A crisp sound of ‘dingdang’ sound rang out.

Rong Xian looked down and saw that the silver needle that had no choice but to let her have any help was thrown on the ground like a garbage thrown by the water spirit bead, and half of the heavy water on the silver needle had disappeared.

Rong Xian stretched out his hand, and the water spirit bead fell obediently in her palm.

She turned the water spirit bead and took a closer look, and smiled softly and said, "It's useful."

She could sense that the half drop of Xuanming heavy water was inside the Water Spirit Bead. If she wanted to call it, she could call it through the Water Spirit Bead.

Rong Xian flipped his hand and put away the water spirit bead, and his soul dissipated in the sea of ​​consciousness.

When she opened her eyes, the doctors in the side room were still arguing.

Rong Xian turned her head and saw Rong Yu sitting on the bed with her back to her, her body tightly protecting her.

Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and said, "I haven't seen Yu'er like she is facing a great enemy for a long time."

Rong Yu suddenly relaxed when he heard Rong Xian's voice.

He turned around, with a fear on his face and said, "Master, you scared me."

Rong Xian sat up from the bed, tilted her head and smiled, "Don't be afraid, you must get used to it."

Rong Yu's face turned dark. Shouldn't he be 'Don't be afraid, will he not be able to do it in the future?' What does it mean to always get used to it?!

"Let Lord Feng disperse the doctor, don't make trouble for Qinghai County." Rong Xian said slowly.

Rong Yu nodded, stood up and walked towards the side room.

But for a moment, the noisy side room became quiet.

"Teacher, Lord Feng, Lord Tong and Lord Zhang asked for a meeting." Rong Yu stood at the door and said.

Rong Xian leaned back and leaned against the pillow.

She said warmly: "Yun."

With permission, Rong Yu walked in with Feng Tai, Tong An and Zhang Yi.

"I would like to ask Your Highness for peace." The three of them saluted respectfully.

Rong Xian smiled slightly and said, "No gift."

The three of them looked at each other and said in unison: "I have failed to observe, which has caused your highness to be frightened and guilty."

"You are no wonder about this. You are just a mistake. Get up." Rong Xian's lips curled up, and when she looked at them, she smiled with a tolerant smile, like a warm spring breeze, blew across the earth.

Feng Tai and the other two immediately stood up straight. Since Your Highness had made it clear that they would not blame them, they would not be foolish enough to come up and insist on your Highness to punish him.

Rong Xian seemed to have thought of something and asked Feng Tai: "How was Yan Fangfei's trial?"

Feng Tai hurriedly said: "When you go back to your highness, I have already tried it clearly. Yan Fangfei came to challenge His Highness and no one ordered him."

"That's good." Rong Xian showed a comfortable smile: "I knew I didn't have that many enemies."

Feng Tai didn't know how to answer this sentence. If His Majesty's enemies were counted, His Majesty's enemies would be countless.

"Where is Yan Fangfei?" Rong Xian asked casually.

Feng Tai: "She is still in prison."

"Since it's a misunderstanding, let it go. You can bear to put her in prison with such a charming girl, it's really heartbreaking." Rong Xian spoke slowly and said in a nearly chanting tone.

Feng Tai's face tense: "...I'll let her go."

After dealing with the matter that was in mind, Rong Xian waved her hand and said, "Go down, I want to take a rest."

"No." Feng Tai and others immediately retreated.

Rong Yu thought about it, walked out of the door and guarded the door.

In the room, a sword energy suddenly flashed through Rong Xian's eyes: "It's time to decide the outcome."

In the Ziyun Temple in North Zhao, Fu Yuhuang and Le Zhe had a great time.

She raised her hand and threw the sword out, Lezhe pushed her hands in front of her, and her powerful Yuan power blocked the sharpness of the sword.

He shouted loudly, Ziyun in his right hand wrapped around his palm, and slapped the sword back with his back hand.

Fu Yuhuang lowered her waist and fell backwards, raised her right foot and kicked the sword on the sword, and the long sword flew backwards towards Lezhe.

The long sword pierced Le Zhe's energy with endless power. Fu Yuhuang threw the wine gourd into the air. A figure flashed and the person had already arrived at Le Zhe.

Her palms floated lightly on Lezhe's chest, Lezhe's face turned pale, and he took a few steps back.

Fu Yuhuang nipped her toes, flew in the air, and kicked Le Zhe with one kick.

Le Zhe suddenly pressed down his palms with both hands, and the immortal energy surged out of his body, isolating Fu Yuhuang's attack.

Fu Yuhuang smiled loudly, her mind moved, and the long sword roared and quickly came to Fu Yuhuang's hand.

Fu Yuhuang held the sword and turned her body. She didn't see any movement. The sword was already on Le Zhe's neck.

At this time, the wine gourd also fell down.

Fu Yuhuang raised her hand to catch it, raised her head and took a few sips, and whispered: "Happy, boy, you have a fight with me. I'll invite you to drink next time."

While she laughed, the man was already standing on the sword and flew into the depths of the void.

The strong wind blew her long hair and robe. Instead of isolating it with her own power, she let the awe-inspiring cold wind slap her body.

She was dancing in chaos, and she sighed loudly: "Ban Banners and gourd leaves, pick them up. A gentleman has wine, and drinks it and tastes it..."

She took a few more sips of wine and tried to sweep away her regrets, but the wine that came to her mouth was even more bitter than before.

Because she wanted to invite someone who drank, but she would never be able to invite someone. How can she not regret it?

Looking at the unrestrained figure moving away, Le Zhe coughed a few times, and a trace of red blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth, which looked like he committed suicide by biting his tongue.

Deep in his eyes, he was filled with envy or jealousy, and he stroked his chest for a moment of confusion.

"Is Fu Yuhuang..." he murmured.

Singing with a sword, resentment, coming and going as freely as the wind, being arrogant and casual, this way of life is really enviable.

"Are you moved?" The woman in a shiny dress slowly walked to him and stared at the distance and asked.

Le Zhe shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just feel inexplicably."

He looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, and suddenly smiled and said, "I want to live like her."

"You know, we can't do it, and the Taoist Lord doesn't allow me to wait so freely and casually." The woman said softly.

She was also envious, but the saying "I can't help myself" was not something she said.

In the afternoon of the same day, the people list was updated.

Fu Yuhuang jumped from 137th place in the human list to 126th place. With her early stage cultivation level of the Earth Immortal, she defeated Le Zhe, who was the second perfection of Earth Immortal. Her strength was shocking, and it attracted the strong men to pay attention to her.

At this time, in Qianjing, in the Taiwei Mansion, Bai Muli, who had just returned from the visiting department, was thrown into his arms by the oncoming woman.

"Brother Li, do you want me anymore?" The uneasy voice made Bai Muli feel soft.

Bai Muli is very handsome, with deep eyebrows and clear outlines. Her thin lips give people a sense of indifference and affection, but also sexy and seductive.
Chapter completed!