Shen Jiuliu's cold eyebrows were filled with confusion: "It's Xiaoxian who came here."

Before, he and Xiaoxian could sense each other's traces through flowers. Therefore, after he was arrested, he was no longer worried that Xiaoxian would come for him. Unexpectedly, Xiaoxian actually came for him.

How could Xiaoxian be so reckless? What if those people found her traces?

While he was in a hurry, clear footsteps sounded in the ice room.

Shen Jiu remained conscious and looked up, and saw Rong Xian walking in unhurriedly.

"Jiuliu, you are really here!" Seeing Shen Jiuliu sitting on the ice bed, Rong Xian looked a little surprised and apologetic.

Shen Jiuliu knew that what Xiaoxian suddenly realized was that Qingbo had really lied to her. Qingbo's goal from beginning to end was herself, and what she felt guilty was that she had caused herself to be caught.

Shen Jiuliu felt a little sad, all this had nothing to do with Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian had always been innocent, everything was due to the deep Qingbo in the city.

Rong Xian stepped forward quickly. As soon as she reached the ice bed, she was knocked back a few steps by an invisible force. She pretended to stumble, and a trace of disgust quickly flashed in her eyes.

That idiot Qingbo really imprisoned people in the city lord's mansion, tsk, no brainers.

She glanced at Shen Jiuliu, who was pale, and waved the flowers in front of her with her sleeves. If it weren't for these flowers, she wouldn't have wanted to let him go.

But as a pure, kind and innocent Dr. Rong, when she could not wait for her friend, she would definitely look for news about her friend. She was always meticulous in her work and was unwilling to expose herself due to omissions in small details.

Now that she has found it, she must let Shen Jiuliu go before Leng Ningyue reacts and let him find a way to attract the people from the Holy Mountain.

"Xiao Xian, how are you? Are you okay?" Shen Jiuliu stood up, his clear eyes full of worry.

Rong Xian caressed her sleeves as if nothing had happened: "Nothing." It was just a small restriction.

She looked up at Shen Jiuliu, her eyes full of joy: "Jiuliu, I've been waiting for you all day. I thought you were delayed by something, but unexpectedly you were trapped here. It's great that I can find you."

Hearing this, Shen Jiuli's heart suddenly felt sour and sweet as if he had eaten a lemon. How could he not be happy with someone who cares about him, but - "Xiaoxian, do you know where this is?"

He fell into a coma before, and when he woke up, he was here.

Of course Rong Xian knew, and she said without hesitation: "The City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord's wife was sick before, and I have been here to treat her."

Speaking of this, Rong Xian pretended to look around and said hypocritically: "Jiuliu, why are you trapped in the City Lord's Mansion? How can I help you unlock this restriction?"

Shen Jiuliu's face changed slightly, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows became more and more bright: "Is this the City Lord's Mansion?"

His heart sank, his face became colder, and the cold color in his eyes was very obvious, but when he met Rong Xian's gentle eyes, they softened again: "Xiao Xian, since this is the city lord's palace, Qingbo city lord must have Problem, it would be very dangerous if you were discovered if you came in so rashly."

His cold voice was tinged with anxiety: "Xiao Xian, please get out of here first."

If he was discovered by those people, he would not be afraid of life or death, but not Xiaoxian. He could not let anything happen to Xiaoxian.

Rong Xian refused without even thinking about it: "No, I have to rescue you. When I saw you locked up here, I knew that my uncle must have caught you."

"He used me." Rong Xian's voice became hoarse, and her whole person felt lonely and fragile, which made Shen Jiuli feel very distressed.

Rong Xian lowered her eyes. Under her long eyelashes, her clear phoenix eyes were as calm as water, but her voice was a bit disappointed and sad: "Uncle Master has always been so kind to me, I didn't expect..."

She was silent for a moment, and under Shen Jiuliu's worried gaze, she quickly took a few steps forward, bent down and looked at the silver needle frozen on the ground by the ice.

"Xiao Xian?" Shen Jiuliu shouted in confusion as he looked at her posture.

With a flash of spiritual power in her hand, Rong Xian melted the ice on the ground and picked up the silver needle. She turned back and smiled slyly at Shen Jiuliu: "Jiuliu, I thought of a way to save you."

She stood opposite Shen Jiuliu, forming seals with her hands quickly. Although the spiritual power around her was weak, every bit of it was used in the most appropriate place.

The spiritual power formed a net and floated in the air. Rong Xian pushed forward with both hands, and the spiritual power net covered the restriction in front of her.

The restriction fluctuated for a while, and the weakest point was slowly revealed.

Rong Xian turned her wrist and the silver needle quickly flew towards the weak point.

Phew~

With a soft sound, the restriction shrank little by little, as if it was breathing out, and finally concentrated on the tip of the silver needle. A slender white finger touched the silver needle, and the last trace of the restriction's energy disappeared in an instant.

The woman in the purple skirt raised her lips and smiled, and said happily: "Jiureu, you can come out now."

She stretched out her hand to hold the young man's hand, and felt the young man's pulse without any trace. A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Your power is imprisoned."

If you go out like this, you won't be able to escape far, and if you are caught by Qingbo again, it will be troublesome.

Shen Jiuliu's expression did not change at all. It seemed that as long as Rong Xian was not involved, he had always maintained a cold and indifferent attitude: "It doesn't matter, let's go out first."

Rong Xian thoughtfully raised her hand and touched the cinnabar mole between Shen Jiuliu's eyebrows. The blood of the Sword Emperor, who was already comforted, began to boil. She said in a gentle tone: "Jiuliu, the person who imprisoned your power is too powerful. ,Although I can't help it, your own strength can break through the seal."

After the words fell, Shen Jiuliu felt a huge force pouring out from the finger between his eyebrows. A force quickly hit the restriction in his body, causing his blood to boil and his face to turn pale.

He had always known that there was a powerful power sealed between his eyebrows, and his pain came from this power. He didn't expect that Xiaoxian could actually mobilize it.

When the restriction encounters the boiling power, it is like ice and snow encountering the sun, and the layers are melted away. But in an instant, the restriction disappears.

Seeing that he had recovered, Rong Xian blinked and retracted his hand.

The moment she retracted her hand, the spiritual power in Shen Jiuliu's body suddenly became docile. Part of the previously huge power dissipated, and the rest remained in his body.

She dusted her fingers and sneered inwardly.

This is not the power of the Sword Emperor's essence and blood. She sealed the Sword Emperor's essence and blood for ten years just to prevent the essence and blood from being used by Shen Jiuli.

Although she later wasted three years to restore her power, allowing the Sword Emperor's essence and blood to break through the restriction and spill out, improving Shen Jiuliu's qualifications, she would never mobilize the remaining essence and blood power for Shen Jiuliu.

That was just her using the semi-finished spiritual power in the water spirit bead. Even so, it was comparable to what others had cultivated for fifty years. If Shen Jiuliu could use this power for his own use, he would be able to compete with Ah Qi. It's enough to fight.

She tilted her head, looked at Shen Jiuliu's cold eyebrows and smiled, and pulled Shen Jiuliu out quickly. Just as she reached the door, her steps suddenly stopped.
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