Immortal Voices

In the room, Rong Xian made a move with his left hand, and a scorching lotus lotus floated up and down on the flame.

After the impurities in the medicinal materials were expelled, she continued to refine other medicinal materials. Each medicinal material was perfectly integrated under the control of Rong Xian's powerful spirit.

With palm as furnace, refining all medicines.

Time passed slowly, and the five uneven pills slowly became rounded under the calcination of the flames, and the faint scent of medicine overflowed, making people only feel that all the internal organs were burned.

The sweat on Rong Xian's forehead slowly leaked and her face paled. She was obviously struggling to make these five elixir. After all, her power was imprisoned by the sword emperor's blood, and she had limited mobility.

The elixir became more and more rounded and perfect, and Rong Xian's face became paler and paler.

Seeing that she could not support it, an inexplicable feeling in the meditation told her that the elixir had succeeded.

As soon as Rong Xian's eyes brightened, the flame in the palm of her right hand went out, and she did not know when a jade bottle appeared in her left hand.

She looked up at the five elixir floating in the air, and the elixir fell into the bottle one by one and was filled by her.

Looking down at Zhuo Hua Dan, Rong Xian held up his head, which meant a syllable unknown: "Well, if Master knew that I secretly made Zhuo Hua Dan, I would be angry."

Although Zhuo Huadan was able to briefly control the poison of sunshade and let her appear in the sun, the price was very high, so large that anyone could not afford it.

Fortunately, Rong Xian has Mu Lingzhu to make up only a little, but others don't know.

Zhuan Huadan's Dan Fang is in Xuanhua Mountain. The head of Tsinghua University has made achievements in the process of refining the alchemy, and he will want to understand a little bit of clues.

Rong Xian held the jade bottle tightly and rubbed his forehead distressedly, seemingly at a loss.

Once the plan has begun, some things cannot be hidden.

Rong Xian has always been neat and docile in front of Tsinghua ’s palm, and only Tsinghua ’s head is currently qualified to treat her like this.

In order to care for Tsinghua's head, although she will not change her plan, she can still take a few turns.

Rong Xian closed up the medicine bottle and raised her eyebrows softly: "Some things should be hidden from Master first, big deal ..."

Rong Xian paused, adding: "Take care to lie."

She cleared her throat and sat upright, with a straightforward posture, but she felt a sense of guilty conscience.

Rong Xian closed her eyes and sat for a while, then stood up until she recovered completely.

She casually scratched the dust that did not exist on her body, and looking at the time, it was evening.

Her eyes were dull, and Shen Jiuyuu never appeared, no matter whether he was entangled or had other considerations, she was disappointed.

Rong Xian walked to the bookcase and picked up a roll of broken bamboo slips lazily lying on the soft collapse ready to look around.

But when she just opened the bamboo slip, she sat upright, and the first line of the bamboo slip, Hao Ran, engraved the words of cursing power.

She opened the bamboo slip completely, and quickly finished reading it at a glance, and her mouth slowly raised a pleasant arc.

She stroked the bamboo slips, remembering them word by word, and then picked up the bamboo slips and walked to the bed.

Rong Xian stood on the bedside and groaned, then placed the bamboo slip under the pillow.

Not to hide, but to be discovered.

It was completely dark, and Rong Xian took a blank piece of paper from the bookcase and returned to the table to sit down.

Her back was very straight, and the silver gauze in the white skirt always gave people a feeling of purity and cleanness, but at this time it was like a sword, rather than being bent.

No matter who sees her at this time, she will no longer doubt that she is a disciple of Xuanhua Mountain, and will no longer doubt that she is a Xiu Xiu.

Rong Xian's two pale and slender hands slowly folded the white paper, her movements were very gentle, just looking at it gave a feeling of tenderness to the bones.

But if you see those phoenix eyes looking down from top to bottom, you will be totally cold, and your whole body's blood will be frozen.

It was a kind of high solitude and indifferent understanding of the world. This person was right in front of you, but there were never your reflection in those clean and clear eyes.

When you look at those phoenix eyes, you can't help but feel a despair from the bottom of your heart. In those eyes, you will look humble to the dust, small and worthless.

Rong Xian has always been arrogant, but she covered up well and was not found by anyone.

No matter how hard she had lived, and no matter how many calculations she had in the future, her pride was undiminished.

Because she firmly believes that she will live better than anyone, no matter what.

Put the folded paper crane on the palm of the hand, the paper crane fanned its wings, and kissed Rongxian's palm affectionately.

Rong Xian touched his head and said softly, "Go find Yufeng and tell him we are leaving Ziwei City tonight."

The paper crane nodded humanely, disappearing into the streamer disappearing out of the room,

Looking at the streamer disappearing, Rong Xian rubbed her nails, her eyes darkened unreliably.

Tonight is very important. The Yu chiefs are all there. How can you eliminate Yun Youfeng, a former accomplice?

She was silent for a while, opened the door and walked towards the guest house where Suzuran was temporarily residing.

When she passed the bamboo forest, she paused, and there was a streamer in her eyes.

Yuewei has surrounded the city's mansion, and it seems that he can't get away tonight.

Rong Xian's mouth radiated a radian of interest, and she could not wait at this moment.

"Sir, do you want to kill them?" Qu Lang suddenly appeared, asking tentatively.

Rong Xian glanced at him coldly and warned: "Don't do anything extra."

Qu Lang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, sir."

Seeing Rong Xian's footsteps walking forward without any pause, Qu Lang wiped out the cold sweat. In the future, don't be smart and do your own work.

Seeing that Rong Xian turned a corner and disappeared, Qu Lang quickly turned into a black mist and followed.

Come to the guest house, the lights are bright.

Rong Xian stopped at the door and seemed to be hesitant to enter.

Half a while later, when she made up her mind to enter, a crisp bell sounded along with the laughter.

Rong Xian looked up and looked surprised, "Girl?"

Wu Wenning shook the bell on her hand and asked with a smile: "Is Dr. Rong still resting?"

Rong Xian's mouth bent, "No, I have important things to discuss with Kurume."

She smiled warmly and looked as usual, as if nothing had affected her before.

As soon as Wu Wenning's body moved, people have come to Rong Xian, and his good-looking smile was as bright as fire: "It turned out to be Jiu Liu. Jiu Liu is cooking medicine for Lily of the Valley now. I'll take you there."

Rong Xian was unmoved by her intimate title, Shen Jiu Liu. He heard that Shen Jiu Liu was cooking medicine for another woman, and her expression did not change at all.

It seems that Wu Wenning really decided that she also likes Shen Jiuliu.

Rong Xian frowned, but reached out and caressed the undesired folds of the skirt.

Well, someone always uses such naive methods to find faults, and she is too lazy to cooperate.