Leng Ningyue stood up suddenly: "Missing? Such a big living person can actually disappear in Wuxin Cliff. What do the guards do for food?"

The supreme pressure spread throughout the palace, and the attendants knelt on the ground, trembling, and their faces turned pale.

"Your Majesty, calm down." The attendant said with trembling lips.

Leng Ningyue's eyes were full of anger: "Calm down your anger? How do you ask me to calm down my anger? Where are the guards at Tomb Mian Peak?"

"Already, he has been locked up by the Moon Guards." The attendant said in fear.

Leng Ningyue said in a gloomy tone: "Quan? All the useless trash will be executed. Why should they be locked up?"

"Hiss~" came the voice of the big snake spitting out the message, and the pressure that spread throughout the hall suddenly dissipated.

The big snake shook its ferocious head toward Leng Ningyue, "Master, someone seemed to have said the name of the little devil just now. Is the little devil missing?"

Leng Ningyue saw the snake suddenly appear, and his face changed slightly: "Ajin, do you know where Rong Yu went?"

The big snake, the big snake flicked its tail and pretended not to understand what she was talking about.

But the little devil is so unjust that he doesn't even take the snake with him when he leaves.

Seeing that the snake really couldn't ask anything, Leng Ningyue snorted coldly, and the cold voice spread throughout Wuxin Cliff: "Send the order, the Yue Guard Team will immediately trace Rong Yu's whereabouts and bring him back to Wuxin Cliff."

At the command to stop, the five figures turned into streams of light and flew out of Wuxin Cliff.

There was silence in the main hall. Leng Ningyue stood on the nine steps and closed her eyes.

Xixin, Xixin, even if you have been dead for thirteen years, I still dare not move Rong Yu.

——Today, I accept Yu as my disciple. In this life, for this one person, I will not be afraid of losing my life. If Rong Yu dies and turns into a ghost, he will subvert the world and let everyone be buried with him. The chief culprit is this person. The leader will rip off his skin and cut him into pieces with thousands of knives, and his soul will live in hell forever, suffering the pain of being eaten by evil spirits every day.

Leng Ningyue couldn't help but shudder when she thought of the oath she made when Xixin accepted her disciple. No one in Wuxinya, including her, dared to touch Rongyu.

Even though Lord Xixin has died, her power of intimidation still exists. Especially when they see Rong Yu, the fear that comes from the depths of their hearts makes them feel like they have fallen into an ice cellar and their limbs feel cold.

"Hiss~" The big snake stared at Leng Ningyue with wide eyes.

Breeder, you will definitely not be able to catch the little devil. The little devil is just like his big devil master.

Leng Ningyue couldn't understand what the big snake was saying, she just listened to it hissing in her ear, and said in an upset voice: "Gungungun, don't be an eyesore in front of me. Rong Yu has already left, why didn't you follow me?" Let’s roll together.”

The big snake was so angry at her attitude that he swung his tail fiercely, and his tyrannical momentum once again shook the gorgeous seats in the hall to pieces.

It looked at Leng Ningyue and hissed: Owner, Rong Yu is not the snake's owner, the snake cannot follow him.

"Ah Jin, get out of here." Leng Ningyue saw that Ah Jin was causing damage again. She stepped on the fragments of the seat on the ground, her face turned livid with anger.

A Jin: Snakes can only crawl, but rolling makes them lose weight.

Seeing the owner going crazy with anger, the big snake felt a pang in his conscience and rubbed the owner with its ferocious big head, trying to comfort her.

Leng Ningyue, who was knocked down unexpectedly, was so angry that her eyes were red. She turned around and scratched Ah Jin.

Ah Jin: The owner actually played with it.

When the big snake was happy, it curled up its strong and powerful tail and rolled it round in the hall, playing with it.

Leng Ningyue: Xi Xin, that scheming bastard, giving Ah Jin to her to raise is a waste of her!!

In the city lord's palace, Qingbo, who had not chased anyone, came back with a gloomy face. When he saw the woman sitting on the stone table in the pavilion drinking tea, his anger could not be concealed.

Before he could speak, Rong Xian spotted his figure first.

The corners of Rong Xian's mouth turned up, and her eyes seemed to be filled with bright moonlight. She stood up and came over to greet him. Her tone was soft and soft: "Uncle Master is back. You have been away for three days, which makes this disciple very worried."

Qingbo's expression turned gloomy. He stood in front of Rong Xian and said in a cold tone: "I think you are worried about that boy Shen Jiuliu."

Rong Xian blinked and said with a smile: "I was very worried at first, but seeing the look on my uncle's face, I'm not worried at all."

"Ha." Qingbo laughed angrily: "Do you really think I don't dare to touch you?"

He said coldly: "Someone, lock Rong Xian in the ice room. No one is allowed to let her out without my order."

Thanks to Rong Xian's efforts to maintain her ordinary persona, Qingbo would really think that Rong Xian is a doctor who fights against the five scum and will be tortured in the ice room.

It's a pity that the cold air has no effect on Rong Xian.

Even so, Rong Xian didn't intend to bear it.

Seeing that the two guards were about to come forward to arrest the person, Rong Xian's expression did not change at all, her eyes were still clear, and her tone was as gentle as water, but the words she said made Qingbo's pupils shrink suddenly: "Uncle Master, my disciple is not good at magic. If it freezes in the ice room, the needle in my hand may not be able to prick accurately."

If something happens to Mrs. Zeng Shui by then, it will not be her fault.

Understanding her hidden meaning, Qingbo stared at Rong Xian: "I know you, you wouldn't do this."

Rong Xian lowered her eyes, with an inexplicable smile on her lips: "Uncle Master really understands me."

Looking up, she repeated: "Uncle Master, do you really understand me?"

The same sentence, but the tone is completely different.

Qingbo's heart skipped a beat, did he understand Rong Xian?

It seems that anyone who knows Rong Xian thinks they know Rong Xian very well.

Gentle and quiet, benevolent and benevolent, pure and good.

He travels around all year round to treat illnesses and save people without asking for anything in return.

No one has ever seen her angry, no one has seen her in embarrassment, and she always turns danger into danger. She treats everyone around her with kindness, even when facing evil people, she treats them equally.

Qingbo's heart sank, this person is too perfect, but there are no perfect people in the world.

Qingbo looked at Rong Xian. The woman stood aside silently. There was no tension on her face, no sadness at being punished by her uncle, and no resentment.

Even though there was no smile on her face, the look in her eyes was very gentle, just like she showed that she always had the greatest kindness towards the world.

Just like...the threat he just made to dare not take action seemed like a joke.

A chill ran down Qingbo's back, and he suddenly felt that this gentle and kind nephew made him shudder.

She has no edges and corners, is kind and gentle, and seems to have weaknesses everywhere, but when you want to take action, you find that there is nowhere to start.

Qingbo looked at Rong Xian deeply: "Everyone has misjudged you." After that, he threw up his sleeves and left.

He must find a way to restrain Rong Xian. An uncontrolled person is too dangerous.

The two guards looked at each other, then bowed and left.

Rong Xian was the only one left in the pavilion. She rubbed her tea cup and just filled it for herself when the cup in front of her disappeared.
Chapter completed!