Immortal Voices

This sensitive time limit of sixteen years made Ningyue jump in his heart.

In the past 16 years, she has never been to the holy mountain, and she has not met the ordinary doctor Rong Xian at all. Why did she say such a thing?

Ningyue Yue faintly felt that something was slowly getting out of control, and she shouted inwardly: "This place has never known you. It hasn't been seen for sixteen years. Rong Xian, there is a limit to your nonsense."

Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and said slowly: "This seat? Ningyue, this self-proclaimed one doesn't go well with you."

"Don't call me Ningyue." Ningyue shouted loudly.

Even though she didn't have an expression on her face, the fear and panic in her eyes were very obvious, just as she claimed this time, it was ‘I’ instead of ‘this seat’.

Rong Xian didn't mean to be offended at all. She bent her eyes, her smile was warm and sweet, and she was not offensive.

"You're scared," she said.

Ningyue shuddered and sneered, "Joke, I'm afraid of you? I can poke you to death with one finger."

The smile on Rong Xian's face narrowed, and she looked at Ningyue with expressionless expressions. She could see that the cold sweat on the condensing monthly amount had flowed down, so it didn't matter. "I just stand here and don't move. Come and poke me to try. "

Ningyue bit her lip, clenched her fist and stood there afraid to move.

Seeing Ningyue's stance of fear, Grandma blocked the person directly behind him, and watched Rong Xian alertly: "Who the **** are you? What do you want to do?"

Rong Xian immediately changed the color of the world with a smile, and then she said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm not malicious, I just want to tell the old."

Grandma and Condensing Moon: "..." Then don't be scary.

Not ...

Grandma looked at Rong Xian and said cautiously, "I don't think we need to tell the old. You were only seven or eight years old sixteen years ago. We have never known each other, and the Yu people have not been destroyed by us. You have found the wrong person. . "

Rong Xian: "..."

Rong Xian was a little disappointed. I always felt that the eyes of these two people were confused by [Wow——], otherwise they were all in this place, how could they not recognize her?

Rong Xian touched her face, did she change a lot?

Well, all of them have been lost, and the changes must be great.

but--

Say yes to the person who knows you best is your enemy?

con man!

Rong Xian threw away his sleeves and complained: "I've never seen someone as stupid as you. Have your brains been eaten by Xiao Jin?"

Snake on the ground: "..." Please call it snake Akin. Thank you, and snakes don't eat their brains.

Rong Xian glanced and twisted herself into a twisted snake, looking a little tired.

She decides to end this game of # 我们 一 起来 猜猜 #. It is because the other party cannot guess the answer to life or death, which makes her expression and bad taste impossible to play.

She has been singing a one-man show alone, even if she reminds the other party repeatedly.

This is a little awkward.

Rong Xian narrowed his eyes, his eyes were very penetrating: "Must, are you pretending to be stupid?"

Grandma firmly held the hand of the condensing moon. He could feel the cold sweat on the palm of the condensing moon. When he looked, he looked at the condensing moon quietly.

Yue'er is a bit abnormal. Can she really know Rong Xian?

If you really know what it is, why a normal doctor can make Yueer afraid of it.

Grandma really couldn't figure out what was terrible about Rong Xian.

In fact, it is not surprising that Grandma has never thought that Rong Xian is to reverence the Lord. It was during the time of the city's main government. Both Grandma and Qingbo studied Rong Xian a lot, and they tried no less than ten times.

The result of each temptation is Rong Xian's appearance. She is the heart of a bodhisattva, she is kind and pure, she is admirable.

So for Rong Xian's impression, Grandma is deeply ingrained.

In contrast, the impassioned moody, ruthless, and fierce impression of the Lord is also deeply ingrained in the grandma.

This is obviously two extremes! Grandma just wanted to break her head and didn't associate the two.

But Condensation Moon is different. She hasn't seen Doctor Rong. Everything is hearsay, so she still has doubts in her heart.

In other words, when the condensing moon learns that the Lord Xinxin is still alive, the whole person becomes a bird of surprise, and any wind and grass movement can raise her inner fear.

What scared her the most was to honor the Lord with her heart.

Rong Xian took Ah Min's subtle movements in his eyes and groaned with a smile: "It seems that Ah Min has discovered something interesting."

She asked with a smile towards Ningyue Han, "Ningyue, what do you think?"

——Ningyue, what do you think?

Suddenly, the condensing moon popped out before the battle of the sacred mountains and gods, before the Lord Xixin and the Lord Shen Xi battled, she asked her attitude with this careless attitude, so familiar and so scary.

Her body froze instantly, as if she had been poured by cold water, her expression blank: "Who are you? Who are you?"

She couldn't bear it while hiding in the east, and now Rong Xian's plausible words broke her down.

Grandma quickly came behind the condensing moon, and put her aura into her body against the back of the condensing moon, helping her to suppress her writhing mood.

Seeing such a state of confusion, Ah Yi said in a deep voice: "Do n’t panic, she is Rong Xian. You know, I told you that she is the nephew of the Lord of Ziwei City, who has the essence of the sword emperor Doctor. "

"Doctor?" Ningyue tried to calm down, looking at Grandma with a little fragility, and wanted to get a sure and unquestionable answer from him to reassure her, "She is only a doctor with the essence of the sword emperor, right?"

"Yes, so ..."

Rong Xian smiled in a low voice, so that the condensing moon that was already trembling almost didn't jump up.

Rong Xian hooked his fingers towards the ground, and Akin's dog's legs rushed straight up, and his seven inches were inserted into Rong Xian's hands in a strange and twisted arc. This difficult movement made Rong Xian Unable to laugh again.

She touched A Jin's head skillfully. Looking up, her eyes were clear, her eyes seemed to have unpredictable swirls, and her slight pride and coldness made her look serious and unpredictable: "Ningyue, control How did you learn to deceive yourself after you had no intentions? Maybe you think this will make you better? "

She sighed: "Even if you have control over what authority can do, you are not strong enough, and you have no capital to direct others."

This is only a gesture of reverence for the Lord!

Regardless of her behavior or tone, whether it's the name or the painful movement of A Jin's dog's leg, Ningyue and Ayi no longer have luck.

Grandma just returned to God. He should have thought about it, he should have thought about it.

Anyone who can call Ajin Xiaojin always has only two people, Xi Xinzun and Rong Yu. No wonder he used to know that name.