Immortal Voices

Rong Xian's lips are slightly tilted, and her smile is the most gentle, but she puts a hand on her feet and brings a little pressure.

Her gaze was still clear and soft and non-aggressive, but occasionally the coercion between the people was heartbreaking.

After all, this incarnation is transformed by the lucky golden dragon, and the dragon power on his body always leaks a few points. Her expression was obviously innocent, but because of this powerful force inherent in her body, Shengsheng had a very strong sense of oppression.

Rong Xianying counted the time, and a little surprise struck her eyes. She hadn't expected that it had been three years. What happened after she fell into a deep sleep? Have all plans exceeded expectations?

She frowned and pondered for a moment. After glancing around the plum-tree forest, her hands quickly printed, and the dim energy quickly spread out.

But in the time of a cup of tea, a dark mist fell on the edge of the tree and turned into a figure. On one knee, he respectfully said, "The subordinates Qulang worships the Lord."

Rong Xian didn't look down at him as if this person didn't exist.

She was bored and clenched her nails, and the slyness and mischievousness in her eyes looked like a child of a worldly kind, which made people smile.

Qu Lang: "..." He didn't want to smile at all, okay.

Qu Lang is entangled, Lord, do you speak, do you have any opinions about your subordinates?

# 最 quare the atmosphere suddenly quiet down #

It seems that the inner movement of Qu Lang was sensed, and Rong Xian did not continue to hang him. The eyes with a light smile were so straight to the Qu Lang, his eyes were clear, and he seemed to be able to see everything fleetingly. Vague thoughts.

Qu Lang's body was stiff. Under such eyes, he could not afford any courage to look at each other.

"Tell everything that happened three years ago after the Shiqiaoyu massacre ended." Rong Xian's tone inexplicably moved closer to the lonely emperor, and he could not refuse, like a sword exuding a sense of coldness.

Qu Lang busily straightened back and said, "After the Lord Hanxi sent you to leave, he destroyed all the mysterious people's strongholds with his subordinates. Master Yu and Lord Xiang also eliminated all the collusion forces with them."

After a pause, he added: "The Lord Hanxi disbanded all forces after issuing a killing order against the condensing moon, and disappeared."

It is not clear where Yu Shaozhu and Xiang Xiang took a group of relatives, and three years ago, whether it was the number of people killed or injured in Shiqiaoyu, or the number of people killed or injured outside, the people on the entire continent were disgusted and disfigured. Became the object of their fear and shouting.

Xuanhua Mountain, Sacred Mountain Ten Swords, and Yu Xiaomen have never given up looking for Rong Xian. Even in their hearts, Rong Xian is dead, but the corpse cannot be allowed to be taken away by magic repair. After all, Rong Xian has sword emperor spirit in his body. blood.

And what surprised Qu Lang the most in the past three years was the little cub who made his family escape by accident, the young gentleman in his heart.

I have to admit that the boy's luck is so good. In the crisis, there is either the help of a noble person or the sudden outbreak of potential.

Let Jun bite the demon door from death to death, and have been searching for the whereabouts of the Lord. He didn't seem to believe that the Lord was dead, whether it was from the admiration in his heart or the concern for the body of another confidant.

Against the boy, there was always a feeling of being overwhelmed.

But letting Junjun go is impossible, destroying the family, and causing Juncong's sister to die in front of him. The boy hated the Demon Gate long ago. Both of them died either for you or me. Boiled.

After listening to everything, Rong Xian was silent for a long time, some she saw, some she guessed, and the rest-"Give me a copy of the news."

"Yes, Lord." Qu Lang answered respectfully.

After filling in the gap for three years, Rong Xian suddenly exclaimed: "The Lord Hanxi captured me."

Qu Lang: Hey?

"She is missing, you are still there." Rong Xian continued.

She looked down, and it was her Amei who passed away.

Qu Lang: I seem to understand a bit, but I don't seem to understand anything.

Rong Xian pursed her lips unpleasantly, and felt that the subordinates who could not understand the meaning of the master were too stupid. She could only say clearly: "I need a chance to reappear, not necessarily the identity of" Rong Dafu ", but the missing three The year gap needs to be traced. "

Qu Lang suddenly understood the meaning of respecting the Lord.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and tentatively said, "Sometime ago, a church owner in Rouge City had an accident. If you don't hate it, do this church owner first to adapt?"

The magic gate altar is in Nanzhou, this jurisdiction is at the intersection of Nanzhou and Beizhou, not far from the altar, but Rouge City is in Xizhou.

Rong Xian cleared her throat and said frankly, "Is it my illusion? I always think you want to drive me away."

"No, Lord, don't get me wrong ..." Qu Lang's legs softened and he knelt directly.

"I haven't misunderstood. Rouge City is in the west, and the Demon Gate is in the south. It seems that you really don't want to see me." Rong Xian looked a little dim, and seemed to be hurt by her subordinates. Or are you afraid I'll interfere with you? "

Qu Lang: "..."

Qu Lang stared blankly at the look of his lord pretending to be finished, and showed a frightened expression to his face. He almost vowed that even if he was thrown to another continent, he would not drive him away.

Rong Xian quickly converged the look on her face, and slowly spoke: "But it doesn't matter, I don't really want to see your pleated face."

Qu Lang and Qu Lang were almost shocked by her big pant. He subconsciously touched his face without folds!

So the Lord really slandered him seriously!

What can Qu Lang do? Of course, I choose to forgive her.

But-"Respect the Lord, are you in a good mood?" I have been joking with my subordinates. I always feel that the style of painting is a little different from before.

Rong Xian scratched her nails and said casually: "This is probably the place where there is revenge and resentment. This man lives happily, and his energy is different."

Qu Langgan laughed twice, always feeling that this topic was a bit dangerous, he busy said: "Respect the Lord ..."

"Don't take a sip of respect for the Lord, I'm just a little **** of the Demon Gate." Rong Xian interrupted his words without saying a word.

Qu Lang took another breath in his throat and almost choked himself.

With respect to the Lord ’s attitude, how did you say that you were just a tadpole?

Which one's younger sister is bigger than the master.

But he also dared to defam in his heart. He was silent for a moment, and said carefully, "Do you still use the previous name?"

Rong Xian blinked and said with amusement: "No, it's more interesting to change the name."

Then she didn't have to think about it, she opened her mouth and gave herself a name: "Just Shaoxin."

Shaoxing, warm and spicy, then die.