Immortal Voices Chapter 72: Healed
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Rong Xian looked up at his eyes, and two spirit beads shone Rong Xian radiating light. Mysterious energy penetrated into Rong Xian's body. The two energies gathered together, which was better than the supreme elixir.
Rong Xian can clearly feel that the injury in his body is getting better quickly, and even the decay of his soul is slowly healing.
‘Boom boom boom. ’
The knock on the door awakened Rong Xian. She opened her eyes and pinched the time to realize that the night had passed so quickly.
Aware that the people outside the door are still waiting, she thought for a while, and said in a deep voice: "No matter who it is, stop it."
She has to heal her injuries as soon as possible now, and she can't let her body decline, or she will easily hurt her foundation.
In an instant, there was a respectful response from the maidservant: "Yes, girl."
Rong Xian closed her eyes again, sinking her mind into healing.
The internal injuries healed very quickly, followed by the spirits.
The huge divine soul was drawn by the power of the profound, and although it did not recover quickly, it was much more solid than before. And every time the heart beats, the blood in the body quickly flowed and replaced, and the ordinary blood was quickly replaced by the golden sword emperor's blood.
This feeling of seeing oneself from weak to strong is so addictive, even with Rong Xian's concentration, she can't help sinking, and she wants to practice like this until she is unmatched.
But obviously, others can't stand it.
Especially Shen Jiuliu who has not seen Rong Xian for four days. Since watching Rong Xian walk into the room that night, he has never seen Rong Xian come out again. Every time he comes to find someone, he is stopped by the maid. .
If he didn't sense Rong Xian's breath clearly, he was afraid he couldn't help breaking in.
"I haven't seen Xiaoxian today?" Shen Jiuliu asked quietly, standing at the door.
His breath is as cold as frost, and his tone is as clear as frost, which is daunting.
Although the maidservant was a little frightened, she was very respectful and polite, but she said nothing different from the previous four days: "Shen Shaoxia, Doctor Rong has ordered that no one can enter without her order."
Hearing these familiar words, Shen Jiuliu didn't have any expression on his face, his expression was cold, but his eyes were slightly worried: "This is the fifth day, Xiao Xian has never come out, and he has never even used food. Right?"
The maidservant hesitated for a moment and replied: "Never."
As soon as the voice fell, the maid just felt cold all over.
Shen Jiuliu's eyes sank, and there was a flash of worry in his eyes. Xiaoxian didn't have bigu, and there was a problem with the meal after not going out for so long, but this maid stood here stubbornly to stop him.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and Liang Liang asked: "Is Xiaoxian telling you to stop me from waiting or someone else's order?"
The maid replied without thinking: "Dr. Rong meant it."
Shen Jiuliu examined the maid for a long time, and the coldness in her eyes disappeared when she saw that she was telling the truth.
Since some people didn't deliberately imprison Xiaoxian, why didn't Xiaoxian appear for a long time?
Liu Lan and Si Wenning leaned against the big tree beside them. Seeing this scene, there was a glimmer of jealousy in Ling Lan's eyes. She bit her lip and said: "Brother, Doctor Xu Shirong doesn't want to go out to see a doctor. , You are so persecuted."
Si Wenning sat on the tree trunk, shaking her legs, the bells on her feet jingle, she smiled and didn't interrupt. After all, Rong Xian was probably because of what she said before to avoid suspicion. She didn't say anything to lead her. Shen Jiuliu doubted it.
Shen Jiuliu ignored her, looking at the closed door, just about to step forward, Qing Yi's figure suddenly appeared, and a baby with an innocent smile on her face said: "Shen Shaoxia, Doctor Rong temporarily No guest."
The people outside the door are confronting each other. Inside the room, Ye Mingzhu renders the room like day, but it is less tacky than day.
The obscure fluctuations around Rong Xian suddenly disappeared, and the two beads floating in front of her turned into a ball of light and rushed into her body.
Rong Xian opened her eyes, the divine light in her eyes flickered, making people afraid to look directly. Her pale face gradually became rosy, and her mouth curled up with a faint arc, with a high degree of indifference and coldness, with a temperament like an abyss, and an indifferent and lonely breath that separated the world from her.
She seemed to sense the scene outside the door, her eyes moved as dark as an ancient well, and the breath of an abyss spread out, the curvature of the corners of her lips remained unchanged, but the breath of the whole person seemed to be subverted and became soft and kind , Gentle and harmless, as clean as a clear spring that can be seen to the end with a single glance.
"The injury is healed." Rong Xian muttered, her expression extremely complicated.
Unexpectedly, the simultaneous use of Water Spirit Orbs and Water Spirit Orbs has a miraculous effect on healing wounds, and the effects of the other Spirit Orbs may be even stronger.
Such a treasure must be found as soon as possible. She doesn't want to let this thing fall into the hands of others and become a possible tool for enemies to deal with her.
Well, Rong Xian, she has always been so proactive.
She lifted the curtain and walked slowly out of the bed, her long black hair draped behind her, and the blue hairpin bound her hair at will. It was casual and soft, which made people feel good at first glance.
Standing at the window, she gently touched the temperature on the curtain, and whispered: "Ye Qingfeng, don't let me down."
At that time, sending Ye Qingfeng to look for other spirit orbs was also compelling. There was really no one around her who could do this task. Coupled with her inexplicable trust in Ye Qingfeng, she sent someone out on impulse, and I don’t know how he is now. .
Rong Xian pressed down his thoughts, turned around and covered the white dress of last month with silver gauze, her long hair was bound by a plain ribbon, and her waist was still a constant purse.
After taking care of herself carelessly, she flicked her sleeves and opened the door gently. The cold-breathed young Jianxiu stepped in instantly, a pair of eyes always showing coldness by the window. The woman's time suddenly disappeared, leaving only gentle lingering.
"Xiao Xian." Shen Jiuliu yelled softly, with a tenderness that could not be concealed in his biting voice.
Rong Xian didn't realize how crazy this uniqueness of being indifferent to the world and gentle to her alone is, maybe she realized it, but she didn't care.
She felt it, but couldn't empathize.
Sometimes Rong Xian also wants to be like an ordinary person, really staying with Shen Jiu for a lifetime, loving and turning his head. She also wants to know what this love is about, how it makes people feel bad, and only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.
But--
#Yes, the meaning of this seat is that all the people in this seat are scum#
#No one is worthy of this seat#
#It’s not as interesting as practice#
Rong Xian never denies her arrogance, because she is strong and scheming, turning her hands for clouds and hands for rain, her disguise is not seen through, she can become any kind of personality, can live whatever she has thought of life.
Rong Xian's ultimate goal is to be detached, and everything that happened during this period is not worth mentioning to her, so she does things carelessly, and can use some thoughts for something a little bit more interesting, boring or destroying or ignoring.
What love is, it's not worthy of her care at all, and she doesn't need this kind of burden.