Immortal Voices

Ningyue suddenly stood up: "Missing? A good living person can disappear in Wuxinya. What do the caretakers eat?"

The supreme coercion spread across the palace, and the servants knelt down on the ground, shaking and pale.

"The Lord is angry," said the servant's lips.

The condensing moon's eyes were full of anger: "Breath anger? How do you let the deity breathe anger, the guard of the tomb Mianfeng?"

"It has been and has been locked up by Yuewei." The attendant said with fear and fear.

Ningyue said in a murky tone, "Off? All useless waste is put to death, and why is it still locked up?"

"Hisse ~" The voice of the serpent vomiting a letter came, and the coercion spreading across the hall suddenly disappeared.

The serpent shook its dangling head towards the condensing moon. The owner, it seems that someone just said the name of the little devil. Is the little devil gone?

Ningyue saw the serpent suddenly appear, his face changed slightly: "Ajin, do you know where Rong Yu has gone?"

The snake, the snake flicking its tail, pretending not to understand what she was talking about.

However, the little devil is really not righteous, he doesn't take a snake without leaving.

Seeing that the serpent really couldn't ask anything, Condensing Yue Leng hummed, and Sen Leng's voice spread across Wuxinya: "The order, Yuewei's team immediately went to track down Rong Yu's whereabouts and brought people back to Wuxinya."

Order, the five figures turned into streamers flying out of the unintentional cliff.

The hall was quiet, and Ningyue stood on the nine steps, closing her eyes.

Breath, breath, even if you have been dead for 13 years, I still dare not move Rong Yu.

——Today, this place contains Yu as a disciple. In this life and this life, for this person, there is no fear of death. If Rong Yu died, he would be subverted into a ghost, and he would also subvert the world and let everyone be buried for him. The culprit, this seat will cramp his skin, make a thousand swords, his soul will hang forever, and he will suffer the pain of devouring food every day.

As soon as Ningyue thought of his vow when he accepted his apprentice, he could not help but take a nap. The whole unintentional cliff included her, and no one dared to move Rongyu.

Even if Xi Xinzun has fallen, her deterrence still exists. Especially when she saw Rong Yu, the fear that came from the bottom of her heart made them fall like an ice cellar, and her limbs became cold.

"Hisse ~" The serpent widened his eyes and stared at Ningyue.

Owner, you must not catch the little devil, the little devil is the same as his big devil master.

Ningyue Yue could n’t understand what the serpent was talking about, just listening to it sizzling in his ears, distracted: “Come on, do n’t get in front of the deity, Rong Yu has left, why did n’t you follow Let's go together. "

The serpent shook her tail fiercely with her attitude, and the arrogant momentum once again shattered the ornate seat above the hall.

He looked at the condensing moon and hissed: The owner, Rong Yu is not the owner of the snake, and the snake cannot follow it.

"Ajin, you roll it for me." Condensing, seeing Ajin again wrecking havoc, she stepped on a seat fragment on the ground with a look of anger.

A Jin: The snake can only crawl, rolling and making the snake thin.

Looking at the owner's madness, the snake's conscience was painful, and he used the big head to sting the owner, trying to comfort her.

Suddenly, the condensing moon, which was hit by the lying down, made her eyes red, and she turned and scratched at A Jin.

Akin: The owner actually played with it.

As soon as the snake was happy, its strong and powerful tail condensed and rolled up, rolling round in the hall and playing.

Condensing Month: Xixin's speculative jerk, giving her to raise her is a bad practice! !!

The city's main government, Qing Bo, who did not chase people, came back with a somber face. When he saw the woman drinking tea at the stone table in the pavilion, her anger could not be concealed.

Before he could speak, Rong Xian found his figure first.

Rong Xian's mouth was upturned, her eyes seemed to be bright with Yuehui, and she stood up and greeted her. The temperature was soft and soft: "Uncle is back. You have been here for three days, so that my disciples are worried."

Qing Bo looked gloomy, he stood in front of Rong Xian, and said coldly, "I think you are worried that Shen Jiu will stay with that kid."

Rong Xian blinked and said with a smile: "I was very worried at first, but my disciples were not worried at all when they saw the appearance of the master."

"Oh." Qingbo smiled angrily: "Do you really think I dare not touch you?"

He said coldly: "Come, lock Rong Xian into the ice room, no one is allowed to let her out without this order."

Thanks to Rongxian's dedication to maintain her ordinary person's character, Qingbo really will be Rongxian a warrior doctor, and he will be tortured in the ice room.

It's a pity that those colds have no effect on Rong Xian.

Even so, Rong Xian had no plans to bear it.

Seeing that the two guards were approaching to catch someone, Rong Xian's expression remained unchanged, his eyes were still clear, and the temperature was soft as water, but the words that spoke made Qingbo's pupils suddenly shrink: If it freezes in the freezer, I'm afraid the needle in my hand will be stuck. "

By that time, what happened to Mrs. Zengshui was not to blame.

After understanding her potential, Qingbo stared at Rong Xian: "I know you, you won't do it."

Rong Xian looked down, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth: "Uncle really knows me."

Looking up, she repeated: "Uncle really understand me?"

The tone of the same sentence is completely different.

Qingbo jumped in his heart. Does he know Rong Xian?

It seems that anyone who knows Rong Xian knows that he knows Rong Xian very well.

Wen Wanxian is quiet, kindhearted, and pure.

He travels around the world to save people without asking for anything in return.

No one has ever seen her angry, no one has ever seen her look embarrassed, and even when in danger, she is always in good luck. She is kind to everyone around her, and she treats them equally, even in the face of the wicked.

Qing Bo's heart sank. This man was perfect, but how could there be a perfect person in the world.

Qingbo looked at Rongxian. The woman stood silent, without grief or resentment on her face, without being punished by her close teacher.

Even though she didn't have a smile on her face, the look in her eyes was very gentle, just as she showed, always with the greatest kindness to the world.

It's like ... the words that threatened him just now are like jokes.

Qingbo's back became cold, and he suddenly felt that this gentle and innocent teacher and nephew made him shudder.

She has no edges and corners, and she seems to be weak everywhere, but when you want to do it, you find that there is nowhere to start.

Qingbo looked at Rong Xian deeply: "Everyone in the world looked at you wrongly."

He must find a way to restrain Rongxian. Uncontrolled people are too dangerous.

Two guards, you look at me, I look at you, and finally leave.

There was only Rong Xian in the kiosk. She rubbed the tea cup and just filled herself. The cup in front of her had disappeared.

Rong Xian didn't panic. He even had a two-point smile on his face, looking up at the boy in a blue robe suddenly appearing in front of him, smiling and groaning, "Why is Yuer here?"