Immortal Voices

If Lingjun is determined to do it, he may be successful if he is favored by heaven.

However, Rong Xian didn't expect him to succeed. It doesn't matter whether he succeeded or not. What she wants is to make Jun suffer more setbacks and consume his luck. When she starts, she won't. Will be bitten by luck.

Rong Xian was so happy in her heart that she was really a bad woman!

Ling Jun never knew Rong Xian's calculations. He only listened to Rong Xian's trust without hesitation. He felt warm and unconsciously grinned a silly smile. He couldn't see the usual Danglanglang and occasional smartness.

Rong Xian looked for a moment, and some hot eyes moved away from his eyes. He couldn't maintain the tone of guilt he had just prepared. He could only say dryly: "There is no way the sword emperor blood can help you, I'm sorry.

Lingjun couldn't care about the sword emperor's blood from this moment. He was full of Rong Xian and his eyes were full of distress.

He quickly comforted: "Rong Xian, it doesn't matter if I can't help me. My business is not important. You don't need to apologize. I originally only held the idea of ​​trying it out. It really doesn't matter."

Rong Xian asked sincerely: "Is the person you want to save sick? If it is convenient, you can take her to see me, and I can see if it can be cured."

Ling Jun was angry and hopeful from his heart. Although many doctors with high medical skills could not cure Yueer, Rong Xian was different. She is the most recognized medical person in the world. Maybe she can do something about it.

"Well, I will bring Yueer tonight, please trouble you." Ling Jun said a little embarrassed.

Rong Xian chuckled and teased, "It seems to be a confidante, what an embarrassment this is. I will do my best to heal her, but I will obey you, and for the first time I know you will still be shy."

Ling Jun feels embarrassed: He just feels embarrassed in front of another woman.

"Rong and Rong Xian, what do you think of my confidante?" Ling Jun asked tentatively.

He wondered if Rong Xian did not like him because of the women around him, and women would be jealous, he understood.

Ling Jun ignored the reasons why he had selectively rejected Rong Xian before.

Rong Xian blinked and said inexplicably, "But I have never seen your confidante, and I have no way to evaluate it. Besides--"

With an extremely disapproving look, she could see that Jun Cong stiffened her hands and feet. So she solemnly said: "Jun Cong's confidante must be a strange woman. They are sincere to you and give you the most sincere feelings. You ca n’t give them the only one. How can you treat them so lightly? ”

Ling Jun struggled, "No, I didn't ..."

Rong Xian interrupted him politely: "Even if I am a friend of Juncong, Juncong shouldn't let me judge your beauty. This is a disrespect to them."

She meant something: "Jun Cong needs to cherish them a lot, and they are not easy."

Ling Jun cried into a dog from his heart, but he was actually not easy.

He was really just tempting. He just asked so smoothly that he was taught again.

He was a little flustered, Rong Xian was too upright and selfless, and too gentle and kind. After such a person was with him, would he really not educate his other beauties to run away from home? !!

Not ...

Ling Jun grabbed her hair frantically. Rong Xian just talked about his confidante and used the word 'them'. How did Rong Xian know that he had several red-faced confidantes?

Xu was aware of what he had exposed, and Rong Xian patched himself with great care: "Looking at such a romantic figure, there should be a lot of red faces, right?"

Ling Juncong: Does this remark boast him?

This day, the monks who came to Shiqiaoyu looked at Lingjun more, and most of the forces who got the news late came.

On Xishantou, Tsinghua looked at that graveyard with heavy and regretful eyes.

Those honest and lovely people are really gone.

Suddenly, his expression moved slightly, and he felt the sword spirit of the apprentice.

Tsinghua said lightly to the disciples behind him, "Think, go to the mountain to pick up your master."

Although Yangming set off early, he was delayed a lot on the road.

After Tsinghua received the invitation from Chongguang Real Life, he could not rest assured that his young apprentice came with a disciple of imperial sword.

His speed was much faster than that of Yangming, and there was no delay on the road, but he came a few hours earlier than the apprentice.

"Yes, Master." Sixin heard that the elder brother was coming, his face was a joy, and he was not pretending to be in front of the master. After greeting, Feng Fenghuo ran towards the mountain.

Tsinghua shook her head helplessly and said, "This child."

He knows that Sixin likes Yangming, but Yangming is devoted, and there is no love in his heart. If there is no accident, the child's infatuation with Sixin will have to be put into practice.

However, Tsinghua University now has no time to manage the private affairs between the disciples. He looked anxiously down the mountain. He knew that his little apprentice was there. This apprentice who had made him unable to let go after being rescued was sensible and good, but He really couldn't get rid of it simply because of the trouble, Tsinghua felt that he really had an endless mind.

He fluttered into a sword and flew down the mountain.

The monks who sensed Tsinghua's movements all changed their faces. They said that they would wait until they decided to belong to the sword emperor's blood. Someone did not follow the rules.

The monks exploded immediately. They immediately stood up and chased quickly toward Tsinghua University. They must not allow the hot and troublesome Jian Xiu to get the essence of the sword emperor!

Seeing this scene, the real person Zhongguang who was not far away laughed, and chased Anyang and chased after him. He lifted and raised Anyang's hand while flying, and said, surprised, "Are you fat?"

The blue tendons in Anyang's forehead did not hold back, and he jumped out. He said, "You can let go of me."

Chongguang real face was bitter and said, "Yanger, why do you always want to abandon for the teacher, do you know how difficult it is for me to raise an apprentice? Master, I pee and pee ... hey, The apprentice is calm and calm. "

Anyang finally couldn't stand it. The folding fan in his hand stroked a sharp cold light in the air, and the blaze of fire in the sky directly burned towards the real person in Zhongguang.

When the real man came out of the fire, his face was black and white, but the clothes on his body were protected by the body aura, which was not a big deal.

He shouted at Anyang with a calm face: "Anyang, how did you teach you as a teacher, have you learned to kill and set fire for so many years? This is all done by bad boys, how can you good boy learn? Tell As a teacher, who taught you badly and did not unscrew his head? "

Unscrew his head? Is this a master's example that teaches apprentices not to kill or set fire?

Anyang sent his master a look, and turned and left.

Looking at the apprehensive back of the apprentice, Gongguang was a little panicked. He quickly chased after him: "Apprentice, wait for the teacher, wait for the teacher."