Immortal Voices

Lu Yuan thought for a while and replied, "I probably know."

Although Rong Xian is low, he is still very clever.

Ling Jun blinked without asking anything.

One after another on the mountain, one after another, saw that the surrounding monks had already been occupied by powerful monks. They did not dare to talk, and they found a suitable place to stop.

The sun was tilting west, and a smoke of smoke rose in the village.

Seeing the smoke, the monks were subconsciously alert.

Wu Qingyan went straight to the sky and was blown away by the wind. At this time, those who heard about Rong Xian's means were relieved.

Then they laughed at themselves secretly, but it was just a mortal cooking, they were so vigilant and trivial.

Until the sky was completely dark, nothing abnormal happened, and those prudent monks also relaxed.

In the room, Rong Xian simply ate out the candles after going to bed and pretending to fall asleep.

Now that she is in peril, she cannot fall asleep with great heart.

She sat cross-legged with two beads floating in front of her.

With the transfer of spiritual power, Rong Xian was full of water and green for a while, but these breaths were completely locked in Rong Xian's room, and no fluctuation was transmitted to the outside.

Lu Yuan and Ling Jun saw that the candlelight in the house went out, the two of them flickered, and found a big tree and nested. They had bright eyes and were not half sleepy.

In the past two days, countless monks rushed to Rong Xian. Who knew if there would be any attack at night, when they were so important, they still protected people.

No matter what the reason for tracking Rong Xian, these days they watch Rong Xian's actions and admire them.

The protection at this moment is from the heart.

But as the night was deep, Lu Yuan and Ling Jun, who were nesting in the tree, couldn't help but closed their eyes.

At this time, several figures came from all directions and rushed to Rong Xian's house with clear goals.

Inside the room, the brilliance of the night pearl suddenly enveloped the whole room. A silver needle pierced the window paper and expelled uninvited guests who tried to break into the room.

Lu Yuan and Ling Jun opened their eyes sharply. They quickly took out the detoxification dan and stuffed them into their mouths. They almost fell asleep before they knew it, which made them look very ugly.

Feeling the drowsiness in their brains disappeared, when they were about to jump off the tree, Rong Xian was already dressed, and opened the door with scattered hair, and walked out.

Her expression was ashamed, and her soft voice was rare with a touch of coldness: "Breaking into the woman's boudoir at night, you are well-educated."

In the darkness, the monks looked at each other and said nothing.

In order to cultivate and kill people for the chance to win treasure, when did they care about the defense of men and women. Any obstruction, regardless of gender, kills directly. The woman in front of Pangsheng is an ordinary mortal, who adheres to mortal dogmas and leaves them nowhere to start.

If the demons are really good, those guys don't have to be cheeky, the means are cruel, and it's straightforward to do it directly.

But they are self-proclaimed, how can they do such things.

For a while, the scene was a little awkward,

On the big tree, Ling Jun coughed and said quietly, "Wood, what, I'll discuss something with you."

There is no sound in the dark, which makes Jun Cong's "whisper" a little more conspicuous.

Lu Yuan quickly covered his mouth and looked at Rong Xian.

Rong Xian didn't seem to find them. She was a little tiptoe and the person had already flew to the tree in front of the house.

She reached out her hand, and a cluster of red karma ignited in the palm of her hand.

Rong Xian took out a flower and put it on the fire, and the scent quickly filled the village.

"Not good, hold your breath." Smelling this strange aroma, someone quickly responded and quickly reminded everyone.

It was a pity that as soon as he had said this, the man fell to the ground with a bang.

This sound image is what mechanism is opened, and the snoring keeps on.

Until this flower was burned out, all the monks who broke in passed out.

Rong Xian's medicine can never be avoided by simply holding his breath. It is stuck in the air and reiki. As long as their skin is exposed or they absorb the reiki, then they cannot escape.

The fragrance slowly dissipated, and the flame in Rong Xian's palm disappeared.

At this moment, a sharp sword carried a sharp stab to Rong Xian.

Rong Xian didn't seem to respond. He stepped down and fell down from the tree.

At this critical moment, a pair of powerful hands held her tightly, and the two landed on the ground intact.

"Doctor Rong, are you okay?" The lazy voice was especially clear in the night.

Rong Xian returned to God and immediately withdrew from his arms. She said softly, "Thank you."

Those bright phoenix eyes fell on the person who attacked her. When he saw the sign on that person's clothes, his face was dark and the person in Yishuige!

Thousands of years ago, she had destroyed the doctrine of Yishuige. However, she did not expect it to come out again, and caught her in a gap to attack her.

Like thousands of years ago, the conduct of these people was disgusting.

This is because of the death of ‘respect for the Lord’.

Rong Xian looked down at the man, expressionless, half-momented: "You want sword emperor blood?"

Monk Yishuige said coldly, "I only want you."

Rong Xian has the message of respecting the Lord. Only if he catches the respect of the Lord, they may completely complete the task given by the Lord and find the whereabouts of the artifact.

There was a look of surprise on Rong Xian's face, hesitating for a moment, as if he had made up his mind, and then he opened his mouth and said, "No, I don't like you."

Brother Yishuige: Ha?

Rong Xian seemed to feel that the person in front of her had been hurt by her refusal. She groaned and decided to decide when she decided.

So she said, "It's not that you're bad, but it's not good enough. You don't deserve me."

The utter decisiveness of this statement made several people in Lu Yuan can't help looking.

Monk Yi Shuige was aggressive, wait, what are you talking about?

Rong Xian saw that this person was silent and seemed unable to accept such an answer.

With a look of helplessness in her face # 真 拿 你 没 方法 #: "How can you be so dead-headed, the world is uneasy, why do you get married?"

Brother Yishuige: "No, I don't, I'm not ..."

With a look of disapproval, she said, "Now when the demons are out of control, when the world is in chaos, you have such a high level of cultivation that you don't benefit the world, but you only want to think about your children's private affairs. You are wasting heaven Gift and strength given to you. "

Monk Yishui Pavilion :! !!

Brother Yishuige only felt that there was something wrong. Why did he just say a word, but in Rong Xian's mouth, he rose to the height of ignoring the world?

It's as if you've done things that are angry and grievous.

Not only was he aggressive, Lu Yuan and Ling Juncong were also dumbfounded.

After a short while, Ling Jun calmed down, swallowed his throat, and twitched his eyes toward the landing: "I first saw such a black pot in my hands for the first time in my life. This is the real reverse of black and white, confusion, and nothingness Strong man. "