The Reborn Dharma God is the Queen

Chapter 141 Yin, Yang 2
"Why did you come here?" the girl asked calmly, rubbing her fingers against the surface of the teacup.

"I don't know." Rong Luo shrugged, "My name is Rong Luo, don't call me Your Excellency anymore."

It sounds awkward.

The girl pursed her lips and chuckled, "Jun Yao, my name."

Rong Luo smiled lightly, the girl in front of her was probably about the same size as her.

Through the conversation with Jun Yao, Rong Luo got to know this place.

In the whole world, the five kingdoms of South, North, Liang, Yan, and Qin stand together, and the wars have been raging year after year, and it has lasted for a hundred years.

The excessive turbulence of the current situation has made Liang Guo, a small piece of quiet Jiangnan water town, particularly luxurious. Jun Yao heard that the mountains and rivers here are very nourishing, so she brought two people here in a carriage.

Jun Yao's body is weak, and she might faint after walking a few steps. Without Xiao Xing's careful care along the way, Jun Yao might not be able to get here.

In the past two days, Rong Luo discovered that Jun Yao's body was weaker than Fu Yun's body before the two personalities got together.

She stayed in the room and almost never came out, and she could only eat the most digestible noodles every day, and the soup and medicine never left her mouth.

Even so, she often coughs in pain.

Jun Yao's age, 25 years old, looks as old as Rong Luo.

"I made you laugh." Rong Luo and Jun Yao were the only ones left in the room. She was covered with two layers of thick quilts, leaning against the pillow, her face was as white as paper, her pretty lips were bloodless, and she smiled weakly at Rong Luo .

"Why don't you ask a doctor." Rong Luo stood by the bed, she wanted to help her, but she couldn't touch anything.

"There are countless famous doctors who have treated me, and the answers are all the same." The hair on Jun Yao's forehead blocked her view, but she didn't have the strength to raise her hand.

Rong Luo looked at her impatiently, stretched out his fingers, but couldn't touch her.

"Thank you." The corners of Jun Yao's lips curled slightly, she knew that Rong Luo wanted to help her, and she was already very grateful for this heart.

"Stop talking, take a good rest." Rong Luo opened her mouth, Jun Yao's body has been ill for a long time, and she has already been defeated by it, and she won't be able to hold on for long.

Jun Yao shook her head lightly, with a faint smile on her brows, "Someone is visiting."

Rong Luo was taken aback for a moment, but when he turned his head, he saw a man standing outside the window. He was dressed in black with a sword behind his back.

"Mr. Jun, Yurong was captured by the Northern Kingdom. Your Majesty invites you to go back." The man frowned coldly.

"It's already expected, senior brother's speed is faster than I imagined." Jun Yao didn't move, and the smile on the corner of her lips remained unchanged, "Can you open the bag?"

"Not open."

"The Yurong Jiangmeng once owed Junyao a favor. Jiangmeng manages the people in the green forests and rivers and lakes in the twelve cities before and after Yurong. You come in and take a letter from the table and hand it to Jiangmeng. The twelve cities before and after Yurong , no worries."

"Yes."

The man nodded, went in, picked up a piece of letter paper with the word Junyao written on it on the desk, put it in his arms, and left.

"You wrote here a few days ago just for him?" Rong Luo looked at Jun Yao and asked.

Jun Yao nodded with a smile.

Rong Luo can't see through Jun Yao, she will give Rong Luo a sense of wisdom invisibly, she can talk about things in this world, but her body is so weak, Jun Yao's words today are even more lethal Rong Luo felt that Jun Yao was not an easy person.

"Can Luoluo know Yinyangzi?" Jun Yao looked at Rongluo and asked.

Rong Luo shook his head.

She is not here.

"Whoever wins Yin-Yangzi wins the world. Yin-Yangzi has two apprentices, who taught them carefully since childhood, learned all the skills of Yin-Yang, and were driven out of Yin-Yang Valley at the age of 13. All forces in the world are the ones who win Yin-Yangzi, and many people are recruited. There are countless people, the two disciples are friends in Yin Yang Valley, but in this world, they are enemies, the world is a chess game, those two people are chess players, the winner is Yin Yang Zi, and the loser will die."

Jun Yao's eyes became illusory, and when she said this, there was a little gleam in those eyes.

"Are you Yinyangzi's apprentice?" Rong Luo asked again, slightly startled.

Jun Yao nodded with a smile, "Everyone knows that Yinyangzi's apprentices will start playing games during the time they leave the valley, but they don't know that the next generation of Yinyangzi has long been known."

"You and your senior brother..."

"Luoluo knows why Yinyangzi is called Yinyangzi?" Jun Yao didn't remember to answer Rong Luo's words, but asked again.

Rong Luo shook his head.

"Yinyangzi was originally a couple, both of them were peerless geniuses, Qilin geniuses, because neither of them accepted the other, they used this turbulent world as a chess game, and the two played games to win and lose, the first generation of Yinyangzi It was the husband who won, and the wife died the moment she lost because of her overwork. The first Yin-Yang son was so heartbroken that he decided that all his disciples would be Yin and Yang, competing in the world, and the loser would die."

There was pity for Jun Yao in Rong Luo's eyes.

Jun Yao must have lost the battle for the title of Yin Yang Zi this time.

"Ahem, I'm not dead yet, I can still think, my mouth can still speak, Luoluo, ahem, I haven't lost yet." Jun Yao coughed heavily, she raised her head to look at Rong Luo, and slowly raised her head. With his hand, he brushed his hair away, "It's been fifteen days here, senior brother knows that Yu Rong has been captured again, so he must re-arrange, I can't just rest like this."

Rong Luo pursed her thin lips tightly, looking at Jun Yao's appearance, but didn't know what to say.

Jun Yao, who had talked a lot, fell asleep on the bed exhaustedly, her face was as white as paper, her black eyelashes trembled slightly, her sleep was extremely restless.

She was silent for a while, then left the room.

But outside the door, Xiao Xing was covering her mouth, her shoulders were trembling uncontrollably, and she was sobbing softly.

The kid heard it all.

Rong Luo wanted to comfort her, but couldn't.

Xiao Xing couldn't see her.

The old man driving the car saw Xiaoxing squatting at the door of Junyao's room crying, he concealed the pain in his eyes, walked over to help her up, pulled her to a distance and severely reprimanded, "Mr. is not dead yet! Why are you crying?" !"

"Wow! Mr. He, sir, sir is starting to talk nonsense now, wow!" Xiao Xing couldn't restrain her emotions, and the two of them, with tears in their eyes, loudly told what they had just heard.

After hearing this, Mr. He felt very uncomfortable. He turned away, wiped the corners of his moist eyes with his cuff, controlled his emotions, then turned his head, and said to Xiao Xing earnestly, "Sir, it's all right."

Xiao Xing nodded while crying.

"After crying, wipe off quickly, don't let the teacher see it, bad luck." Mr. He stuffed a handkerchief into Xiao Xing's hand, and asked her to dry her tears.

Rong Luo looked at the two comforting each other, then walked into the room as if nothing happened, and packed their things separately.

A master who is lingering on the sick bed, and two servants who swear to protect her to the death, even if Jun Yao is about to leave, there are still people who are sad for her and miss her.

(End of this chapter)