Chapter 82: Liangqing

The white satin covered her eyes. She could not see Yun Youfeng desperately, the blood in front of her, and the worry on her friend's face.
No one else could see the emotion in her eyes, and they didn't know what the eyes that should have been full of Yuehui looked like this.
What happened, what happened to Xiaoxian.
Shen Jiu's brows frowned, and the battle with Grandma was absent-minded, and he knew that he couldn't continue this way.
Suzuran was seriously injured, and Yufeng had only half his life left. He would die here if he continued to fight. Perhaps they could not get out of the city's main government.
Shen Jiuliu took out the sword charms that the three elders had given him from his arms, and the sword gas poured into them.
Grandma's pupils shrank sharply, and her hair was clamoring for danger, danger!
He turned without hesitation and fled towards the distance. He just flew out not far, and the overwhelming sword turned into a long-handled sword centered on Shenjiu Liu, strangling all enemies around him.
The three elders who had just stepped into the city's main house caught Aya by hand, threw his repair to Fenghe, and quickly flew towards Shenjiu Liu.
The young master used his protective sword energy, and it seems that the situation is not optimistic.
The situation of Shen Jiuliu was not as difficult as the three elders imagined. Since Rong Xian lifted the imprisonment for him in the ice room, he refined the huge aura left in his body and repaired it quickly.
In the past, fighting with Grandma could not escape, but now I can fight against Grandma and I can hold it undefeated.
But Shen Jiuliu couldn't even care about the escaped grandma now. He glanced at Yuewei, who was seriously injured by the three elder swords, holding the sword and flew towards Yunyou Feng.
A sword stabbed the man in black behind Yun Youfeng. He pressed Yun Youfeng's shoulders to stop his death-seeking behavior. Shen Sheng asked: "You Feng, why are you so impulsive? If you go on like this, you will be dead. "
Yun Youfeng's hand holding the knife was shaking, his eyes were blurry, and his consciousness was gradually becoming unconscious, but he knew what he was going to do: "Long stay, leave all these people, don't let go."
A slight footstep sounded, and Rong Xian came over in a white dress stained with blood. She crouched down and asked the man in black who had been stabbed by Shen for a long time but had half his life: "Does it hurt?"
People in black eyes were full of thirst for life, and his voice replied harshly: "It hurts."
Rong Xian finally got the answer. The corners of her mouth were slightly tilted, but she was soft and inexplicable. "It turns out you hurt."
It turns out that people are the same. They hurt. I hurt. You hurt.
Since everyone is the same, is the difference between death and death just because of weak meat and strong food?
Yeah, weak meat and strong food.
Humans are sometimes warm, united and friendly, warm and beautiful. Sometimes, like beasts, the flesh feeds on the weak, and the fittest survive.
She knew it more than a thousand years ago, stumbled, and finally found the answer to get her back to where she was.
It seems that Rong Xian's hesitation was noticed. The man in black resisted the pain and jumped up, wanting to hold Rong Xian away.
Shen Jiu was surprised, before waiting for him to react, Rong Xian squatting on the ground swung his sleeves without lifting his head, and a silver needle was pinned on the man in black, and the man in black was stiff and numb. He smashed to the ground, except that his eyes could move, he could no longer control his body.
He was annoyed. Although Rong Xian was not high, she was a doctor. The doctor's poisoning was the most indefensible.
"Little lord." The old, thick voice sounded, and the three elders finally arrived.
Shen Jiuru looked coldly, "The three elders, help me catch these men in black."
The three elders bowed their heads, and their five fingers flew open. The huge spiritual power held all the people in black in captivity and repaired them by hand.
"Three grandpas," Suzuran shouted happily.
The three elders saw the pale face of Lily of the Valley, felt the instability of her breath, her face changed, and she saw that the grown-up doll was injured, which was almost intolerable.
Two sword qi popped up at his fingertips, and the sword qi became sharp and pierced through the chests of the two moon guards, making the extremely difficult moon guards that Suzuran cope with simply died.
Fan He broke into the courtyard, ran the grandma still on the ground, and quickly ran to the front of Suzuran, asking with concern: "Suzuran, are you injured? How is it now? Fix you."
Suddenly, Suzuran called, "Sister."
She sat on the ground obediently, she knew that if this injury was not healed quickly, it would have a great impact on the future cultivation.
Wu Wenning glanced at the corpse on the ground, and sat cross-legged to begin healing.
On the other side, Yun Youfeng shook his head. Excessive blood loss and heavy injuries made his eyes dark for a while.
He bit his tongue, braced his sword to Rong Xian, and said weakly, "Rong Xian, the men in black are all here."
Rong Xian was silent for a long time, slowly whispering, "In the future, we will have two grudges."
Yun Youfeng's head sank and finally fell to the ground.
Before losing consciousness, his only thought was: when did Rong Xian recognize him.
"You Feng." Shen Jiuyu was startled.
He squatted down to examine Yunyou Feng, and when he found that the man was still breathing, he felt relieved.
Yun Youfeng's breath was weak and his whole body was hurt.
Shen Jiuyu took the healing elixir from his arms and stuffed it into his mouth. The effect of Rong Xian's refined elixir was very obvious. The elixir was only imported for a moment, and Yun Youfeng's injury was stabilized.
Shen Jiuliu then looked at Rong Xian who was crouching on the ground. The white satin covered the clean phoenix eyes. He couldn't see Rong Xian's emotions and could only ask inquisitively: "Xiao Xian, why ... "
Why is it so abnormal, why is it forcing yourself to do things you do n’t want to do, and why you would lose your mind because of your ordinary sentence and generally ignore life ...
He didn't ask too much why he was directly interrupted by Rong Xian.
Rong Xian's voice was slightly cold, as if snowflakes fell on the tip of her nose and there was generally no temperature. She said coldly, "Don't call me Xiao Xian."
That was Yu Xiu's call, not Shen Jiuliu who didn't remember anything.
Shen Jiu stayed stiff, and for a long while didn't speak.
His cold eyebrows were blank, he didn't know what happened, he didn't understand why Xiaoxian's attitude had changed so much, and he didn't understand how Fengfeng was different from the past.
Everything that happened tonight seemed like a nightmare, but the root of the nightmare he didn't understand. He was like being in the fog, confused.
Rong Xian bypassed him, walked slowly to the imprisoned man in black, and asked headlessly, "Who else?"
The man in black looked blank, wondering what she was asking.
The corners of Rong Xian's lips were bent, and his voice was soft and soft: "You know what I'm asking, uncle."
The man in black stiffened for a moment, pulled off his mask, and asked dryly, "When did you recognize me?"
Rong Xian rubbed the beads on her lower wrist, and Yun Dan said lightly: "Just now."
"Impossible," Qingbo countered subconsciously.