Immortal Voices Chapter 134: To the public

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For more than twenty years, Bai Changyue has heard countless sighs and denials. This is the first time she has heard the phrase “can cure”. She has only now discovered that this phrase is so beautiful, than the spring breeze blowing through the leaves. The rustle is beautiful, even more pleasing than the murmur of a stream.

She was so excited, she wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

Yan Fei understands her feelings very well, but she also knows that being overwhelmed by joy and compassion can easily hurt her body. She chuckles and said: "Congratulations, Changyue, if you have a stubborn illness, you must come to my rouge city as a guest. I will definitely be a guest. Sweep the couch to welcome each other."

Bai Changyue wiped away the teardrops and sat up straight, as if the momentary loss of state did not exist. Her face was stained with a two-point smile, and the looming pear vortex on her cheek was very cute: "Okay."

Seeing that her mood improved, Rong Xian stood up and found pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the room. She held the pen in a chic and stable posture, and the handwriting was also very vigorous.

The names of the medicinal materials were written all over the paper, and her lips always wore a faint smile. The whole person was like a good ink painting scroll, which was pleasing to the eye.

Putting aside the pen, Rong Xian brushed his sleeves across the paper, and the ink was dried instantly. She handed the paper to Bai Changyue, and solemnly said: "This is the medicinal material you need to cure. If all the medicinal materials are collected Now, I will refine Nisheng Pill for you. Your body has been decayed, and although Nisheng Pill has no effect on reviving the dead, it can turn the dead energy in your body into vitality and rejuvenate."

After a pause, she said with a heavy tone: "But your cultivation level will dissipate when you recover. Of course, you can rebuild it. This does not affect your qualifications."

Her clear eyes were faintly apologetic: "Although I am just a mortal, I also know that the cultivation of a monk is the most important. But I can't keep your cultivation, sorry."

Bai Changyue holds the paper in both hands as if holding his own life, heavy and cherished.

Hearing what Rong Xian said, she folded the paper, cherished it and put it in her arms, and said seriously: "Doctor Rong, you don't have to feel guilty. I am grateful that you are too late. You saved me. I thought it would be enough if I could survive, but I didn’t expect to have the cultivation base again. Thank you, Doctor Rong."

Rong Xian's eyebrows were relaxed, as if he was relieved: "So I feel relieved."

She has such a posture that she can't see that after she plans to disappear, she will drop Bai Changyue to fend for herself.

Rong Xian took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Yan Fei, saying: "Although City Lord Yan’s internal injuries are not serious, there are many hidden injuries in the body. This healing pill will be given to the City Lord to help Yan Fei recover."

Yan Fei did not decline either, so she put it away without saying anything.

Joke, Rong Xian is the number one doctor in the world. The medicine she sent out is definitely a good thing. She is not too frustrated, of course she has to put it away.

"Thank you, Doctor Rong." Yan Fei's tone was clean, just like her.

Rong Xian raised her lips and smiled. After solving the two of them, she calculated the time and said, "There are two hours left before the daylights. The white girl and the city lord are unwell, so they should go back to rest early. The one on the left The master of the small courtyard is using it, and the room in the small courtyard on the right has everything and is considered clean. The two can go there for a while to rest."

Bai Changyue and Yan Fei understood, and after expressing gratitude to Rong Xian, they left the courtyard and walked towards the next door.

Rong Xian sent two of them out of the small courtyard, looking at the back of the two of them leaving together, she smiled indifferently, her eyes were compassionate and peaceful, like a gentle jade, filled with fairy air and mist. In, as if the sacred descended on the earth.

Bai Changyue, who had her back to her, suddenly turned around and looked at Rong Xian, who just happened to meet those clear and compassionate phoenix eyes, and she was taken aback.

"Bai Changyue?" Seeing her stop, Yan Fei subconsciously looked back and saw Rong Xian smile at her softly, warm as a spring breeze.

She sighed and said, "Let's go."

Bai Changyue nodded and followed her toward the yard. There was rare silence between the two.

After a while, Bai Changyue spoke first. She looked complicated and said: "I saw Jun Cong fall in love with Rong Xian, I still thought that if I had a chance, I could bring them together. I'm thinking about it. But now, it seems that a character like Rong Xian would not like Jun Cong anymore."

Yan Fei shook her hand in the mist, her eyes darkened: "Rong Xian likes everyone, and no one will like it. Her heart is too big, and she always cares about the whole world, not For a single person, Jun Cong is afraid that it will be hard to get what he wants."

Bai Changyue couldn’t help but smile, and couldn’t help sighing: "If one day Rong Xian will like someone, for that person can’t help but behave like you and me, no longer the demeanor of today, I will inevitably give birth to A little regret."

Yan Fei sneered, but her expression became lonely: "Love is the most incomprehensible word."

Like you and me, both fall in love with Ling Juncong, but Ling Juncong is not only in love with one person.

Whenever I want to give up, I can't help it.

Bai Changyue looked dazed: "Rong Xian is different from us."

Such a person does not belong to the mortal world at all, and it is difficult for anyone in the world to be worthy of her. No matter who it is, falling in love with such a person will be painful.

Because she doesn't belong to anyone, she should be standing in the cloud.

In her eyes, all beings are equal, and there is no difference between gods and people, flowers, and grasses.

Why should there be an existence that makes Rong Xian's soul linger and can't help himself? That existence would break Rong Xian's grandeur, it shouldn't be.

If Rongxian starts to have selfishness, her elder brother no longer, she has become a red dust for somebody, just think about it and feel that it is an irreparable sorrow.

So, let Rong Xian always stand at the highest place and watch the world. Don't show anyone to pull her off the altar, even Ling Jun never works.

Whether they want it or not, they all agree in their hearts that Jun is never worthy of Rong Xian.

The smile at the corner of Yan Fei’s mouth became bitter: "When you are young, you can’t meet someone who is too amazing, otherwise you will not be able to rest in your life, and the life after that will become mediocre."

After the two of them left one after another, Rong Xian looked abruptly into the distance, her eyebrows stretched out, and the corners of her eyebrows were filled with joy.

It's the smell of blood! The magic door has already started.

This **** smell comes from different people and different breaths. Although it is very light, it has been gradually deepening.

After tonight, the things she disliked will never exist.

The Little Thousand Worlds, which she took for granted as her own territory, will also be clean and free of disgusting dross.

Rong Xian's eyes are still clear and clean, which is incompatible with the shocking tolerance before. She is even more indifferent and lofty at this time.

Then she turned around and walked towards the room. The Shining Hua was ruined, and after dawn, she would sink into the darkness again.

Then, just before dawn, fix everything.