Immortal Voices

Rong Xian came down from the soft bed, his voice was slightly puzzled: "Since he is from the Qi family, when he watched Qi family being sacrificed by the Qingbo family but did not appear, is he not compatible with Qi family?"

If not, she really can't think of why Qi Pan would let Qingbo use this method of # 杀敌 一千 自 伤 八百 # to erase Shiqiao's ban.

"Qi Pan didn't know that at the time," Zuo Hufa said. "He leaked your news and closed it."

"So he knew it later?" There was a hint of interest in Rong Xian's eyes.

There was a bad smile on the corner of Rong Xian's mouth. I really didn't know what Qi Pan would look like after knowing the news. The expression on her face would be wonderful.

Rong Xian was a little regretful, but unfortunately she didn't see the interesting scene.

Zuo Hufa replied: "Qi Pan knows. In recent years, he has also been searching for news of Qingbo and others in the dark, and ..."

Zuo Hufa hesitated, and said with some uncertainty: "He seems to hate even the young chief of the Yu tribe."

Rong Xian couldn't help laughing, and said, "This is really a cycle of heavenly principles. Heaven is on the top. This is really interesting."

After Rong Xian laughed, he had a decision in his heart: "Put down Qi Pan's affairs. I will return to Nanzhou in a few days. Nanzhou, as the hometown of the esteemed master, has always been monitored by Haotian Xianzong. , Keeping Qi Pan can also attract the attention of Haotian Xianzong, making my life more convenient. "

Zuo Hufa asked hesitantly: "The elder is uneasy about Shen Jiu's stay and needs his subordinates ..."

"Don't do extra moves." Rong Xian stared coldly, obliquely, "It's the matter of Haotian Xianzong himself. Shen Jiu Liu's death is his own master's care. What kind of mind do you care about?"

Zuo Hufa is depressed. Isn't that because you and the kid Qingqing have a good relationship with me?

Rong Xian seemed to hear the voice of Zuo Hufa. She took two steps to come in front of Zuo Hufa. The sharpness in Feng's eyes disappeared, clear and clean, but she seemed too indifferent: "No phase, I think you understand . "

No matter how close she is to Shen Jiu Liu, she is unlikely to like Shen Jiu Liu.

Leaving aside their age experience, it is impossible for her to touch the feelings herself.

Zuo Hufa's smile, which had been hanging from the corner of his mouth, disappeared, and his dim eyes became clear. At this moment, he looked extraordinarily pure and somewhat similar to the selfless monk.

He quietly said, "I am a demon, a knot that cannot be solved by the body, and a mind. I don't understand you, and I don't know if you understand me. But I know that love is not controlled by others."

At this time, he was not frivolous in demon cultivation, nor was he obsessed with being a demon. Instead, he was integrated with the body, with an open-minded insight: "Do n’t contact because you are afraid of losing. Be in control, but avoid it. Xiaoxian, in fact, you have never grown up and you are still that timid child. "

Rong Xian was not affected by his words for half a minute. She looked at Zuo Hufa and revealed a smile that was more sorrowful or sad.

"Although I haven't struggled to love someone, but I have seen a lot over the years." The killings at her eyebrows had dissipated, revealing her clear and gentle eyes.

At this time you realize that, no matter how powerful she is, she is no different from a woman in her early twenties. The outline of her face is still slightly green and looks very immature.

She lacked interest: "I haven't experienced that kind of unforgettable love, and I don't understand why the love that is not worth mentioning can make life dead and make you lose your head."

She pursed her lips with a smile, with a high level of indifference and cruelty: "But I know that the so-called love is the sword that will kill yourself, delivered to the other hand without regrets, and let the other party control their emotions and even their lives. I can't trust myself with someone, and I can't rely on someone with all my heart. "

Rong Xian looked at the selflessly, his tone was categorical, and it was compelling: "Uncontrolled things, I will kill its growth and destroy its foundation."

This is Rong Xian. She is self-sufficient, sane and cruel.

Without me shaking the hand of the bead, I smiled a little, like a smile of the Buddha, a compassionate and unpredictable: "Amitabha, the donor does not understand."

"I don't need to understand, and I won't understand it for the rest of my life." Rong Xian's voice could not hear the extra feelings, no joy or sorrow, it was only her unique indifference.

Without me groaning for a moment, a slight smile, a flash of realization flashed in my eyes, no one knew what he had realized at this moment.

"Has Yu Xiaomen already been set up?" Rong Xian asked.

Wuwu retreated, and the demon Wuxu left the law to control the body. He pondered for a moment, and said with certainty, "The arrangement has been made. The black crow and Bai Song, Chen Yan and Jiang Jin have blocked the Quartet. No Will anyone run out. "

"Very good." Rong Xian asked with interest: "Is Qi Pan also here?"

"He has arrived, and is now with them." Zuo Hufa knows these things well.

Rong Xian frowned slightly when he heard the name "Zhen Zhen": "Well, you go."

After leaving without me, Rong Xian stood silent for a long time, finally grinning, and sat back on the soft top again.

The restraint around the tent disappeared silently, and Sun Tianyou never knew anyone had come and left.

Late at night, the settled person on the soft collapse suddenly opened his eyes.

She waited for a moment, a figure suddenly landed in the tent, and the light-moving Sun Tianyou didn't notice any movement at all.

One of the hairs on Sun Tianyou's head curled up and made a slight hissing noise. After he felt that the strength of the person was not a threat to the big devil, he stuck it again.

Akin: The owner's guard is really incompetent, and even this point is abnormal.

In the tent, when someone came across Rong Xian's face, his voice was filled with astonishment: "Rong Xian, are you?"

Outside, Sun Tianyou heard a voice suddenly stood up, outsiders inside entered the tent, he was annoyed and blamed himself, but he didn't find it.

He stood in front of the tent, his muscles were tense, and he was alert to the extreme, but his mouth asked calmly: "Do you need some tea for your subordinate?"

Rong Xian watched the visitor's eyes not move at all, her voice still calmly: "No need, just stay outside."

Hearing the latent meaning in Rong Xian's words, Sun Tianyou relaxed, and it seemed that the person was not malicious.

"You are hellebore?" For the first time, the youth's expressionless face appeared incredible.

Rong Xian was still in all directions, her eyes narrowed, and she was very straightforward: "I am hellebore, don't you want to see me? Now that I have seen it, it's time to talk about business."