Immortal Voices

Then, Qingbo heard the old man who could not lie stuttering, “No …”

However, with respect to Shang Qingbo’s somber complexion, Rong Xian didn’t seem to be good at lying on the surface. He could only lower his head and tell the truth. , So stayed there to take care of him, and did not return until he woke up in the morning. “

Even if she didn’t say it, Qingbo could find out where she was last night, and it was Dr. Rong’s person who was honest and honest.

Although Rong Xian made Shen Jiuliu guard against Qingbo, the two must meet, and the wolf cub behind Qingbo still had to be eliminated by the Holy Mountain.

If Qingbo is exposed, it has nothing to do with her. She has informed Qingbo Liu of Qingbo’s doubts in advance, which has perfectly removed her.

Rong Xian’s words were fine, but the cause and effect were disturbed.

She wanted to see Shen Jiu stay out, and seeing Xiao Ru Niang to see a doctor was just a cover.

“The disciples did not deliberately do not go home at night.” Rong Xian said innocently, blinking his eyes.

Qingbo: Who wants to let you go, I’m not your mother.

His tone was difficult to hide, and asked, “Do you know where Shen Jiu kept? Was he still in that ruined temple when you left?”

What a hell, that kid was obviously in Ziwei City. He sent someone to search but couldn’t find anyone.

Rong Xian glanced at him and said hesitantly, “Uncle, are you too concerned about your disciples’ friends?”

Qingbo pondered for a moment, thinking that the twists and turns might make Rong Xian doubt, destroying his image of loving and friendly elders in Rong Xian’s heart, Shuier still relies on Rong Xian.

He yelled at Rong Xian: “Some time ago, a magic repair appeared in a village outside the suburb of Ziwei City. I heard that Shen Jiuliu’s practice is profound, so I wanted Shen Jiuliu to help me see if he could catch that magic repair. . “

Rong Xian’s face quickly became serious, followed by a crap: “Uncle, why didn’t you say such a serious matter earlier, I don’t know where the village is? Can the people be in serious trouble?”

Qingbo: Whoever cares about those mortals, the important thing is the sword emperor’s essence.

His look was as uncomfortable as eating a fly: “It’s okay for a while, but the magic repair doesn’t catch it, and sooner or later something will happen. For the safety of the people, you nephew, you must ask Shen Jiu Liu to help.”

Rong Xian nodded and said involuntarily: “Uncle, rest assured, the disciples will persuade long stay.”

After a pause, she asked, “Uncle, would you send someone to follow the disciples?”

Qingbo: “… No.” I found that you sent someone to do something. It ’s useless to send it. No matter how high it is, you haven’t been smashed by your medicine. It’s almost unpredictable.

He now knows why Rong Xian dared to walk alone alone, and he let the specter wince by relying on the magical medicine of that god.

Yesterday’s incident passed temporarily, Qing Bo looked kindly and took Rong Xian to the ice room to see Zeng Shui for medical treatment.

Zeng Shui’s face improved day by day, making Qingbo very happy.

After finishing the injection, Rong Xian rubbed her eyebrows and said exhaustedly, “Uncle, Madam can already go out of the ice room, and I will not use it here for medical consultations.”

Qingbo was so happy that she could leave the ice room to prove that her wife’s body was stable and she was no longer dying.

“Uncle, the disciples will then give the wife needles every three days. You can now use the spiritual power to nourish your wife’s body. Within half a month, the wife will wake up.” Rong Xian was very sure.

Qingbo hugged Zengshui tightly and murmured, “Shuier, I will see you again soon, you will soon wake up, Shuier …”

Rong Xian looked at the inseparable posture of the two, turned around, and left space for them.

After Rong Xian left, Qingbo put his wife flat, looked back, and asked, “Senior, from now on I will send someone to the nearest village outside the city, will you follow?”

A cloud of black fog fell into a tall figure before Qingbo. The man was in a navy blue robe with a large iris flower embroidered on the edge. It didn’t look like a devil, but a family boy.

“Are you sure Shen Jiu Liu will go?” Grandma asked.

Qingbo said with certainty: “Okay. Do n’t forget, Shen Jiuliu and Rong Xian met each other. Looking at Rong Xian’s appearance, the two got along well. You are also clear what kind of person Rong Xian is, even if Shen Jiulu notices If he does not go well, Rong Xian will convince him. “

Grandma hummed quietly: “You have no hesitation in using your teacher and nephew. Don’t forget, she is your wife’s life-saving benefactor.”

Qingbo sneered: “It is her honor to save my wife. Expecting me to be grateful to Dade, that is a delusion.”

Amahaha laughed: “You are more ruthless than those of me.”

After all, it turned into a dark mist.

After he left, Qingbo walked out of the ice room and let Qingyi lead a team of men and women towards the city.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Qingbo sighed: “For peace of mind, let’s go in person.”

Besides, Shen Jiu Liu stayed here. Since Rong Xian left, he left the ruined temple.

He walked on the street with an umbrella, but in his mind, it was not Rong Xian, but Ziwei City Lord.

Xiaoxian said that Ziwei City Lord’s attitude towards him was too enthusiastic, and he specifically told him not to appear in the city’s government.

If the owner of Ziwei City was kind, Xiaoxian would not say so, unless that person was malicious to him.

He has just come out of the holy mountain, has been on his way all the way, and has not avenged people. And he was convinced that he never knew any Ziwei City Lord, and why the Ziwei City Lord behaved so strangely.

Unless he plans otherwise.

It is not clear what Shen Jiuliu is trying to figure out, but he will definitely figure it out.

Of course, there is another possibility that can rise in Shen Jiu’s heart-that person already knows himself!

His eyes flashed, this man was either from the holy mountain or the group who said they were ‘Yu Remains’.

Xiao Xian said that the owner of Ziwei City is a disciple of Xuanhua Mountain, so there is only one answer.

Shen Jiu Liu took a deep breath and closed his eyes heavily.

When I opened it again, the cold eyes were like a cold lake, deep in coldness.

Soon, he’ll be sure.

In the afternoon, Rong Xian still went out to see the doctor as usual.

I used to go to the Western District, and this time she came to the Eastern District.

East District mouth, Shen Jiu Liu has been waiting for a long time.

The white coat was light and soft, and the cold look softened like a pool of water after seeing Rong Xian.

“Today is later than ever.” Shen Jiuliu naturally took the medicine box from her and said.

Rong Xian walked side by side with a soft tone: “When I went to see Xiao Ru Niang’s kiss last night, I accidentally found that someone was following me, thinking that it was a taunt, so I was faint. people.”

It seemed that she was blushing slightly when she talked about her funeral: “When I went back to the house in the morning, my uncle asked me specifically about this and said a few words, so it took some time.”