Rong Chao, hold the pearl on your palm."
Rong Hong called in cooperation: "Mother Emperor."
Rong Xian was holding the child in both hands, and looked ridiculous.
With the eldest prince and the second prince, and a royal prince, this drama team of Rong Chao was set up.
Rong Xian waved her hand, and Rong Yue turned into a streamer and penetrated into her eyebrow and disappeared.
She was thoughtful, and she did not know who the Emperor of the DPRK would support as her emperor '100 years later.'
Well, Rong Xian hasn't forgotten his mortal personality.
Give wax to Minister Rong Guo who broke his heart.
Rong Xian immediately lifted the restraint and sat back on the chair to figure it out.
She now has four spiritual beads, Mu Lingzhu on her, Water Lingzhu on Fu Yuhuang, Jin Lingzhu on the same boat, and Fire Lingzhu on Rong Hong.
Her gaze couldn't help looking in the direction of the mystery, which always felt that a celestial bead would give her something unexpected.
In other words, the transformation brought about by the gathering of five spirit beads.
Time seemed to move slowly but quickly, and the half-month period soon came.
The four dynasties and the Daxia dynasty and all major forces all kept their guard at the entrance to the mysterious land. After seeing a smooth and fearless death rushing in from the half-open vortex above the void, everyone was uproar.
The crowd, like arrows, flew towards the whirlpool.