122. Chapter 122 Blood sacrifice is glory?
"Your life and death can save the entire Rong family and this Rong city. This is your glory."
Rong Shijin noticed Rong Xiyue's resistance, and his voice immediately dropped, unlike the gentle words just now.
Rong Xiyue quietly took a step back, her whole body tensed, and she looked at the eight iron chains out of the corner of her eye.
After saying that, he turned around and ran up the stairs.
Rong Shijin behind him was furious, lowered his head and roared, and then Rong Xiyue heard the sound of chains shaking.
Boqing calmly jumped down from Xiyue's shoulder and quickly grew in size. Although it could not be in human form, its body shape could be changed at will.
Rong Xiyue understood in her heart and jumped onto Bo Qing's back. One person and one fox quickly ran upwards. The stairs were very long, with nine hundred and ninety-nine floors.
Boqing's speed is also very fast, like a ray of light and shadow, it quickly leaps upward.
Rong Shijin below just struggled for a moment and then stopped struggling. Before the blood sacrifice was successful, he could not leave here, and the chain could not be broken.
"Little Ah Shi, you can't run away."
Rong Xiyue raised her head and saw that the wooden door was already in front of her, but she heard a chuckle from the head of the Rong family in the underground palace. The sound of that smile seemed to be brushing against her ears.
After Bo Qing quickly passed through the wooden door, the wooden door closed automatically.
He had already flown to the entrance of the main hall and stopped. Rong Xiyue jumped off his back and couldn't help but look back at the dark beasts painted on the four walls.
Those pairs of dark and terrifying eyes make people feel miserable.
Turning his head, he opened the door of the White Jade Hall.
When the sunshine outside shone in, Rong Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief. She had never felt that sunshine was so heart-warming. Compared to the darkness, the light was really beautiful.
Before Rong Muyao and Rong Yanqing left outside, they heard the sound of the hall door opening. They turned around and saw that it was Rong Xiyue. They couldn't help but be surprised.
Why did it come out so quickly?
Rong Muyao stepped forward, with a touch of curiosity on his proud yet tender face,
"Sister Ten, what did the Patriarch say to you? Have you met the Patriarch? It was ten years ago when my sister met the Patriarch. She was only nine years old at the time. I remember that the Patriarch was very good-looking." Rong Muyao couldn't help but
ask.
Rong Xiyue didn't want to talk about anything.
She just smiled and thought, she couldn't stay in Rongcheng for long, but she really wanted to go to Cangsheng College.
After seeing Rong Muyao's spells and heroic appearance today, and the fact that she did have some unknown power, she had to learn how to practice. What's more, the danger was about to come, so she had to deal with herself in the shortest possible time.
To resist her grandfather.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I had to go to Cangsheng College. This feeling was exactly the same as when my senior sister taught me the poison technique, and I thought that my medical skills would be better.
"Talk too much."
Rong Yanqing, who was on the side, saw Rong Muyao chirping, frowned her beautiful and delicate brows, opened her thin lips lightly, and said very rigidly.
Rong Muyao suddenly became quiet and did not dare to say anything more.
"Now that I'm home, I'll take you to your yard."
The Rong family had already tidied up some time ago.
When Rong Xiyue heard this, he thought about it carefully and quickly shook his head.
Who knows what kind of yard her grandfather has prepared for her and what dangerous passages there are. For the sake of her life, she still...
"Brother, I want to live in your yard."
She smiled sweetly at the handsome man, narrowed her eyes, and the intoxicating expression on her lips could not be blocked even by her dimples.
Rong Yanqing listened to this voice that was so sweet that she felt deep in her heart, and looked at the tenth sister she had barely met.
He barely gave it any thought,
Chapter completed!