Immortal Voices

For more than 20 years, Bai Changyue has heard countless sighs and denials. This is the first time that he has heard the phrase "Healing". She now realizes that this sentence is so beautiful, more than the snoring sound of the wind blowing through the leaves. Beauty is more pleasing than the sound of a stream flowing through.

She was so excited that she couldn't say what she wanted to say.

Yan Fei understands her mood very well, but also knows that happiness and sorrow can easily hurt her. She laughed and said, "Congratulations for a long time. If you are sick, you must come to visit me in Rouge City, and I will surely take a look at her. welcome."

Bai Changyue wiped off the tears and sat upright, as if the momentary dislocation did not exist. She had a two-point smile on her face, and the looming pear vortex on her cheek was very cute: "OK."

Seeing her mood improving, Rong Xian stood up and retrieved the pen and ink from the room. She held the pen in a chic and steady manner, and her handwriting was also very graceful.

The names of the medicinal materials are written on the paper, and her lips always have a light smile. The whole person is like a good ink painting, which is pleasing to the eye.

Putting down the pen, Rong Xian brushed her sleeves across the paper, and the ink was dried instantly. She handed the paper to Bai Changyue and solemnly said: "This is the medicine you need to cure. If the medicine is collected, I It will refining Adverse Dan for you. Your body is already declining, and even though Adverse Dan has no effect of resurrecting death, it can turn the dead energy in your body back to life and rejuvenate. "

After a pause, her tone was slightly heavy: "But your practice will dissipate when you restore health, of course, you can rebuild, this does not affect your qualifications."

There was a little apology in her clear eyes: "Although I'm just a mortal, I also know that monks are the most important thing. But I can't keep your practice, sorry."

Bai Changyue held paper in his hands as if holding his own life, he was heavy and cherished.

After hearing Rong Xian's words, she folded the papers, put them in her arms, and said earnestly, "Doctor Rong, you don't need to be guilty. I am grateful that you are too late. You saved my life. I thought it was enough as long as I could survive, but I didn't expect to have a cultivation practice again. Thank you, Doctor Rong. "

Rong Xian's eyebrows relaxed, like a sigh of relief: "So I'm relieved."

With such a gesture, she couldn't see that she planned to disappear, and left Bai Changyue on her own.

Rong Xian took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Yan Fei, saying: "Although the internal injury of the Lord of Yancheng is not serious, there are quite a few internal injuries. This healing Dan will be given to the owner of the city, which can help the owner of Yancheng recover."

Yan Fei did not quit, and put away without saying a word.

As a joke, Rong Xian was the first doctor in the world. The medicine she sent out must be a good thing. She is not a long-term suspect, of course, she must put away.

"Thank you very much, Doctor Rong." Yan Fei's tone was clear, just like her.

Rong Xian raised a lip and smiled. After solving the two, she calculated the time and said, "The sky will be bright in two hours. The white girl and the Lord of the City of Yan are unwell and will go back to rest earlier. Master in the courtyard on the left It's in use. The rooms in the courtyard on the right have everything and they are clean. The two can go there for a while to rest. "

Bai Changyue and Yan Fei both appreciated and thanked Rong Xian and left the courtyard and walked next door.

Rong Xian sent two or two out of the small courtyard, looking at the back of the two of them. She smiled indifferently, looked at the past with compassion and peace, like a warm beautiful jade, tinged with faint immortals, in the mist, as if The divine comes to earth.

Bai Changyue, who turned her back on her, suddenly turned around and looked at Rong Xian, just to face those clear and compassionate phoenix eyes, and the whole person froze.

"Bai Changyue?" Yan Fei saw her footsteps stopped, and looked back subconsciously, and saw Rong Xian smile at her tenderly, warm as spring breeze.

She sighed and said, "Let's go."

Bai Changyue nodded and followed her toward the yard, and the two were extremely silent.

After a while, Bai Changyue spoke first. She looked complex and said, "I saw Jun from falling in love with Rong Xian. I thought that if I had the chance, I would match them together. The provincial Jun never remembered. But now it seems that the characters like Rong Xian are afraid that they will not like Jun Cong. "

Yan Fei's hand shook in the mist, and her eyes were deep: "Rong Xian everyone likes it, and no one will like it. Her heart is too big, and she always cares about the whole world, not just a single one. People, Jun never feared that it would be hard to fulfill his wish. "

Bai Changyue couldn't help but smile, and couldn't help sighing: "If one day Rong Xian will like a person, for that person can't help but act like you and me, no longer today, I will inevitably have some regrets . "

Yan Fei chuckled, but she looked lonely: "The word of love is the most difficult to understand."

Just like you and I, both fall in love with Ling Juncong, but it is not only one who makes Juncong fall in love.

Whenever I want to give up, I always feel involuntary.

Bai Changyue looked suddenly: "Rong Xian is different from us."

Such a person does not belong to Fanchen at all, and it is difficult for anyone in the world to be worthy of her. No matter who it is, it is painful to fall in love with such a person.

Because she doesn't belong to anyone, she deserves to stand in the clouds.

In her eyes, all beings are equal, and there is no difference between God and man, with flowers and grass.

Why should there be an existence that allows Rong Xian's soul to linger in his dreams and involuntarily? That existence would break Rong Xian's righteousness. It should not be.

If Rongxian starts to have selfishness, her best friend is no longer, she is dyed with red dust for someone's drawing camp, and if you think about it, it is a sadness that is difficult to make up for.

Therefore, it is good to let Rong Xian always stand at the highest place and look at this world. Don't show anyone to pull her off the altar.

Regardless of whether they want to or not, they all agree in their hearts that Jun is never worthy of Rong Xian.

The smile on the corner of Yan Fei's mouth was bitter: "You can't meet people who are too amazing when you are young, otherwise you will not be able to live in peace and your life will become mediocre."

After two or two people left one after another, Rong Xian stared into the distance abruptly, his eyebrows stretched, and the corners of his eyebrows were full of joy.

It's bloody! The magic gate has already begun.

This **** smell comes from different people and different breaths, although it is very light, but it has been gradually deepening.

After tonight, those who are not pleasing to her eyes will never exist.

The Xiao Qianjie, whom she took for granted as her own place, will also be clean, and there will be no disgusting residue.

Rong Xian's eyes are still clear and clean, incompatible with the shocking tolerance she had before. At this time, she is more indifferent and superior.

Then she turned and walked towards the room. The burning sun was ruined. After dawn, she would sink into the darkness again.

So, just before dawn, fix everything.