Immortal Voices Chapter 100: Yiguang (seeking monthly pass)

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Rong Xian squeezed the pill and wanted to take it, but suddenly the serious but loving face of the real Tsinghua man appeared in his mind, and the action paused.

If this were to let the master know, it would be a bit bad.

But seeing the shadows on her feet slowly covered by the sun, Rong Xian couldn’t take care of it a lot. Although the sunshade relieved her from the shackles, the medicinal properties are really annoying and tight, and I don’t know where it came from. medicine.

Rong Xian pursed her lips, and directly stuffed Zhuohua Dan into her mouth, and secretly decided to let her subordinates go down and look up the source of the medicine.

The tyrannical medicinal power carried the power of the sun into her body. The poison of the sunshade melted in the bloodline seemed to be threatened, and she rose up to resist.

The feeling of fighting between the two forces in the body is really uncomfortable, and Rong Xian can only hold back and wait for them to decide the outcome.

A loud bang rang out in her consciousness, and Rong Xian was spit out a mouthful of blood. She was shaky, her face pale, and her bright phoenix eyes dimmed.

"Cough cough." Rong Xian coughed twice, taking out a veil from his sleeve with a little shaky hand to wipe off the blood on the side of her mouth.

She lowered her head and glanced at the faint golden blood on the ground, and then dropped the blood-stained veil to cover the blood.

Rong Xian stood up staggeringly while supporting the wall. Although she felt severe pain all over, like being burned by a fire, her expression didn't reveal the slightest pain, but her eyes were slightly satisfied.

"The efficacy of Zhuohua Dan is pretty good, but it's a pity." The time to suppress the sunshade was only five days, but five days was enough for her to walk to Shiqiaojian.

Rong Xian leaned against the wall for a while, and just raised her hand to clean the blood on the ground, but her movements came to a halt.

If she glanced at the hidden corner of her eyes like nothing, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, then she took care of her clothes and walked out of the town casually.

Well, there are actually two little mice following. I don't know if they were sent or acted autonomously?

Huh?

Rong Xian's footsteps paused slightly, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, not just the two of them.

"Qu Lang." Rong Xian called softly.

In the corner, a cloud of black mist suddenly turned into a figure, Qu Lang tentatively asked: "My lord, do you want your subordinates to kill them?"

Rong Xian looked at him blankly, and said, "What kind of style can you beat and kill?"

Qu Lang: "...Yes."

Then, he heard Lord Lord's tone calm and unwavering: "The uninvited guests of last night, except for these two, the others who are still unwilling to follow me will be dealt with."

Although the description of ‘these two’ is vague, Qu Lang understands it at least, Qu Lang: "...Yes."

Why don’t you fight and kill? There are many people who died when you said ‘dispose of’.

Rong Xian reacted very quickly that she was inconsistent. She cleared her throat, and said with some discomfort: "The malice on those people is too obvious, and it is troublesome to keep it."

Qu Lang: Just be happy.

Rong Xian waved her hand, Qu Lang knowingly disappeared.

However, after a moment of effort, a faint smell of blood came and disappeared quickly. If people are not paying attention, they will not be found.

After a long time, in the alley.

A lazy beating sound sounded: "She seems to be injured. We only vomited blood after we arrived half a step late. If it's a little bit late, won't she be dead?"

Lu Yuan glanced at him and said blankly: "Even if you don't come, Doctor Rong will be fine."

Ling Juncong smiled and said: "You said that, I always think we two are very useless."

Lu Yuan was too lazy to look at him again, and walked directly in the direction where Rong Xian had left, and said as he walked: "Since you are worried about Doctor Rong, you can catch up with him, and harp and chirp here." /

Seeing Lu Yuan walking away, Ling Juncong shrugged his shoulders, and just about to catch up, he paused, and the smile on his face turned away.

He squatted down and stared at the bloodstain in front of him, his eyes stopped on the grass in front of him, and then he watched the withered grass regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye, the longer it became, the more vigorous it grew.

Until the blood on the ground was completely absorbed, the grass had grown to Ling Juncong's knees.

"The dead wood meets the spring, the vitality is strong, it really deserves to be..." The sword emperor's blood.

Ling Jun looked complicated and indistinguishable. He shot out with a spirit energy and destroyed the veil on the ground. Then he stood up and quickly chased after Lu Yuan, his expression returned to his previous laziness, as he thought in his heart No one knows what it is.

But what Ling Jun never knew was that just after he left, the gratifying grass was shrouded in sunlight for a moment, and in an instant it turned into fly ash and disappeared.

Rong Xian walked all the way towards the mountain outside the town, paying no attention to the two little mice behind him.

She didn't feel any malice in the two of them, even with some kindness.

This made her have no trouble except occasionally doing behaviors that are not in line with Dr. Rong.

Standing on the top of the mountain, the hem of her skirt fluttered gently with the cliff wind, and her dark hair raised a messy trajectory. She stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch the sun that was close but far away.

She seems to have not seen the sun for a long time, and the warm light enveloped her body, making her want to sleep comfortably.

Rong Xian closed her eyes and stretched out her hands to carefully touch the sun.

Although it is invisible, it has temperature, warmth, happiness, and can dispel any haze—light.

At this time, she has forgotten the body's all-time burning pain. People who are not in the dark will never know the preciousness of light. Even if she usually comforts herself no matter how much sun she is, she still walks in the dark. It made her a little anxious.

When the lost thing is possessed again, the joy of losing it has overwhelmed all senses.

The golden light leaked from her fingers. Rong Xian held her hands together, carefully as if she was holding a treasure, and then smiled contentedly like a child, with tenderness between her eyebrows and her eyes. Kind of the warmth of spring weather and rain.

"Hey, did you say that Doctor Rong was stupid? I ran to the edge of the cliff to blow a hair early in the morning regardless of his injury. I didn't have anything in my hand, and he was holding it so carefully." Ling Juncong used him to owe him Tune said.

Lu Yuan looked at the people on the edge of the cliff with deep eyes, and said seriously, "She has something in her hand."

Ling Juncong looked at it carefully, then looked at it again, and finally said angrily: "Wood, are you playing with me? I didn't see anything."

Lu Yuan was silent for a long time before he said word by word: "She has light in her hand."

Light?

Ling Jun was taken aback, and when he went to see Rong Xian, he found that the man's eyebrows were soft, and his expression seemed to be grabbing his most precious treasure. The golden sun shines on her body, blending with the warm smile on the corner of her mouth.

He said unconsciously: "No, she is the light."

Standing at the place closest to the sun for a long time, Rong Xian turned and walked towards another downhill path.

She didn't go fast, and she would treat patients when she encountered them in the middle, and prescribe good medicine before leaving.