Hearing Linglan's scolding, Rong Xian stopped, holding Linglan's hand and rowing persistently.

Suzuran's face darkened: "Are you mute? If you have something to say, just say it. Who has time to think about what you are writing at this critical moment?"

Rong Xian raised her head when she heard this, blinked, and asked doubtfully: "But didn't Senior Sister tell me to shut up just now?"

She paused for a moment and then said sternly: "Sister, you are so fickle, it will make it difficult for me to do this."

It's hard to be a bastard!

The veins on Ling Lan's forehead popped, and she almost lost control and slashed at Rong Xian with her sword.

Was it her fault in the end?

Seeing that Linglan was about to explode, Rong Xian wisely changed the subject and said: "This is the healing pill I refined. Senior Sister Linglan, please keep it as a spare."

After saying that, he quickly ran to the other side, as if he was afraid of Suzuran's rejection.

Linglan's hand tightened on the bottle and murmured: "Don't think that this little favor can make me give up on my junior brother."

In the distance, Ah Qi saw that all her people were stopped, her face darkened, and she shouted in a deep voice: "Qingbo, do it."

After the words fell, the expressions of Shen Jiuliu and others changed slightly, and dozens of men in black appeared from all directions. They all covered their faces. The aura around them was gloomy and cold, and the exposed eyes were full of blood.

Rong Xian narrowed her eyes, her eyes filled with a storm that could tear people apart.

It's them.

The murderer who exterminated the clan in Shiqiaojian thirteen years ago.

Rong Xian thought that she had known who the murderer was and could always be calm, but when she saw the murderers, she realized that she had overestimated herself.

The eyes of these people are exactly the same as they were thirteen years ago, without any human emotions. They are like puppets specially made by others, rigid, mechanical, cruel and powerful.

Patriarch Yu Qing, Caiyi...

No, she couldn't do it. It wasn't the right time and she didn't have the ability. Rong Xian lowered her eyes to hide the turbulence in her eyes.

Well, the murderer of the Yu clan's annihilation appeared as expected, and Shen Jiuliu could get what he wanted.

Whether it was the group that massacred Shiqiaojian or the person who set Shiqiaojian on fire and almost killed her in the flames, it's time to show her tail.

But how to make Shen Jiuliu, who has lost his memory, realize this now?

Rong Xian pondered, glanced at Yun Youfeng beside him, and suddenly spoke: "I don't want to see people's lives disappear in front of me, but I have to seek justice for the innocent. Now, I can only deceive myself once."

Her tone was obviously self-deprecating and helpless. She took out a piece of white satin from her sleeve and tied it around her eyes, withdrew her consciousness and allowed herself to be immersed in the darkness.

This is the first time Dr. Rong has shown any malicious intent. If he is not careful, it will arouse suspicion.

"You Feng, kill these people." Rong Xian requested in a hoarse voice, but her tone was completely unacceptable.

When Yun Youfeng saw those men in black appearing, his heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition came to his mind.

He knows these people better than anyone else, because he was once one of these people, and he followed these people to the ancestral home of the Yu tribe.

Hearing Rong Xian's voice at this time, his heart sank heavily. Rong Xian recognized these people.

Everyone knows Rong Xian's personality. She never touches anyone's life and treats everyone with gentleness and kindness. This is the first time she has asked to kill someone, and it is also the first time she has shown malice.

But Yun Youfeng doesn't feel anything is wrong. In Buddhism, there is a raging-eyed King Kong. Even if Rong Xian has no temper, she still has an unforgettable past.

The smile on Yun Youfeng's face completely disappeared, and he heard himself say: "Okay."

Then, he seemed to have gone crazy and no longer had any scruples. Even if he exchanged injuries for injuries and lives for lives, he still wanted to kill these men in black.

This was a debt he owed, and it was finally time to pay it back.

When the first man in black fell to the ground, Rong Xian walked over slowly with her hands in her sleeves.

She squatted down, letting the hem of her skirt be stained red with blood, and then she asked the man in black who was still breathing: "Does it hurt?"

Her tone was as innocent as a child's, ignorant and curious as she asked questions she didn't understand, waiting persistently for an answer, but before she could wait, the man in black had already passed away.

Si Wenning pushed away the Moon Guard in front of him and shouted to Rong Xian: "Rong Xian, what's the matter with you?"

Ling Lan held on to her injuries and Si Wenning went back to back to guard against the enemy. She said with an ugly face, "There is something wrong with Rong Xian. It seems to be because of these men in black who just appeared."

Si Wenning felt a little uncomfortable. When she and Ling Lan met Rong Xian, he was as warm and gentle as sunshine. They never thought they would see Rong Xian with such a sad and gloomy expression.

Yes, when they were hostile to Rong Xian, they also thought about what it would be like for this person to have such emotions, but when such emotions really appeared, they found that they were still the ones who couldn't accept it.

Especially Si Wenning, she never told anyone, she always had a kindred feeling towards Rong Xian in her heart.

Although she tried every possible means to see this man change his face, he was very measured and not at all like he was now.

Rong Xian is not suitable for such emotions at all. This person should be like the flowing clouds in the sky, like the immortal Buddha enjoying the incense in the temple, looking at the common people with compassion and gentleness from a high position.

No one has the heart to hurt her, no one can cruelly destroy her beauty and warmth.

Linglan and Yuewei exchanged palms, took two steps back with blood boiling, and shouted: "Rong Xian, what's wrong with you?"

Although she doesn't like Rong Xian, she doesn't want this person to become another person.

It is a human longing for beautiful things, wanting to keep them forever and protect them.

Rong Xian did not answer them, walked up to the second man in black, and asked still ignorantly: "Does it hurt?"

I was just pretending to ask a few questions, but the smell of blood penetrated her nose, and Rong Xian seemed to have returned to the day when the Yu clan was exterminated.

That was when she had no resistance, when she was at her weakest and most helpless.

Rong Xian tilted her head and asked in a warm voice: "Does it hurt?"

Tell her if it hurts. When everyone in Shiqiaojian died, she buried them all, and then carved tombstones one by one with her bare hands, with her fingers connected to her heart. She felt very hurt.

Although they had only been together for a short time, she still felt a little bit of pain after she truly realized that those people no longer existed.

The pain wasn't severe, but it was still uncomfortable.

She wanted to know if these people would feel pain when they faced death, and if they would feel pain when they watched the people around them die one by one.

Shen Jiuliu also obviously discovered something was wrong between Yun Youfeng and Rong Xian. Yun Youfeng's body was completely stained red with blood, but he still killed those men in black just because of Xiaoxian's words.
Chapter completed!