Rebirth of the soul rekindles the dream of the beauty of the country

Rulong finally confirmed that Hua Xiangrong wanted him to take responsibility and wanted him as a person. This was too unreasonable and a big step.

Rulong didn't want to argue with her too much, so he said, "Don't worry, don't we have a healing pill?"

Hua Xiangrong seemed to have just noticed this, but ignored it in a hurry.

But what Rulong said didn't make sense, so Hua Xiangrong said, "Don't elixirs require spirit stones? Those things are very valuable.

Besides, why would you want to destroy your face for no reason? Besides, the effects of ordinary pills are not very perfect. What if something unexpected happens?"

Rulong said: "Since you care so much about my appearance, I will tell you a secret.

Have you heard of it? The beauty pill or its upgraded version, the rejuvenation pill, is absolutely perfect for repairing scars. "

Hua Xiangrong really didn't know, so she shook her head.

Rulong thought it was normal that she didn't know. After all, he didn't refine much and didn't export any, so it was a secret only to Hua Xiangrong.

Rulong said: "I made it. I have confidence in it and I have tried it. Moreover, the fifth-grade rejuvenation pill can resist aging for 500 years. If you need it in the future, I can sell you one."

Hua Xiangrong was quite excited when she heard that it could prevent aging for 500 years. If it was true, it would be quite a sensation.

Hua Xiangrong still wants to earn my spirit stones. Then what’s yours will be mine. Do you still need to buy them?

However, Hua Xiangrong did not say it out loud. She just snorted disdainfully and said, "It has not been verified on a large scale. Don't let it fail later."

Rulong ignored her, thinking to himself, I don't know why I spent so much money on high-end scar removal pills. Do you think only you women value your appearance? I'm not crazy about gains and losses, so I have to be so picky about my appearance.

Rulong has a precious body of dragon soul, his body is strong and not easily injured. The spiritual sword cut on the skin for a long time before some blood came out.

Rulong didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of accidentally cutting himself off. After all, it was difficult to control the degree, as he was not sure of the strength of his body, and the force was prone to deviation.

Rulong felt a little pain, some wet liquid slid down his face, so he put away his sword because he knew there was a wound.

Hua Xiangrong did not try to stop him. Since Rulong insisted on hurting himself, she didn't care.

When Rulong's wound appeared, Hua Xiangrong understood that Rulong was pretending to be a demon cultivator. Because Rulong looked more like a demon cultivator, he had a fierce feeling, and the blood and mud mixed together made him look a bit hideous.

Hua Xiangrong admired Rulong's decisiveness and ruthlessness.

In order to save people, he really risked his life.

Rulong was not too worried that the wound might become more easily inflamed if not cleaned, nor was he worried that it might make him more susceptible to tetanus if not bandaged. After all, he was a cultivator, not to mention that he had a dragon soul body.

Then Rulong took out another hairpin with a beautiful little flower on the top.

Rulong handed the hairpin to Hua Xiangrong and said, "Put it on your head."

Hua Xiangrong knew that this was the spiritual weapon that Rulong had told her to use, but Hua Xiangrong was still very happy. She treated it as a flower given to her by Rulong, and playfully asked Rulong to put it on her.

Rulong didn't want to argue with Hua Xiangrong anymore, so he casually inserted the jade hairpin into Hua Xiangrong's hair.

Not to mention, a small flower dotted on half of Hua Xiangrong's hair added a bit of beauty to her, and Rulong's eyes also lit up.

Hua Xiangrong recalled the poem that Rulong chanted when they competed in embroidery: The clouds are like clothes and the flowers are like face; the spring breeze blows against the threshold and the dew on the flowers is gorgeous.

At first I thought Rulong was imagining that the spring breeze would blow open her skirt, revealing her beauty, but now that it's really seen, it seems as if everything is destined, connected, and predestined.

Rulong sealed Hua Xiangrong's cultivation again and dragged her with a rope to the temporary prison of the Demon Cultivator Alliance.

When they arrived at the hilltop where the demon cultivators were entrenched, Rulong saw from afar that there was a formation on the hilltop, as if there was an entrance at the foot of the mountain, guarded by demon cultivators.

Rulong dropped the flying sword steadily to the ground, but Hua Xiangrong landed on the ground first and fell flat on her face.

The demon cultivator guarding the mountain gate in the distance saw this and laughed heartily.

Amid the laughter of the demon cultivators, Rulong pulled Hua Xiangrong, who had just climbed up with great difficulty, towards the mountain gate.