Immortal Voices

Wu Zhen was so stubborn, Rong Xian took a deep look at him, and he shifted the topic: "Uncle Zhen, you must have found out, I have another vein of blood, and you can guess who that person is Now. "

Zhen Zhen nodded: "It's the sword emperor."

Rong Xian said quietly: "Your Majesty can't support it for a long time. Ye Xiang and Master Su came to pick me up and preside over the overall situation. I am Her Majesty's close prince."

Wu Wenning was startled: "The emperor, the empress?"

Rong Xian nodded, repeating with patience: "It is the royal maid, the royal maid of the dynasty."

Qi Zhen said disdainfully, "It's just a lower dynasty. What's the use of the princeess there? You go back with your father, who will let you be the princess of the dynasty."

Su Xuan and Ye Wenchun had a pain in their knees, as if being underestimated.

But others have underestimated their capital. The Zhao dynasty failed to succeed with their Majesty for many years in order to promote the Emperor. Although Rong Chao kept it, His Majesty was severely damaged. The entire dynasty did not even have an heir.

These dynasties are all vassals of the dynasty. Standing in front of others' heirs are slaves.

If the imperial concubine really went back to Daxia, she would have more respect than Rong Dynasty.

What Su Xuan and Ye Wenchun wanted to say, but didn't say anything, they can't let people give up a better future for their sake.

For a moment, both of them were filled with blankness.

Their lower bound was to find a maiden. If the maiden didn't follow them, they wouldn't be able to do errands. After Her Majesty's death, what should be the future of their dynasty?

Just when they were desperate, they only heard the gentle and gentle sound of a spring breeze blowing into their hearts. The sun was shining and the spring returned to the earth.

"Sir, I want to go with them to the Rong Dynasty." Rong Xian's voice was soft as if she hadn't exerted much effort, but let Zhen Zhen wrap her words around her mouth and swallowed back.

Well, he just persuaded two words, Rong Xian didn't even call ‘Uncle Zhen’.

Zhen Zhen saw the firmness in Rong Xian's eyes, and then he realized that Rong Xian who returned to the body was not gentler, but hid his own edge deeper.

In that avatar, because the body formed by Qi Yun Jinlong had the majesty that was not to be offended, Rong Xian was also affected, and he looked sharp and proud.

Now returning to the body, Shuiyue's mirror-like gentleness hides her deeper and more terrible.

Wu Zhen did not dare to underestimate Rong Xian's city hall, and he could play the entire Xiaoqian Realm, but he could not control it.

Wanting to understand this, No Zhen did not dare to ask Rong Xian any more. If annoyed people, the consequences would be more serious than annoying the incarnation.

Wu Wenning did not dare to speak when she saw her cousin.

No matter how she looked down on the next dynasty, she didn't dare to talk in front of Rong Xian.

Wu Wenning shrank himself behind his cousin. Some admire that he once dared to play in front of Rong Xian without being killed by Rong Xian. God bless.

Seeing that Zhen and Wu Wenning had no objections, Rong Xian raised her mouth with satisfaction, facing Ye Wenchun and Su Xuandao: "It will be troublesome for the two to wait for a while. I still have some personal matters in Xiao Qianjie."

She arched her eyebrows, and her smile was elegant and gentle: "When I learn about private affairs, I'll see her with my two."

Su Xuan and Ye Wenchun were surprised and responded excitedly: "No."

It doesn't matter if you wait a few more days, they also need healing.

Rong Xian glanced at Su Xuan's thoughtlessness, and asked curiously, "What more worry, Master Su?"

Su Xuan stunned, and did not expect that the imperial prince was so keen that she could see through his emotions.

Since the imperial prince had already seen it, he didn't need to hide it.

Su Xuan's voice was still cold like a rock, but familiar people could hear the embarrassment: "The minister wanted to take a few people back to visit the company."

Rong Xian knew that although he did not know what Si was doing, Su Xuan was able to say such things, which seemed to be lacking.

She raised an eyebrow and asked, "Who do you want to take?"

Su Xuan stretched out a hand, and that direction Hao Ran was the place where the four black crows lay half dead. Before that, the four of them came here to help each other, but were stopped by the voice of Zuo Hufa.

Rong Xian had a glimpse of her understanding, and she knew who it was. She made a smile in her eyes and promised: "Yes."

This 'can' not only allows Su Xuan to take people away, but also means that those people must follow Su Xuan away.

After going to Zhongqianjie, she had no confidants on her hands. Su Xuan was willing to bring a few magic repairs in the past. It was so good that both of them could relax.

Zuo Hufa smiled at Rong Xian, indicating that he would handle the matter well.

Rong Xian nodded slightly and said to Zuo Hu Fa: "At that time Yuer will go with me."

She knew that I would not leave the world where this cousin Jing was buried, so she did not ask him, but Rong Yu's last bloodline had to stay under her eyelids.

Zuo Hufa said calmly: "I will handle it."

He knew that although Rong Xian was gentle and talkative, it was clear that it was an order, not a negotiation.

Rong Yu only followed this path, nothing else.

As for the magic gate and other magical cultivation of Wuxinya, he has his own left-handedness to worry about.

There aren't many things that Rong Xian can get on this side of the world. After Lou Hanxi's death, he is even more concerned.

Rong Xian stood outside the underground palace and looked at the place where all the people of the Rong clan were buried. There was a natural melancholy among the eyebrows.

Suddenly, she glanced over the clouds not far away, stretched out her fingers, and casually commanded, "Catch it."

The words fell, Zuo Hufa's body had disappeared, and when it reappeared, one person was raised in both hands.

Glanced at the Qinghe tattoo on their clothes, Rong Xianfeng's eyes bent into a crescent, and she joked at the embarrassing face of Fanhe: "Sister Fanhe, you two you should know, you The shadow of Haotian Xianzong. "

Fan He coughed and said, "He is the shadow of the young master."

"It turned out to be a long stay." Rong Xian's voice was extremely gentle.

Su Xuan suddenly spoke, and he breathed coldly: "If His Highness likes that person, he can be a servant after taking it back."

Fan He suddenly seemed to be hacked by thunder, waiter, waiter? !!

The young lord's face is as cold as the person in front of him. If he really wants to serve as a monk, I'm afraid he should enter the cold palace within two days.

Realizing that his mind had been taken away, Fan He coughed dryly and guilty of guilty in his mouth, and then stared at Rong Xian with a burning gaze.

Rong Xian was also stunned by Su Xuan's words. She blinked and said slowly: "Master Su, long stay is just my best friend. We don't have the feeling you said."

Fan He's face changed slightly. Rong Xian completely denied the feeling of the young master. If it was introduced into the young master's ears, I don't know how sad he was.

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