The monk has always paid attention to this kind of inspiration flash. He threw a sentence at Bai Changyue and then flew anxiously towards the distance. In that direction, Hao Ran was Ling Junyi's position.

Yunyoufeng was heading towards Shiqiaojian with a clear goal. He thought to himself, the girl’s brother is indeed here.

This is the Yu tribe, what is he here?

Are you here to find a cultivator with the essence and blood of the Sword Emperor, or a demon cultivator?

People who are still in the Yu clan are not considered good intentions no matter what their purpose is.

Although he thought about it this way, Yunyoufeng's speed did not slow down at all. In any case, it was a little girl's wish to see her relatives, and he could not convince himself to abandon it.

Just as they were thinking, they bumped into someone on the other side. The two of them fell to the front with a "bang" sound.

"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention to the road." Yun Youfeng rubbed his shoulders and apologized with guilt.

He had been distracted just now, but he didn't notice someone coming.

Ling Juncong got up from the ground, and said anxiously: "No need, I'm in a hurry to go, I didn't pay attention. Brother, don't pass by."

The bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he didn't want to waste any time.

Yun Youfeng's heart moved and blurted out: "Let you follow me?"

Let the king subconsciously respond: "What's the matter?"

After the two of them asked and answered, they were all confused.

Before Ling Jun could speak, Yun Youfeng pulled him up and ran to the distance, saying, "Your sister is waiting for you, she can't hold on."

Let the gentleman burst into his mind, as if all his senses had disappeared.

He had only one thought in his mind, what does it mean that his sister could not hold on anymore, shouldn’t she stay at home obediently?

By the big tree in the distance, Rong Xian looked down at the half-dead girl and chuckled softly.

Her laughter just came when a cold wind blew, and the wind seemed to have opened up some mechanism. The bloody aura in all directions centered on Shiqiaojian surged.

The bloody and evil spirit gathered on Rong Xian like a river converging on the sea.

At the same time, the white skirt on Rong Xian's body slowly climbed up blood, and blood-stained runes outlined mysterious tattoos on the red skirt.

Her figure slowly turned from emptiness, and the warm face still had a gentle smile, but there was no smile in the clear phoenix eyes.

Rong Xian walked step by step to Ling Junyi, looked at her condescendingly, and asked knowingly: "Does it hurt?"

Junyi opened her eyes with difficulty, and her eyes suddenly widened.

"Xi, Master Xixin!" Junyi said in horror.

This is a mysterious person who appeared in the Ling family’s ancestral home before!

Ling Junyi didn't know how strong the Lord Xixin was, nor did she know what the Lord Xixin was, but she knew that even the ancestors could not do anything to this woman.

"Are you here to kill me?" Ling Junyi asked with a pale face.

She cannot die here. She has not seen her brother yet and has not fulfilled the ancestor's will. She cannot die.

But she has no way to escape now. What should she do?

Although she tried her best to show her calmness, Rong Xian saw the tension and despair deep in her eyes.

Rong Xian curled her lips and said gently: "I don't kill anyone, don't be afraid."

Ling Junyi: "..." Then don't scare me.

She swallowed and asked hoarsely: "Don't you really kill me?"

Rong Xian said with a very good temper: "I didn't even kill your ancestors, how could I kill you?"

It made Junyi tremble, and she didn't feel at all relieved.

"Then why are you here?" Ling Junyi asked with his head raised.

Rong Xian thought for a while and said frankly: "I have always followed you, but you can't see me."

"!!" Junyi was even more scared. Her bright eyes were covered with a misty mist. "What do you want to do?"

Rong Xian tidied up her sleeves and said freely: "I'll get something."

Junyi puzzled, what could she be coveted by this mysterious person?

She asked blankly, "What?"

Rong Xian smiled and answered questions: "A gadget."

After saying that, she reached out and grabbed it in the air, and a Na Jie exuding an ancient aura immediately flew out of Ling Junyi's body.

"No, no!" Ling Junyi was immediately panicked when she saw the things she stolen.

That was all the things they had from the family, she couldn't throw them away, it was for her brother.

Ling Junyi rushed towards Rong Xian and tried to grab the ring, but because the oil in her body was exhausted, she fell to the ground and fell directly to the ground.

Rong Xian didn't even look at her, and played with the ring in her hand, and said excitedly: "I think I'm underestimating your Ling family."

She was silent for a moment, as if she was organizing language, and then she smiled and praised: "Your surnamed Ling is really capable, and you can always find a way to leave a backup plan for yourself."

Revealing Junyi raised her head in a daze: "What are you talking about?"

Rong Xian sent out an unknown syllable: "Well."

She raised her eyes and a thin stone suddenly flew up in the air, slashing through Ling Junyi's arm.

The blood splashed out, which made Junyi unable to even scream.

Rong Xian waved her sleeves and rolled up the blood stains in front of her.

Her fingertips became empty, and the drop of blood oozed into the ring.

The next moment, the ring suddenly burst out with a dazzling light.

After the light dissipated, a figure of immortal spirit and Taoist bone appeared above the ring.

The faint pressure spread, but avoided Ling Junyi and pressed directly towards Rong Xian.

Rong Xian's eyes darkened, and the curve of the corners of her mouth deepened a lot.

"Who are you? You don't have the blood of the I-Ling family. How can you open the Ling family ring?" The old man stared at Rong Xian coldly, as if Rong Xian was wrong, and then crushed the person directly.

Rong Xian pondered and said, "This is a long talk."

"Long story!" the old man said in a deep voice.

Rong Xian responded with kindness, then she raised her jaw to Ling Junyi who was lying on the ground, and said with a serious expression: "I thought this was already obvious."

The old man looked at the junior who was only breathing in one breath, then looked at Rong Xian in a very good complexion. He didn't know what he had thought about, but his expression calmed down and said, "Thank you for saving me, my junior."

Rong Xian blinked and looked at the old man several times as if he was looking at something strange. Then the Lord Rong sighed with great comfort: "I am very happy that the old senior thinks I am a good person, although I don't know where the old senior came from."

After pausing, Rong Xian said straightforwardly: "In fact, I didn't save her."

"Hmm? Do you want to kill her?" The old man immediately turned his back, and the breath around him was particularly dangerous.

Rong Xian seemed to have not noticed anything, and was not angry at the old man's malicious speculation. Instead, she said with a serious face: "Senior, don't frame me, I will never kill anyone."

Old man: "…"

The old man guaranteed with his cultivation that the girl in front of him would never lie.
Chapter completed!