Chapter 2: Take the house

There was a rare anger in Shen Xi's eyes. For so many years, no one dared to calculate him so boldly. What's more, the karma for killing the Lord is not what he can bear at all, and the person who calculates him can be uneasy.
"I owe you. Before you die, I can promise you a condition." Shen Xi solemnly said.
No matter what the consequences of karma increase, Shen Xi can only make up for it now.
Rong Xian looked down and made a motion that no one knew, then looked up to Shen Xi, his eyes still cold.
She had always looked so cold and cold, and it seemed that even her death could not change her color. This makes Shen Xi regrettable, such a character was actually killed because of unclear understanding of people, unfortunately, sadly.
Rong Xian ignored Shen Xi's thoughts. She looked at the subordinates who lived and died for herself on the ground, and her emotions were not fluctuated. She refused: "No need."
Since Shen Xi is willing to owe her, she has always owed it. Such a good opportunity need not be for nothing. She believes that this promise will one day come in handy.
When Ningyue arrived in front of Rong Xian, Rong Xian quickly sealed her hands on her chest, repaired the millennium to seal instantly, and condensed into a bead, and hid. Under Shen Xi's surprised eyes, she exploded with a bang. No dead body.
Rong Xian knew that his body was badly wounded, and he couldn't live without it. He might as well use the self-explosive eye-breaking method to find a chance for himself.
No matter what the condensing moon thinks, she won't let this traitor succeed. More importantly, she wanted to see if she could use death to break away from the role of suppressing the magic prison.
The condensing moon that had just entered was knocked out by a huge momentum, and all the internal organs were seriously injured.
She wiped the blood stains on her face with a sullen expression, "Damn, Xixin dared to explode, and didn't know if the artifact had also exploded."
Obviously dying, instead of surrendering her magic path and artifact to her while she was still alive, she chose to explode. She never really trusted herself.
Nothing, as long as she died, her revenge was counted.
The dead Rong Xian in the hearts of everyone was able to preserve the spirits under the protection of the magical spirit beads.
Although there is a spirit bead, her spirit is safe in a short time, but a long time will hinder the spirit, and she must seize her house as soon as possible.
She examined the spirit, and when she saw a golden token standing in the depths of the spirit, there was a gleam of cold light in her eyes.
She couldn't even drive herself out of the self-explosion. It seemed that she had to think of other ways.
Rong Xian flew out of the sacred mountain, looked at the four directions, a legend that had been heard suddenly appeared in his head, hesitated, and flew towards the north.
Three days later, in a hidden paradise, the village is surrounded by mountains. On all sides of the mountain, there are small waterfalls flowing down all year round.
At the edge of the waterfall, a young man dressed as a warrior frowned slightly, seeming to be worried about why.
"Patriarch, the child hasn't awoken yet." The gray-haired old woman said anxiously behind him.
Yu Qing was also helpless: "When I found this child outside the village, she was unconscious. I checked her and found that she was just hungry. I did n’t wake up after three days. I don't know what went wrong. "
"Let Caiyi look again later," said the old woman.
Caiyi is a pharmacist in the clan. Anyone in the clan who has a headache and hot head always goes to see her.
Yu Qing nodded: "It can only be so."
After a pause, he seemed to feel something wrong, looked around, and asked in wonder: "Where did the mother-in-law see Xiu'er go?"
No wonder today's ears are so clean, it turns out that the little guy is not there.
The old lady smiled kindly and said, "The little monkey went to the child you picked."
"This child." Yu Qing shook her head and smiled.
In the humble room, as soon as Rong Xianfu regained consciousness, the pain all over her made her anxious to pass out again.
She could sense the repulsive force of this body, every flesh and bone was like an ant gnawing. The powerful soul seemed to be stuffed into a small bottle, becoming increasingly uncomfortable and painful.
Even with the help of the power in the spirit beads, Rong Xian still felt that the pain was not half relieved. It seemed that countless thin blades were cutting her soul, making her unbearable, and it was like someone with a huge force that cannot be rejected Slowly and slowly crushed her whole bones.
But even so, she couldn't even control her fingers.
"Well." It seemed that after a hundred years, Rong Xian used all her strength to barely let her eyes open.
Her forehead was full of cold sweat, and her face was pale and pale. When her first finger was able to move, the painful pain disappeared like a tide.
She moved, her bones crunched, like a machine reorganizing, from rusty to familiar.
Despite having suffered such a great crime just now, Rong Xian is still very happy.
This pain made her soul completely merge with the body, and this body will be her later.
Even if it is cultivation, there is no fear of hidden dangers between the spirit and the body.
Rong Xian was very fortunate to watch the spirit beads exuding huge vitality in his soul.
At this time, she had the time to explore the surrounding environment. Before she lost consciousness, she felt that there was a restraining wave around Beishan. This power was very much like the legendary sword emperor's blood.
After searching, she found a pair of father and daughter in the grass at the foot of the mountain. The man was wounded and unconscious. The girl, who was less than eight years old, was dead.
She drilled directly into the girl's body, and the vitality in the spirit beads brought the body back to life.
In order to have no worries, she looked at the man's memory with forbidden technique, erased his memory, and insisted that the spiritual force sent him thousands of miles away. I did not expect that all this would faint because of physical rejection .
But where is this? Was she saved?
At this moment, she heard an inconceivable voice.
Looking sideways, I saw a small head popping out of the wooden window.
The child looks only eight years old, but his eyes are tight.
"Well, little sister, you are awake." The child went down the wooden window, hurried to the door, pushed open the door and ran in.
He came to the bed and touched Rongxian's forehead with his hand. The little man said, "No more, little sister, are you still uncomfortable? You have been sleeping for three days, and you are hungry, it hurts It doesn't hurt, what brother do I want to help you get. "
A series of words smashed so that Rong Xian didn't have a gap to answer. The child didn't hear the voice and thought that Rong Xian was uncomfortable. She quickly grabbed her arm and shook: "Little sister, speak quickly, tell your brother where you are uncomfortable. Brother, go and give you ... "
"Well." Because of the huge pain that reappeared in the body, he hit the brain directly. When he was most relaxed, he did so again, which made Rong Xian too late to react and passed out.