In the room, Rong Xian made a move with his left hand, and a lotus flower exuding a burning aura floated up in the air and landed on the flames.

After the impurities in the medicinal materials were eliminated, she continued to refine other medicinal materials. Under the control of Rong Xian's powerful soul, each medicinal material was perfectly blended together.

Use your palm as a furnace to refine all kinds of medicine.

Time passed slowly, and the five uneven pills slowly became rounded under the burning of the flames. The faint medicinal fragrance overflowed, making people feel as if their internal organs were on fire.

Sweat slowly oozed from Rong Xian's forehead, and her face turned pale. It was obviously very difficult for her to refine these five elixirs. After all, her power was imprisoned by the Sword Emperor's essence and blood, and there was a limit to what she could mobilize.

The elixir became more and more rounded and perfect, and Rong Xian's face became paler and paler, and even her eyes became much darker.

Just when she was about to lose her strength, an inexplicable feeling told her that the elixir had been successful.

Rong Xian's eyes lit up, the flame in the palm of her right hand went out, and a jade bottle appeared in her left hand.

She raised her eyes and looked at the five pills floating in the air. The pills fell into the bottle one by one and she put them in.

Looking down at the Zhuohua Pill, Rong Xian supported her head and uttered a syllable with unknown meaning: "Well, if master knew that I secretly refined the Zhuohua Pill, I'm afraid he would be angry."

Although Zhuohua Dan can temporarily suppress the sun-shading poison and allow her to appear in the sun, the price is very high, too high for anyone to bear.

Fortunately, Rong Xian has the Wood Spirit Pearl to make up for it a little bit, but others don't know.

The recipe for Zhuohua Dan is in Xuanhua Mountain. The head of Tsinghua University has also made some achievements in alchemy. He will figure it out even if there are any clues.

Rong Xian held the jade bottle tightly and rubbed her forehead in distress, as if she was at a loss.

Once the plan starts, some things cannot be hidden.

Rong Xian has always been well-behaved and docile in front of the head of Tsinghua University, and currently only the head of Tsinghua University is qualified to treat her like this.

In order to care about the head of Tsinghua University, although she will not change her plan, she can still make some turns.

Rong Xian put the medicine bottle away, raised her eyebrows and whispered: "It's better to hide some things from Master first. The worst is possible..."

Rong Xian paused and added: "Try your best to cover up your lies."

She cleared her throat and sat up straight. Her posture was obviously serious, but it gave people a feeling of guilt.

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

She casually brushed off the non-existent dust on her body and looked at the time. It was already evening.

Her eyes were dark, and Shen Jiuliu never showed up. Whether he was entangled or had other considerations, she was disappointed.

Rong Xian walked to the bookcase, picked up a broken bamboo slip and lay lazily on the soft bed, ready to read.

But when she just opened the bamboo slip, she sat up straight. The first line of the bamboo slip, Hao Ran, was engraved with the words "curse power".

She opened the bamboo slip completely and read the ten lines at a glance. The corners of her mouth slowly turned up in a pleasant arc.

She stroked the bamboo slips, memorizing each word in her mind, then picked up the bamboo slips and walked to the bed.

Rong Xian stood at the head of the bed and pondered, then placed the bamboo slip under the pillow.

Not to hide, but to be discovered.

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

Her back was very straight, and her white skirt and silver gauze always gave people a pure and clean feeling, but now it was like a sword, which she would rather break than bend.

No matter who sees her at this time, they will no longer doubt that she is a disciple of Xuanhua Mountain, or that she is a sword cultivator.

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

But if you see those phoenix eyes looking down from above, you will feel cold all over, and the blood in your whole body will feel like it is frozen.

It is a kind of aloof loneliness and indifference that understands the world. This person is right in front of you, but there is never a reflection of you in those clean and clear eyes.

When you look into those phoenix eyes, you can't help but feel a sense of despair from the bottom of your heart. In those eyes, you will appear as humble as dust, too insignificant to be worth mentioning.

Rong Xian has always been arrogant, but she hid it well and was not discovered by anyone.

No matter how difficult her life was, no matter how many calculations she had in the future, her pride never diminished.

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

Putting the folded paper crane in the palm of his hand, the paper crane flapped its wings and rubbed Rong Xian's palm affectionately.

Rong Xian touched its head and said softly: "Go to You Feng and tell him we are leaving Ziwei City tonight."

The paper crane nodded humanely, turned into a stream of light and disappeared out of the room.

Watching the stream of light disappear, Rong Xian dusted off her nails, her eyes dark and unreliable.

Tonight is crucial. The young patriarch of the Yu clan is here, so how can we miss Yun Youfeng, a former accomplice?

She was silent for a while, then opened the door and walked towards the living room where Linglan stayed temporarily.

When passing through the bamboo forest, she paused, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes.

The Moon Guards have surrounded the City Lord's Mansion, and it seems that they really won't be able to escape tonight.

The corner of Rong Xian's mouth raised an expression of interest, and she couldn't wait any longer.

"Sir, do you want my subordinates to kill them?" Qu Lang suddenly appeared and asked tentatively.

Rong Xian glanced at him coldly and warned: "Don't do unnecessary things."

Qu Lang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, sir."

Seeing Rong Xian walking forward without any pause, Qu Lang wiped his hands with cold sweat. It would be better not to be too smart in the future, and only by doing his errands well would he be able to survive.

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

When we arrived at the guest house, the lights were brightly lit.

Rong Xian stopped at the door, as if hesitating whether to go in or not.

After a while, when she made up her mind and walked in, the clear sound of bells on the wall came along with laughter.

Rong Xian looked up, as if surprised and said: "Miss Si?"

Si Wenning shook the bell on his hand and asked with a smile: "Has Doctor Rong not rested yet?"

Rong Xian's lips curved up: "No, I came here to discuss something important with Jiu Liu."

Her smile was warm and her expression was as usual, as if the previous incident had not affected her in any way.

Si Wenning moved, and she was in front of Rong Xian, with a beautiful face and a bright smile: "So I'm looking for Jiu Liu. At the moment, Jiu Liu is making medicine for Linglan, I'll take you there."

Rong Xian was unmoved by her affectionate name Shen Jiuliu. When she heard that Shen Jiuliu was making medicine for another woman, her expression did not change at all, and she secretly wanted to laugh.

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

Rong Xian's eyebrows did not move, but she reached out her hand and caressed the unnecessary folds of her skirt.
Chapter completed!