Immortal Voices

The monk has always paid attention to this flash of light. He threw a sentence at Bai Changyue and hurriedly flew towards the distance. Hao Ran was in that direction.

Yun Youfeng's goal was clearly toward the Shiqiao, he said, the girl's brother really is here.

This is Yu, he came here for what.

Are you looking for the monk with the essence of sword emperor, or the magic?

People who are still in the Yu clan, regardless of their purpose, are not considered good intentions.

Although thinking about it, Yun Youfeng's speed has not slowed down at all. In any case, it is the desire of a little girl to see her loved ones.

As I was thinking, I bumped into one person head-on, and the two bumped into each other with a sound of 嘭 嘭, and fell down towards both ends.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention to the way." Yun Youfeng apologized with a guilty conscience, rubbing his shoulders.

He had been wandering just now, but he didn't notice anyone coming.

Ling Jun got up from the ground, his voice was difficult to hide anxiously: "No, I was in a hurry and didn't pay attention, Xiongtai don't let go."

The bad hunch in his heart was getting stronger and he didn't want to waste any time.

Yun Youfeng's heart moved and he blurted out: "Let the king follow?"

Ling Jun responded subconsciously: "What is it?"

After the two asked and answered, they all looked at each other.

After waiting for Ling Jun to talk, Yun Youfeng directly pulled him up and ran towards the distance, saying, "Your sister is waiting for you, she can't hold on."

Ling Jun burst from his head for a while, as if all the senses had disappeared.

There was only one thought in his mind, what meant that sister couldn't hold on, shouldn't she stay at home obediently?

And beside the big tree in the distance, Rong Xian looked down at the half-dead girl and smiled softly.

Her laughter just came out, and a cold wind blew. This wind seemed to open some organs, and the **** evil spirits in all directions centered on the stone bridge were all surging.

The **** evil spirit gathered on Rong Xian's body like a river converging to the sea.

At the same time, Rong Xian's white dress slowly climbed into the blood, and **** runes outlined the mysterious tattoo on the red dress.

Her figure slowly faded from reality, and her warm face still had a gentle smile, but there was no smile in those clear eyes.

Rong Xian stepped in front of Ling Junyi, looked at her condescendingly, and asked knowingly: "Is it painful?"

Let Jun Yi open his eyes, eyes widened suddenly.

"Xi, Xi Xin respects the Lord!" Junyi horrified.

This is a mysterious person who has appeared in Lingjiazu's house before!

Ling Junyi didn't know how strong Xi Xinzun was, nor did she know what his identity was, but she knew that even her ancestors could not take this woman.

"Are you here to kill me?" Ling Junyi asked with a pale face.

She can't die here, she hasn't seen her brother, she hasn't finished the old ancestor's death, she can't die.

But she couldn't escape at all now, what should she do, what to do.

Although she tried hard to calm down, Rong Xian saw the tension and despair deep in those eyes.

Rong Xian bent her lips and said gently, "I don't kill anyone, don't be afraid."

Ling Junyi: "..." Then don't scare me.

She swallowed and asked hoarsely, "You don't kill me?"

Rong Xian was very good-tempered: "I didn't kill your old ancestor, how could I kill you?"

Jun Yi shuddered, she didn't feel relieved at all.

"Then why are you here?" Ling Junyi asked, looking up.

Rong Xian thought about it and said frankly, "I have been with you all the time, because you can't see me."

"!!!" made Junyi even more afraid, and those bright eyes were covered with a layer of mist. "What on earth do you want?"

Rong Xian adjusted her sleeves and said freely: "I take one thing."

Bewildered, what can she be stunned by this mysterious person?

She asked blankly, "What?"

Rong Xian smiled and asked, "A little thing."

After all, she reached out and grabbed it in the air, and an appetite exuding a simple atmosphere flew out of Ling Junyi's body immediately.

"No, don't!" Ling Junyi immediately panicked at the sight of what she snatched.

That's what they made for the family. She couldn't lose it, it was for her brother.

Ling Junyi pounced towards Rong Xian, trying to regain the ring, but the body's oil dried up and fell directly to the ground.

Rong Xian didn't look at her at all, playing with the ring in her hand, said happily, "I think I still underestimate your order."

She was silent for a moment, seemed to be organizing language, and then smiled and praised: "Your surname is really capable, you can always think of a way to leave yourself behind."

Ling Junyi looked up blankly: "What are you talking about?"

Rong Xian issued a meaningless syllable: "Hey."

She raised her eyes, and a thin volley of sky flew up, passing Ling Junyi's arm.

Blood splattered, making Jun Yi unable to even call.

Rong Xian rolled a roll, and the blood was caught in front of her.

A bit empty at her fingertips, the blood dripped into the ring.

The next moment, the ring burst into a dazzling light.

After the light had dissipated, a figure of fairy wind and bones appeared above the ring.

Faint coercion spread, but he avoided Ling Junyi and pressed directly towards Rong Xian.

Rong Xian's eyes darkened, and the corners of her mouth deepened.

"Who are you? I don't have the blood of my family. How can I open the family ring?" The old man stared coldly at Rong Xian. It seemed that Rong Xian was wrong, and he crushed people directly.

Rong Xian groaned and said, "This is a long story."

"To make a long story short!" Said the old man Shen.

Rong Xian responded as kindly as possible, and then she lifted her jaw toward Ling Junyi who fell to the ground, looking solemnly, "I thought it was already obvious."

The old man looked at the juniors who had only one breath, and then looked at Rong Xian, who looked very good. He didn't know what the brain had made up, his expression eased, and said, "Thank you, my little friend, for saving me."

Rong Xian blinked and looked at the old man several times as if he was looking at something strange, and then the people Rong Zunzhu said, "Lao Huai is very comforting", "I am very glad that the old man thought I was a good person, although I do n’t Where did the older senior come from? "

After a pause, Rong Xian straightened: "In fact, I didn't save her."

"Huh? Don't you want to kill her?" The old man turned his face immediately, his breath was extremely dangerous.

Rong Xian was as if she hadn't noticed anything, nor was she angry with the malicious speculation of the old man, but she said with a serious face: "Don't frame me, I never kill anyone."

Old man: "..."

The old man took his cultivation as a guarantee, and the girl in front of her never lied.

Coupled with the gentle and pure breath of this girl, I want to be a good person, maybe he is a friend of his junior.