Immortal Voices Chapter 38: Aqi
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Then Qingbo heard the good old man who can't lie stammering: "No..."
But to Shang Qingbo’s gloomy face, Rong Xian seemed to be really bad at lying on the surface, so she could only lower her head and tell the truth: “The disciple went to see Xiao Ru Niang’s doctor. After seeing Ji Liu in the ruined temple, she found I stayed sick for a long time, so I stayed there to take care of him until he woke up in the morning and the disciple didn’t come back."
Even if she doesn't say anything, Qingbo can track her last night, and it is Dr. Rong's personality to be frank and upright.
Although Rong Xian made Shen Jiuliu guard against Qingbo, the two must meet, and the wolf cub behind Qingbo had to rely on the people of the holy mountain to eradicate.
If Qingbo is exposed, it has nothing to do with her. She has informed Shen Jiuliu of Qingbo's doubts in advance, and she has been perfectly picked out.
There is nothing wrong with Rong Xian's words, but the cause and effect are disrupted.
She went out to see Shen Jiuliu, and seeing Xiao Ru Niang's daughter was just a cover.
"The disciple didn't mean to stay away at night." Rong Xian said innocently, blinking his eyes.
Qingbo: Who wants to care if you return home? I'm not your mother.
His tone was unconcealed and urgent, and asked: "Do you know where Shen Jiu stayed? Was he still in the ruined temple when you left?"
It's a hell, that kid is obviously in Ziwei City, he sent someone to search but he couldn't find anyone.
Rong Xian glanced at him and said hesitantly: "Uncle Master, do you care too much about your disciple's friends?"
Qingbo pondered for a moment, feeling that twists and turns might make Rong Xian suspicious, and it would be bad if he ruined his image of a loving and friendly elder in Rong Xian's heart. Shui'er still relies on Rong Xian now.
He said nonsense to Rong Xian: "Some time ago, a village outside Ziwei City had magic repairs. I heard that Shen Jiuliu's practice is advanced, so I want Shen Jiuliu to help see if he can catch it. Bit magic repair."
Rong Xian's face quickly became serious, and followed nonsense: "Uncle Master, why didn't you talk about such a serious matter earlier? I don't know where the village is? Is there a serious problem for the people?"
Qingbo: Whoever cares about those mortals when he has time, the most important thing is the essence of the sword emperor.
His expression was as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly: "It's okay for the time being, but the magic repair won't catch it, and something will happen sooner or later. For the safety of the people, nephew, you must ask Shen Jiuliu for help."
Rong Xian nodded and said, "Uncle Master, don't worry, my disciple will persuade him to stay for a long time."
After a pause, she asked: "Uncle Master, would you still send someone to follow the disciple?"
Qingbo: "...no." You found out that I sent someone to do something. It's useless if you send it. No matter how high the cultivation base is, it's not that you were overwhelmed by your medicine. Human defense is hard to defend.
He only now knows why Rong Xian dared to walk alone, and with that magical skill of medicine, he made the unsuspecting person back down.
Yesterday's incident temporarily passed, Qingbo took Rong Xian to the ice room to see a doctor for Zeng Shui with a kind face.
Zeng Shui's complexion improved day by day, which made Qingbo very happy.
After applying the needle, Rong Xian rubbed his eyebrows, and said tiredly: "Uncle Master, Madam can already go out of the ice room, so I won't use it here for medical consultations in the future."
Qingbo's face was overjoyed, and she was able to leave the ice room to prove that his wife's body has stabilized and is no longer dying.
"Uncle Master, after that, my disciples will give his wife an injection every three days. Now you can use your spiritual power to warm your wife's body every day. Within half a month, your wife will wake up." Rong Xian was very sure. Tao.
Qingbo hugged Zeng Shui tightly and muttered: "Shui'er, I will see you again soon, and you will wake up soon, Shui'er..."
Rong Xian looked at the two men's indifferent posture, turned around and left them space.
After Rong Xian left, Qingbo flattened his wife, looked behind him, and asked: "Senior, from now on I will send someone to the nearest village outside the city. Will you follow?"
A black mist turned into a tall figure and fell in front of Qingbo. The man was dressed in a navy blue robe with large patches of iris embroidered on the side. He didn't look like a magic repairer, but like a son of a family.
"Are you sure Shen Jiuliu will go?" Qi asked.
Qingbo said very positively: "OK. Don’t forget, Shen Jiuliu and Rong Xian met. Judging by how Rong Xian looks, the two get along well. You know what kind of person Rong Xian is. Shen Jiuliu notices that the abnormality is not going away, Rong Xian will also persuade him."
Aqi hum lightly: "You don't hesitate to use your nephew, don't forget, she is your wife's savior."
Qingbo sneered: "It is her honor to save my wife. It would be a delusion to expect me to be grateful for Dade."
Aqi laughed loudly: "You are more ruthless than I am a man of magic."
After talking, turn into a black mist and leave.
After he left, Qingbo walked out of the ice room and asked Qing Yi to lead a team of people quickly toward the outside of the city.
Looking at the gloomy sky, Qingbo sighed: "For peace of mind, let's go there in person."
Furthermore, Shen Jiuliu has left the ruined temple since Rong Xian left.
He walked down the street with an umbrella, but instead of Rong Xian, he thought of City Lord Ziwei.
Xiao Xian said that City Lord Ziwei was too enthusiastic about him, and she specifically warned herself not to appear in the City Lord's Mansion.
If City Lord Ziwei was kind, Xiaoxian would not say that unless the person was malicious towards him.
He just came out of the holy mountain, he has been on the road all the way, and he hasn't made enemies with anyone. And he was convinced that he had never known any crape myrtle city lord, why did the crape myrtle city lord behave so weird.
Unless he pictured otherwise.
Shen Jiuliu doesn't know what he is plotting, but he will definitely figure it out.
Of course, there is another possibility that arises in Shen Jiu's heart-that person already knows himself!
His eyes flashed. This person is either from the holy mountain or the guy who says he is the "Yu Clan's remnant".
Xiao Xian said that the city lord of Ziwei is a disciple of Xuanhua Mountain, so there is only one answer.
Shen Jiuliu took a deep breath and closed his eyes heavily.
When I opened it again, my cold eyes were like a cold pool, deep and cold.
Soon, soon he will be sure.
In the afternoon, Rong Xian still went to the house to see a doctor as usual.
I went to the West End before, and this time she came to the East End.
Shen Jiuliu has been waiting for a long time at the East Side Exit.
The white clothes are light and soft, and the cold expression is as soft as a pool of water after seeing Rong Xian.
"Today is later than before." Shen Jiuliu naturally took the medicine box from her and said.
Rong Xian walked side by side with him, in a soft tone: "When I went to see Xiao Ru Niang’s pro for her last night, I accidentally found that someone was following me. I thought it was a gangster, so I was stunned. Uncle’s person."
It seems that because she was talking about her embarrassment, her face blushed slightly: "When I returned to the mansion in the morning, the uncle Master asked me specifically about this, and said a few words about me, so I wasted some time."