Immortal Voices

After Rong Xian explained to Cangtian what was going to be explained, she returned to the giant waves lotus platform.

Looking at the giant face, it seemed that she had never left, and the smile on the corner of Rong Xian's mouth became unpredictable.

"It turns out, are you so strong?" Rong Xian muttered.

In this space, every face she spoke was very clear.

The big-faced grandma laughed: "The emperor's ability to know and understand later is also admirable. He is really fearless."

Rong Xian pursed her lips and said nothing.

In reality, she opened her eyes and looked at Shen Jiuliu and Hua Yan who were beside her, and said to Rong Yang, "When my son was born, did you follow me?"

"Rong Yang" laughed a few times, and the ghostly voice combined with the innocent face was full of disharmony.

Rong Xian sighed softly, with a natural melancholy at the corners of her eyebrows: "It seems I guessed right."

Yu Guogong and others were shocked. It was so terrible who this man actually was, under the blessing of dragon spirit, to possess the prince.

Shen Jiu clenched his fists, and looked worriedly at Rong Xian.

Although he knows that Rong Xian is a powerful emperor today, he can't forget the girl who followed him to settle the bird, and he can't forget the gentle doctor who told the patient ...

Rong Xian lifted his eyes slightly, and the thousands of dragons hovering over Ganjing opened wide, coexisting with majesty and killing.

It dived into the study of Xiwei Palace, and the huge figure shrank to San Zhangpan lying beside Rong Xian.

Even though it has shrunk, it still crowds the spacious study.

The advent of the lucky golden dragon made ‘Yong Yang’ completely vigilant. He opened his eyes and said, “Emperor, what do you want to do?”

Because of the limitations of body age and appearance, the original vicious and sullen eyes also gave people a childlike innocence.

Will this momentum weaken in an instant?

Rong Xian raised her hand casually and touched the head of Qi Yun Jinlong with a smile. "What is it? You should know what it is. If you ask it so knowingly, what are you afraid of?"

After waiting for Rong Yang's answer, Rong Xian suddenly raised her hand, and just now the meek golden Jinlong eyes spoiled under Rong Xian's hands became fierce.

Under the horrified eyes of 'Rong Yang', Jinlong rushed towards 'Rong Yang' with the power of a violent storm.

"Rong Yang" was frightened and blurted out: "Rong Ya, don't you let Rong Yang die?"

Rong Xian stood still. She watched Jin Long pass through the chest of the second prince severely, spilling blood on the ground.

Facing the unbelievable gaze of 'Rong Yang', Rong Xian looked at Zongzheng's distressed expression and the shocked look of Shen Jiuliu and Yu Guogong on the spot, casually scratched his nails, and said lightly: "Use the second Prince Threat, eh? "

At the end, her meaningless and rising ending with indescribable danger and sarcasm seemed to laugh at how ridiculous Rong Yang's behavior was at this time.

Second Prince! What a rusty title.

Now thinking about it, you can see from the beginning attitude of Emperor Wu that she has no affection for this son.

"Okay, a good emperor, you can't even kill your own son!" A black mist floated out of Rong Yang's mouth and said gloomily in the air.

Rong Yang's body fell directly to the ground after the black mist left.

At the same time, Rong Xian raised her eyes, and Jin Long instantly turned into her figure, holding Rong Yang who fell on the ground in her arms.

Above the void, if there is nothing like a dragon's groan.

All the monks in Ganjing have the illusion that the world is squeezed together, leaving them nowhere to stay.

Under this mighty power, the demon monks were afraid to breathe, lest they be discovered by that unspeakable existence.

A demon shouted in a cry, "This is ..."

"Dark magic prison!" In the palace, a fearful but cold voice came from the black mist.

Its voice had just fallen, the dragon's yin became clear, and a dark palace with indescribable thrillers and degrading looms all around.

A little insightful Mo Xiu instantly turned black as the bottom of the pot, secretly cursing in his heart.

In the end, which thing does not know life or death, actually provoked the nemesis of the demon prison.

Wait, the appearance of the magic prison represents the appearance of the demon master.

It is the same husband!

Is it that someone who has died has caused the lunatic of Emperor Yundi?

Many people speculated and turned their attention to Gan Jing.

But they are also very decent, and they have not lost their consciousness to invest in watching the excitement.

Otherwise, the lucky dragon is happy to intercept these people's consciousness.

With the gradual consolidation of the Phantom Prison, the black mist was suppressed and difficult to move.

Outside the study, Tong Zhou slowly walked over with a robe of black clothes and brocade holding Rong Hong, dragging the long hem on the ground, just walking a bluestone paved road, just like walking in the clouds.

Under the eyes that seemed to be shrouded by Jin Mang, all living beings would make way for him, and the sun, moon, and stars became dim.

"Master!" Heiwu said in a dumb voice.

Hua Ying, Yi Zhu, and Yu Guogong first returned to God and immediately called: "His Royal Highness Gong'an, Her Royal Highness Wan'an."

Shen Jiu's look was stagnant, even though Xiaoxian had known that he already had a lifelong hand, and this person was excellent enough to make him look up.

But every time I saw him, it still made him hard to let go.

Xiao Xian clearly should be his, just a little bit ...

Shen Jiuliu lowered his eyes, covering his eyes with remorse and pain.

"Mother Emperor." Rong Yi called childishly.

She seemed to be too young to know how weird and dangerous the scene was.

Rong Xian raised a tender smile, like a real mother, warm and enchanting.

The incarnation of Jin Long glanced at Zong Zheng full of worries and looked at Rong Yang, and reached out and put the child in Zong Zheng's arms.

The body of the incarnation was wrapped by Jin Mang, and the next moment it turned into a subtle dragon gas that penetrated into Rong Xian's body.

Jin Mang flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, and the breath around him was much stronger.

She stepped forward and stood beside Tongzhou.

"Same boat." Rong Xian called softly.

She looked down and smiled, as if she had seen her sweetheart shy, smashed into her bones, sweetened her heart and lungs.

Tongzhou stood there staring at her, a pair of deep eyes revealing the emptiness of coldness.

He was silent and silent, and Rong Xian's performance did not bring him any waves.

Everything in this world that seems to be infected by the eternal emotions gradually calms down the struggling black mist.

"Queen father." Rong Hong called out suddenly.

The immature voice with doubts made everyone in the study suddenly a stimulus, returning from the vortex brought to them by the same boat.

Shen Jiu Liu forced himself to retreat, his eyes filled with sorrow.

He did not expect that the realm of Tongzhou was so powerful that every move contained the Taoist nature.

As long as you notice him and want to see him through.

Then you will be attracted to the Tao first, and then immersed involuntarily.