Ruan Yan followed Mi You to the inn where they were staying. He stood in front of the bed and looked at the sleeping Ruan Xianbei, sighing almost inaudibly. Why did his little devil get him into this state?
He felt some of Ruan Xianbei's inner strength and the direction of his true energy in his body, and he roughly knew what the situation was. It was a little better than he imagined. What he was worried about now was not this, but the matter that happened three years ago.
The room was quiet, and no one expected that Mi You would go out to get some news and directly bring Ruan Yan back.
When Mi Zuo and Mi You saw Wei Ke, they all respectfully called him the Second Cult Leader. Although Wei Ke didn't like this title, this was not the time to pay attention to such things, so he agreed.
Others were also shocked when they found out that Wei Ke was the second leader of the Demon Sect. If they want to say that they are more powerful, then the Demon Sect is more powerful, right?
Cheng Suisui's eyes almost popped out. She stammered and asked: "Two...the second leader?!"
"Let's call him Shopkeeper Wei. I really don't like this one." Wei Ke frowned and said.
The title is not important at all, is it?
The important thing is that he is someone as powerful as the Demon Cult!
Looking around, this room is already filled with the heart and soul of the Demon Cult Leader. The two Cult Leaders and Saints are gathered together in the same room. It can be said to be an unprecedented grand occasion. Who has seen such a scene?
If someone takes the opportunity to ambush, catching them all in one go will immediately put an end to the Demon Cult.
However, the longer we get along, the identity of the Demon Cult becomes less and less in the minds of others. The things Ruan Xianbei does are just more out of the ordinary and more arbitrary than those righteous disciples who are trapped in the rules and regulations.
It's been so long since I've seen her take the initiative to embarrass anyone. Others come looking for death on their own, so shouldn't Ruan Xianbei be allowed to fight back?
Therefore, what a person does has nothing to do with his identity, but everything to do with his heart.
If a person is good, you can give him a knife or even if he has peerless martial arts, he will not kill. If a person is evil, a leaf, a book, a cup of tea can be his method of killing. Update without error@
At first, people who heard that this was a member of the Demon Cult would have some thoughts, but now that the leader of the Demon Cult is standing in front of them, the most they can do is be shocked and sigh, and then everything will be fine.
Only Fu Cheng is eager to give it a try. All the powerful figures from the Demon Sect are here. Do you want to give it a try?
It seemed a bit inappropriate to compete. Sister Senbei was still unconscious, but it was unreasonable not to compete. He was so excited about this great opportunity!
Fu Cheng sat on the steps at the door, holding his chin and thinking about this problem seriously. He would make a decision when the people in the room came out.
...
Ruan Yan's arrival will most likely alleviate the anxiety of Lan Zhao and others, but if Ruan Yan is unable to do anything, then there is no way.
The expectant eyes of several people were focused on Ruan Yan. After Ruan Yan confirmed the situation of that day to Shen Xuan again, he almost knew it in his mind.
"It's an advanced mental technique in Xuan Xin Jue. Xuan Xin Jue is a technique left by our mother. Ruan Ruan's mother introduced her to it since she was a child. However, after her mother passed away, the whereabouts of this technique were unknown. Can she find it? "It's also a incomplete version." Ruan Yan said, "But I remember that there is an internal skill that can temporarily increase a person's potential. However, after using it, all the skills will be lost for a period of time, just like ordinary people. Even because of overdraft, the body will be stronger than usual. People are weaker."
"A period of time? How long will it take?" Cheng Suisui asked.
"I don't know. My mother only taught this technique to Ruan Ruan. No one else practices this technique except her."
"Then why doesn't she wake up?"
"Because it's a heart disease, Miss Lan Zhao's diagnosis is not wrong."
Ruan Yan looked at Ruan Xianbei with distressed eyes. As soon as Shen Xuan said it, he knew that it was still related to her previous dream.
Although Ruan Ruan said it didn't matter, she actually cared a lot in her heart. However, she was worried that she would do something that would make her relatives and enemies happy, so she made such a choice when the people around her were threatened.
Ruan Yan withdrew his gaze and said to the others: "If she wants to talk, she will tell you, but I won't reveal anything for her."
It's better for Ruan Xianbei to talk about those things herself. Who knows if she is willing to do so.
Are you willing to let others know about these things?
"There is nothing wrong with Miss Lan Zhao's prescription, but her body is weaker than ordinary people now, so the supplements are useless. We can only wait until she wakes up to get better."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, then everything was fine.
Lan Zhao nodded and thought for a moment before saying, "Then I'll change the prescription." After she finished speaking, she hurried out without waiting for anyone else to speak.
Shen Xuan took a step forward and said, "Master Ruan, we discussed Ruan Ruan's matter earlier."
Ruan Yan nodded and said, "Miyou told me."
"What do you think, Master Ruan?"
"Let's do it like this. When I received the message, I guessed that she would choose this way. I have already deployed our personnel to Lingxiao Villa in advance. They will be able to protect her when the time comes. I can rest assured that Wei Ke will follow her. ."
As a family member who has been dependent on each other for a long time, Ruan Yan should not cheat on his biological sister. Since he said one or two, he is 80% relieved. I don’t know what method he used to get people to sneak into Lingxiao Villa. Come to think of it. It shouldn't be easy either.
Shen Xuan cupped his hands to express his understanding. Ruan Yan and Ruan Xianbei had not seen each other for a while. The others retreated to leave space for these people from the Demon Cult. .ν.
"How did you arrange it?" After everyone left, Ruan Yan sat beside Ruan Xianbei's bed, and Wei Ke sat in front of the table and asked him. With Mu Huaxiao's cautious temperament, it was still difficult to put his hand into the Demon Sect based on its current background. of.
"I found Jin Lingling." Ruan Yan looked helpless and seemed a little embarrassed to say anything.
"Oh?" Wei Ke looked at him with interest, obviously very familiar with this Jin Lingling, "Have you changed your mind?"
Ruan Yan knew that she would react this way, and said even more helplessly: "I just promised her to see her again after everything is done."
Wei Ke laughed and said, "Brother is so charming! Just the promise of seeing you again can make Yuye's boss make such an uneconomical deal for you."
"If you hadn't dressed up as a man and had to tease her -" Ruan Yan glanced at Wei Ke. The man's long hair looked softer now, and he was completely different from the tomboy who only knew how to fight. .
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ten years ago.
Ten-year-old Ruan Yan always likes to run out without an umbrella on rainy days. His uncles take them everywhere to find a place to stay, only staying in one place for a few days, and the small yard where they stay this time can no longer contain him.
Ruan Yan climbed over the wall and jumped down easily. The wall that was taller than the ten-year-old him by two people could not stop him. He jumped out and looked back at the high wall with a smile, and ran into the rain again. The rain under his feet splashed his trousers, and the rain above his head soaked his hair.
He didn't know where he was going, but he just didn't like being locked up in the yard.
Perhaps the fire that year planted a seed in his heart, allowing him at a young age to intuitively see what life was, what death was, and what life was worse than death.
It had been two years since he and his sister had been rescued from that place.
The only thing that kept him going during the dark days of being locked up in the dungeon was that he still had a sister.
His sister was so thin and had to have a lot of blood drained by those people every once in a while.
His sister was carried back several times, and he used trembling hands to explore his sister's breathing, fearing that she would die in the next second.
Fortunately, God has favored them, or they still have some uses. Those people killed many people and took away many people. The people they took away never came back. At least they are still alive here - again. In other words, they are lingering.
Until someone opened the iron door for them, a group of strangers told him that they had come to rescue them.
Ruan Yan took his sister's hand and walked out. It was already dark outside. They had not seen the scenery outside for a long time. Many people were stunned like him.
But why is it still so bright at night?
Ruan Yan looked not far away, and saw continuous fire spreading on the top of the mountain. @·No mistake first~~
It’s fire——
It’s a raging fire——
He heard the man who came to rescue him heading toward the fire with a serious expression, reminding them that although they were safe, they should still be careful. The man pointed to a place with a flag in front of him.
place, tell them to go there and it will be safe.
But the younger sister was too weak and couldn't walk after taking two steps. The younger sister held his hand and her face was like gold paper, and her breath was like silk.
"Brother, I can't walk anymore." His sister shook her head at him. She looked back at the place where they had been detained for two years. There was a mess everywhere.
"I'll carry you." He squatted down, but he couldn't carry his sister. He himself had been full for a long time.
I don't know where Ruan Yan got the strength, but he carried his sister for a while until his legs gave out and he fell to the ground, but his hands were still protecting his sister from behind.
He will never forget the day his mother gave birth to his sister, holding his hand and telling him, you will have a sister in the future, and you are the closest people in the world. Ayan must protect his sister.
He has to protect his sister.
The people released with them were all running in the direction of the flag, for fear that they would be captured again if they moved too slowly.
Ruan Yan's nose felt sore. He rubbed his eyes and told himself not to cry, but he lay on the ground for a while and couldn't stand up.
My sister didn't cry or make a fuss. She sat next to him and didn't know what she was thinking.
What can an eight-year-old boy understand and a little girl understand?
When Ruan Yan struggled to get up, a pair of big hands helped him up. It was a man's hand.
That man's eyes are very beautiful, just like his mother's eyes. Oh no, he is a man. How can he be compared with his mother? Ruan Yan looked at him blankly. The man seemed to know their brother and sister. There was a familiar doubt in his eyes, as if he was Wondering why they are here.
The man then carried his sister on his back and asked him, "Can you still walk on your own?"
"I can do it." Ruan Yan said. He felt much better after standing up. Maybe it was the man's warm palm that gave him strength.
"Come."
The man held Ruan Yan's hand and walked with his sister in the direction of the flag.
"Thank you, uncle." Ruan Yan remembered her mother saying that she should be polite to others, especially those who help her.
"You're welcome, I have a son about the same age as you." The man laughed heartily.
There were fires and constant explosions all around. My sister's hands tightly grasped the man's clothes as if grasping a life-saving straw and asked softly: "Uncle, will we die?"
"No." The man said firmly, pulling Ruan Yan who almost fell due to the explosion.
"I have met your parents. They are very good and powerful people. I believe that you will also become very good and powerful people." The man said.
Ten-year-old Ruan Yan walked aimlessly in the wash of rain. He wiped the mixture of rain and tears on his face. Where are the good and powerful people?
Anyway, it won’t be who I am now. . @*~~
