Lu Yuan thought for a while and replied, "I probably know."

Although Rong Xian has a low cultivation level, she is still very smart.

Ling Juncong blinked and didn't ask anything more.

People still came over the mountain one after another. Seeing that the surroundings were occupied by powerful monks, they did not dare to talk too much, and they all found a suitable place to stop.

The sun sets westward, and a stream of smoke rises in the small village.

Seeing the smoke from cooking, all the monks subconsciously became alert.

The rippling of blue smoke rushed straight into the sky and was blown away by the wind. Only then did those who had heard of Rong Xian's methods breathed a sigh of relief.

Then they secretly laughed at themselves as just a mortal cooking, and it was too much of a problem for them to be so vigilant.

Until the sky became completely dark, no abnormalities occurred, and the cautious monks also relaxed.

In the room, after using the meal, Rong Xian blew out the candlelight and went to bed and pretended to go to bed.

Now she is full of dangers and cannot fall asleep with a heartbroken heart.

She sat cross-legged, with two beads floating in front of her.

With the mobilization of spiritual power, Rong Xian's body was filled with water vapor and green for a while, but these auras were completely locked in Rong Xian's room, and there was no fluctuation spreading to the outside.

When Lu Yuan and Ling Juncong saw the candle fire in the house go out, they swayed and found a big tree to nest. Their eyes were bright and there was no sleepiness at all.

In the past two days, countless monks have come to Rong Xian. Who knows if someone will attack at night? They still protect people when it is so important.

No matter what purpose they are following Rong Xian, they are impressed by what Rong Xian has done these days.

The protection at this moment is from the heart.

But as the night darkened, Lu Yuan and Ling Jun, who were nestled on the tree, were so weird that they could not hold on to close their eyes.

At this time, several figures came from all directions and rushed towards Rong Xian's house with clear goals.

Inside the house, the glory of the night pearl suddenly enveloped the entire house. A silver needle pierced the window paper and drove the uninvited guests who were trying to break into the house.

Lu Yuan and Ling Jun opened their eyes suddenly. They quickly took out the detoxification pill and stuffed it into their mouths. Before they knew it, they almost fell asleep, which made their faces look very ugly.

Feeling the sleepiness in their minds disappeared. When they were about to jump off the tree, Rong Xian had already put on her clothes, opened the door with her hair loose and walked out.

Her expression seemed ashamed and annoyed, and her gentle voice rarely showed a hint of coldness: "You are so kind to educate me when you forcefully break into a woman's boudoir at night."

In the darkness, the monks looked slapped and said nothing.

In order to practice killing people and grab treasures, they have ever cared about the great defense of men and women. Any obstacles are just killing them regardless of gender. The woman in front of the peasant is an ordinary mortal, who adheres to the dogma of mortals, leaving them nowhere to start.

If it were really those guys from the Demon Sect, those people were shameless and cruel, and they would be neat and neat in taking action.

But they claim to be a famous family, how can they do such things?

For a moment, the scene was a bit awkward.

On the big tree, Ling Juncong coughed lightly and whispered: "Mu, what, I'll discuss something with you."

There was no sound in the darkness, which made Juncong's "whisper" a little conspicuous.

Lu Yuan quickly covered his mouth and looked at Rong Xian.

Rong Xian didn't seem to notice them. She had already flew to the tree in front of the house.

She stretched out her hand, and a cluster of red karma fire in the palm of her palm began to burn.

Rong Xian took out a flower and put it on the fire and started burning it. A faint fragrance quickly spread throughout the village.

"No, hold your breath." Smelling the strange fragrance, someone quickly reacted and quickly reminded everyone.

Unfortunately, as soon as he finished speaking, the man fell to the ground with a loud bang.

This sound seemed to have turned on some mechanism, and the dong dong sound continued.

Until the flower was burned, all the monks who broke in fell into a coma.

Rong Xian never can avoid it by simply holding her breath. It is adhered to the air and spiritual energy. As long as their skin is exposed or they absorb spiritual energy, they can't avoid it.

The fragrance slowly dissipated, and the flames in Rong Xian’s palm disappeared.

At this moment, a sharp sword carried Li Feng and stabbed Rong Xian quickly.

Rong Xian seemed to be unable to react, and made a mistake under her feet and fell from the tree.

At this critical moment, a pair of powerful hands hugged her tightly, and the two of them landed on the ground intact.

"Doctor Rong, is that okay?" The lazy voice was particularly clear in the night.

Rong Xian came back to her senses and immediately retreated from his arms. She said softly: "Thank you."

The clear phoenix eyes fell on the person who was raiding her. When he saw the sign on the person's clothes, his face darkened. The person from Yishui Pavilion!

A thousand years ago, she had destroyed the Taoist throne of Yishui Pavilion, but she didn't expect that it would appear again and even sneak attacked her in a gap.

Like a thousand years ago, these people's despicable behavior is disgusting.

This is because of the death of the "Lord of Xixin", and all the ghosts and monsters emerged to cause trouble.

Rong Xian looked at the man with a blank expression on his face, unable to see any joy and anger: "Do you want the sword emperor's essence and blood?"

The monk from Yishui Pavilion said coldly: "I only want you."

Rong Xian had news about the Lord Xixin. Only by capturing the Lord Xixin, they could find the whereabouts of the Lord’s artifact.

A hint of surprise flashed across Rong Xian's face, hesitated for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and said he would say no: "No, I don't like you."

Yishui Pavilion monk: Ha?

Rong Xian seemed to feel that the person in front of her was hurt by her rejection. She pondered and decided to stop it.

So she said, "It's not that you are not good, but that you are not good enough, you are not worthy of me."

This was so decisive that Lu Yuan and others couldn't help but look at each other.

The monks of Yishui Pavilion looked confused, wait, what are you talking about?

Seeing that this person was silent, Rong Xian couldn't accept such an answer.

She said helplessly with #I really can't do anything to you#: "How can you be so despicable? The world is uneasy, how can you get married?"

The monk of Yishui Pavilion: "No, I don't, I'm not..."

She said with disagreement: "Now, when the demons are coming out and the world is in chaos, you have such a high level of cultivation and do not benefit the people of the world. You are just thinking about your children's love. You are wasting the talent and strength given to you by God."

Cultivator of Yishui Pavilion:!!

The monks of Yishui Pavilion only thought something was wrong, why did he just say one thing, but in Rong Xian's mouth it rose to the height of ignoring the people of the world?

It seems like I have done something that is so angry that the heavens are resentful and have lost all my conscience.

Not only was he confused, but Lu Yuan and Ling Juncong were also a little stunned.
Chapter completed!