Immortal Voices

Outside the stone bridge, Holy Mountain Haotian Xianzong.

After Shen Xi came out of the Astrological Pavilion, the whole person was much relaxed.

"The lord seems to let go of his burden." The elder said with a smile.

When the suzerain entered the astrological pavilion, his face was extremely heavy. Although he came out this time, it looked like he had lost some life, but he had relaxed a lot.

The three elders looked carefully at Shen Xi, and said cheerfully: "It does look so."

Shen Xi did not hide the two, and a smile was raised in the corner of his mouth: "I was miscalculated and killed the esteemed Lord by half a month ago, and this matter has kept me upset. Therefore, I spent half a month Kung Fu was deduced at the cost of five hundred years of life, and finally got the exact news that the Lord has not fallen. "

The two elders widened their eyes in surprise: "Master, do you mean that the Lord is still alive?"

Shen Xi nodded. Since the Lord is still alive, he does not need to worry about karma. This is undoubtedly a pleasant thing.

Of course, this does not mean that he will not pursue the person who originally calculated him.

"Are you going to send someone to arrest?" The elder asked.

The two camps that Xixin Zunzun and Haotian Xianzong belong to have almost died in the hands of the suzerain. If Xixinzun is alive, there is no doubt what will happen in the future.

"No need." Shen Xi refused directly. He looked at the North indifferently and said, "Let her go, she-" is no longer my opponent.

It is no longer a threat to reverence the Lord. In the end, it can only become a puppet of heaven. It suppresses the puppet demon prison all his life.

Wuxinya, sitting on the condensing moon in the position of Lord, flashed the magic charm. She looked up proudly and picked up the magic charm. She suddenly changed her face and almost fell off the gorgeous chair.

Xi Xinzun is still alive, how can she live!

She couldn't die since she exploded. It seems that the artifact must exist and be on her.

Ningyue Yue cleaned up her clothes, and her beautiful face was a little embarrassed: "Heart, I can let you die once, I can let you die twice, I won't let you go back to Wuxinya, Wuxinya can only be me of."

She took out a magic charm, printed her hands with her hands, printed her magic formula, and swiped her sleeves. The magic charm flew into the void and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Ama, how about Rong Yu?" Ningyue asked coldly.

A dark mist fell in front of the condensing moon and said, "The boy is still guarding the cemetery of Xixin at Houya."

"Keep an eye on him," Ningyue ordered.

Grandma nodded and looked at the upper seat. It seemed that something was missing. Zhangkou asked: "Why is Akin missing?"

Ningyue said with a calm face: "You don't need to care about that beast, you stare at Rong Yu."

Imam was ordered to disappear in the hall.

Ningyue clenched her fist tightly, and her eyes flickered.

My heart exploded. Even if I wasn't dead, I couldn't compare it with the previous one. The only way the magic road can rely on now is Rong Yu. As long as Rong Yu is there, Wuxin Ya will never truly belong to her.

Rong Yu ...

In Shiqiao Ao, Rong Xian and Caiyi learned to recognize herbs since she was able to get out of bed. Counting the time, she has been in Shiqiao Ao for a month.

Loud footsteps came from outside the door, and Rong Xian knew it was Yu Xiu without looking back.

She habitually took out the medicinal liquor from the medicine box that Caiyi gave her, and teased, "Yu Xiu, have you been stunned by the patriarch today?"

Yu Xiu sat on the ground with his butt, grinning his teeth and saying, "Yeah. My dad is also true. He picked up people and didn't keep his hands at all, it hurt me."

Rong Xian couldn't help laughing, rolled up Yu Xiu's sleeves, wiped the bruise on his body with medicinal wine, and said softly, "The patriarch must keep his hand, otherwise you can still be so alive."

Yu Xiu smiled, and offered a piece of pure white stone from his arms like a treasure: "Xiao Xian, look, this is what I found under the waterfall. I found a lot of stones, this one is the most Looks good to you. "

Rong Xian took a look at the stone, and found that the stone was faintly sword-like, and he felt it carefully, and his eyes suddenly lighted up: "This stone is so beautiful, I like it very much, thank you Yu Xiu."

This stone turned out to be a rare sword stone, an embryo formed by countless sword intentions. With it, I can quickly determine the exact location of the essence and blood, Yu Xiu really gave an incredible gift.

Yu Xiu scratched his head and smiled, "Just like it."

After rubbing the medicine, Rong Xian played with the stone in his hand and said, "Yu Xiu, you gave me a gift, and I gave you a gift. Come to my room after dinner."

Yu Xiu nodded like a chicken pecking rice. "Huh."

After sending away Xiu Xiu, Rong Xian reached out, and a piece of blue fabric appeared abruptly in his palm.

This is something in her mustard space, and the mustard space is bound to her soul, and no one can take it away, even with reincarnation, she will accompany her.

Reiki condense into needles, and sew something on the fabric quickly through the red silk thread, but a few purses were embroidered between the breaths.

On the exquisite and compact purse is a bunch of red bell-like flowers, which look great.

She thought about it, took out the medicine stone of Caiyi, cut the stone into two halves, picked up a knife that cut the medicinal materials and quickly carved something on it.

Time passed slowly, and it seemed that meal time had passed, and Rong Xian lowered the knife.

The previous medicine stone has now turned into two lifelike dolls, one is Rong Xian and the other is Yu Xiu.

Looking at the two little thumbs-up dolls, Rong Xian reached out to lay a complicated restraint on it, her mouth slightly tilted, and turned back to the room.

He didn't know, at this time, a group of masked men in black rushed towards Shiqiao, and everyone was savagely air-conditioned, as if they had no rational killing tools.

"Boss, we have been looking for this place for almost half a month. Are you sure the news is accurate?" One asked muffled.

The leader didn't look at him and said, "Speak less and do more."

Then he walked quickly to the man standing under the tree not far away. When the man embroidered in a black robe, he seemed to have a sense of fairy-like bones. He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were filled with joy.

It is here. I did not expect that this is the place where the Yu clan is legendary. Originally, the message from His Holiness Ningyue led him to bring people to track down the artifact in the hand of Lord Xixinzun and killed him by the way. He was unexpectedly surprised. It was a pleasant surprise to find the essence of the sword emperor's blood.

I ca n’t find the Xi Xinzun Lord and the artifact, but the sword emperor ’s blood is not bad. Maybe I can meet the Xi Xinzun Lord in it.

Although the prohibition here is arbitrary, it is not completely helpless.

"Catch all the people from Qi Family, Feng Family, and Bu Family. I will use their blood to open the ban. I don't believe that the spirit of the sword emperor will feel the breath of the brothers of the sword emperor and will not lift the ban." Legendary sword Prior to the disappearance of Emperor, his brother was the most important one. These are all the direct blood of those people.

Inside the stone bridge, Rong Xian was back when Yu Xiu knocked on the door.

"Xiao Xian, I'm here," Yu Xiu said.

After getting a response, he opened the door and walked in, a little embarrassed: "Little, Xiao Xian, here I am."

Rong Xian bent her corners, took out a purse from her sleeve and handed it to Yu Xiu, her eyes and eyes were joyful: "This is a gift for you."

Yu Xiu went down her hand, clearly seeing Rong Xian's originally empty wrist was tied by a white silk string, which was a small stone he sent.

Thinking of this, he was foolishly happy and didn't even care about Rong Xian's gift. It wasn't until Rong Xian called him again and again that he returned to God to take the purse.