Rong Xian looked down, her eyelashes trembled, and there was a deep light under her eyes.

Ling Jun from? Is it possible to make a home?

She didn't miss the slightest difference, and said with a frown, "I'm Rong Xian."

Lingjun smiled from Haha, feeling extremely happy: "I know that you are Rong Xian, your medical skills are very high, and you have the sword emperor's blood."

He took a step forward and was so close to Rong Xian that both could feel the entanglement of each other's breath.

For a moment, even the air seemed ambiguous.

Ling Jun was full of jokes in his eyes, but with a faint intimidation in his tone: "I also want the sword emperor's blood, so please give me the sword emperor's blood and I will protect you."

When Rong Xian looked at him, Feng's eyes were clear and soft, as if incorporating thousands of scenery and endless moonlight, the corner of her mouth slowly evoked an extremely beautiful arc, which seemed like a childlike pleasure, but also found a novelty toy happy.

Lingjun was a little lost from a moment. This smile reminded him of Yangchun Baixue, the crystal glazed, incredibly clean and beautiful, but fragile and tight, it seemed that he could stain it with carelessness and destroy it.

He came up with a strong idea to protect it and not let it eclipse.

"But I didn't give you the sword emperor blood and you also protected me. You are a good man." Rong Xian blinked mischievously, and said childishly, "You don't have to scare me, I'm not afraid at all. "

Ling Jun asked in confusion: "You don't ask who I am, why did I appear by my side?"

Rong Xian's eyebrows were filled with cheerful smiles. She pretended to say: "Everyone who appears next to me is either an enemy or a friend, and my friends are always more than enemies."

"Do you think I'm your friend?" Lingjun asked in surprise.

He has never seen anyone like Rong Xian, smart and free, strong and interesting. Her heart is too soft and her character is too pure. This may be her biggest weakness or her greatest strength, because she is a doctor who saves people.

Rong Xian didn't have to see the darkness in the world. After all, during the days following her, Ling Jun saw several times. This person was almost fooled into a flower shop, and several times he was deceived in the name of saving others. Things.

After these things happened, he and Lu Yuan did not need to take any action at all. Rong Xian acted neatly. No one was killed or injured, but those who cared for the lesson were taught. The methods are extremely skilled and old. I am afraid she has not touched before. To such a thing.

But this person has always maintained the heart of the child, as if no one can dye another color on that pure white.

She knows the evil of this world, but is willing to believe in the good of others.

How can there be a person like Rong Xian in this world, perfect people.

Well, the premise is to ignore her mischief when she is playing.

Rong Xian could only guess what he was thinking by just looking at his expression. She frowned and stunned: "The moment you saved me, we were already friends."

Ling Jun sighed from the bottom of his heart, making friends with such people is definitely a good thing, he asked, "Aren't you afraid I have other purposes to make friends with you?"

Rong Xian's eyes are very bright and sincere, she replied: "We are already friends, no matter what your purpose, you can tell me, I won't let go of what I can do."

Ling Jun watched Rong Xian for a while and finally laughed: "Well, well, I made a good friend today."

After he laughed, he bluntly said, "I want to borrow your blood to save people."

Rong Xian frowned slightly: "Who told you my blood can save people?"

Ling Jun stunned and said, "Can't you? Before you were injured and vomited blood, I saw that your blood is very strong and able to die in the spring, so I think it can save people."

He was frank and did not doubt that Rong Xian was unwilling. He knew Rong Xian, so he waited for Rong Xian's unfinished words.

Rong Xian didn't say much, but said, "You will know after dawn, if you are not in a hurry, wait an extra night."

Ling Jun nodded from trust: "Okay, then you take a rest soon."

All in all, Fei Shen nested into the big tree aside and lived next to Lu Yuan.

Rong Xian stood silent for a long while, then turned back to the room.

Ling Jun Cong, Ling Jun Cong, you really should be glad that you didn't secretly take my blood to save people.

Previously, she left blood in the alley outside the inn and left it untreated. She also wanted to hang people. I didn't expect that the rules of the two along the way made her useless hands completely useless.

Now that Ling Jun speaks her purpose frankly, it is not good for her to lie.

She braced her head and couldn't help but sigh: "It's a godsend."

Although it was still early to Tianming, Rong Xian didn't sleep anymore. She put on a black skirt, a thin black veil covered her face, but the exposed pair of phoenix eyes gathered the clear and gentle inside.

She took a few steps forward, and seemed to want to go out, as if suddenly thinking of something, she took off the purse around her waist and put it on the table. Then she converged the breath of the whole body to the extreme, opened the door and hurried out.

On a high hill, in an area covered by black mist, a middle-aged man in a black robe sat cross-legged and practiced in the house.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes seeming to penetrate this dark mist and look somewhere down the mountain.

Then he stood up and opened the door, turning into a cloud of black mist and flying down the mountain.

Qu Qianqian, who just returned from Yan Fei, just happened to see this scene. She wondered, why was Dad going out so late?

She turned her eyes, and put on her head the ruby ​​ruby ​​rubbish that her father gave her, and turned quietly to follow.

At the martial arts ground, at the tomb.

Rong Xian clasped his hands in his sleeves, and walked over with grace and calmness. Her eyes were indifferent and cold, her back was as straight as a sword without a bend, and her body was full of strong and mysterious.

Seeing her appear, a dark mist fell in front of her, and immediately turned into a humanoid kneeling on one knee, respectfully said: "Subordinate Qulang, meet the Lord."

Not far away, Qu Qianqian, who followed her father, reached out and covered her mouth. Her eyes were unbelievable. She had no idea that her impeccable father would kneel in front of another woman in such a respectful and meek manner.

Rong Xian didn't say anything, her long and narrow Fengmian casually swept through Qu Qianqian's hiding place, mobilized the huge spiritual power in the Soul Lingzhu, and her left hand swung toward the front left.

A large palm print was formed in the air, and Qulang felt suffocated by the overwhelming pressure.

As the palm print swept away, the trees and flowers disappeared, and then-a familiar scream sounded.

Qu Lang quickly looked sideways, and saw that the palm print hit Qu Qianqian and knocked her out.

Qu Qianqian spit out her blood before she had time to get up, and the unstoppable force pulled her directly in front of the two and threw it to the ground.

"Dad." Qu Qianqian was pale, and her voice was weak toward Qu Lang.