Immortal Voices

Rong Xian's graceful tone made Rongyue roar out loudly: "You just have the heart to see the joke, you want to torture me, you want me to die better than life. Don't give yourself so many excuses, also Don't say so noble. "

When Rongyue pierced her mercilessly, Rong Xian didn't even frown, she sneered and said, "Everyone thinks what they see is the truth, and they never laugh at others."

"It ’s the same as it really is, rest assured, you dare to swear that you have no intention of tossing me, and want me to die as soon as possible?" Ningyue trembled with increasing voice, as if this could face Rong Xian's fear Lighten up the same.

"I don't dare." Rong Xian admitted very sharply.

She persuaded so simply that Ningyue and Grandma gave each other a sting, and her expression was almost unsustainable.

Rong Xian frowned, still looking weak and innocent, saying, "I do n’t kill people is true, I want to see if you are better off than you die, and it ’s true. You can think of a few things that can make you more uncomfortable. There are a few reasons, and I admit it. "

She kindly said: "I will cooperate with you in all other ways of punishment except letting you die."

Ningyue's eyes widened, it was never Rong Xian's cultivation that made her afraid, but her strong and elusive mind. You never know what Rong Xian is thinking or what she wants to do next moment. .

Just like now, under her all kinds of anger, Rong Xian's expression hasn't changed. She seems to be frank and honest, but you have no idea what she said is true or false, how sad.

Lying on the ground, Ningyue no longer spoke, she lost everything.

The enemy is still alive. She didn't avenge herself and didn't say it. Even Grandma took part in it.

Ningyue smiled bitterly. What was going on in her life? She lived a lifetime without getting anything. In the end, she missed the love of Grandma and the silent company of Grandma.

"Xi Xin, you tell me, why did you destroy my house and fill my house a thousand years ago and now?" Ningyue stared at Rong Xian's murky eyes, trying to figure out what was going on.

Rong Xian put her hands in her sleeves, looked down at her, and said blankly, "You already know, but you never believe that you have been deceiving yourself."

Lian Yueyue listened, Haha laughed, the laughter was full of sorrow and ridicule: "You are for revenge, I am also for revenge, God will really play tricks."

She no longer spoke or moved, except as if breathing, like a dead person.

Grandma moved her body tightly against the condensing moon, saying softly: "Yueer, sleep, sleep, no one will bully you in the dream, no one will deceive you, I will always be with you You, always with you. "

Rong Xian glanced at the two silently, and no longer wasted her tongue. She turned and walked towards the cave with nostalgia in her back.

Stopping at the entrance of the cave, she suddenly said, "Throw some food here every day. It doesn't matter if they eat or not. If they die, bury them together."

"What if they ate?" Qu Lang asked with a puff of his head.

Rong Xian lifted her eyelids, leaking a hint of coolness in her eyes: "Eat and eat, this ice-cold, they have not made a starving ghost but also a frozen death ghost."

Qu Lang heard the danger in the words, and quickly drew his head and asked, "If, what if they ran out?"

Rong Xian said arrogantly, "They can only live or die between the square inches of this cave. If they come out, you can go in."

Qu Lang stunned, and quickly patted his chest to ensure: "Respect the Lord, my subordinates understand."

Rong Xian leaned to his side and asked coolly, "The Lord of the Unhearted Cliff has died sixteen years ago. Where is the Lord here, and which is your Lord?"

Qu Lang's mouth was drawn, and it was a call to understand the current affairs: "Xu Lu Tang."

Rong Xian nodded with satisfaction. Since Amei is going to let her be separated from the darkness, then the identity of Lord of the Unintentional Cliff should never appear again.

Amei is gone, and the condensing moon can not live long, the evil spirit prison disappears, and Wuxinya does not need to be in control.

That being the case, the Lord should also be buried in history along with all this.

No matter how rough it has been, but how many storms and blood has gone through it, everything should be weathered into gray over time.

"Qingbo's position," Rong Xian suddenly said.

Qu Lang's brain had not yet reacted, and she had already subconsciously handed the spirit stone up.

Rong Xian didn't answer. She swept away and frowned, "Yu Xiaomen, how could they hide in Yu Xiaomen."

Qu Lang drew his head down and didn't dare to intervene. He could see that the Lord did not need him to answer.

It would be too unjust to intervene in a random way, poking the Lord, and making the Lord angry.

"Source?" Rong Xian asked curiously.

Qingbo was so tightly hidden that Qu Lang could find them overnight, and it was impossible for no one to tell.

Qu Lang spit out a name gently. Rong Xian listened, his eyes flickered, and he asked, "Can he have a request?"

There was a touch of admiration in Qu Lang's eyes, and the Lord always looked like God: "He wants to see who can drive his subordinates."

Rong Xian smiled playfully, categorically: "Promise him."

"Yes," Qu Lang replied.

Rong Xian walked two steps towards him and turned back and ordered: "Send someone immediately to surround the Yu Xiaomen, Xu Xu is not allowed in."

She speaks decisively and skillfully, and has a kind of fierce popularity.

Qu Lang's eyes twitched, looking at the young face of Zunzhu, and he felt that he saw a bear child jumping up and down.

Is that the Yuxiaomen you said to be around? Zhengdao Sect gate is not a display.

Coupled with a massacre of Shiqiao Ao and the outside world three years ago, the magic gate has long been on the blacklist of all righteous people, as long as it appears to be hacked to death in minutes.

Now the Lord asked them to besiege the Yu Xiaomen. He didn't even have to think about it. The news spread throughout the world in less than a quarter of an hour. Less than a day, the righteousness of the world would rush to grab their demon head.

He is not afraid of hypocrites, but he still doesn't want to do anything.

However, Qu Lang is so afraid to say such words, and can only ask questions carefully: "Sir, if anyone breaks out, kill, kill?"

He didn't forget what the Lord said in the cave. He didn't kill anyone. He had never killed anyone in his life.

Inexplicably, the image of the Lord is much taller.

Qu Lang had to admit that he was the happiest when he heard this sentence-he would never have to worry about losing his life anymore.

Rong Xian glanced at him obliquely, and said disgustedly, "Take out the horror of the horror door that everyone fears. What a pitiful look like."

Qu Lang wailed in his heart, but he wanted to show it up, but the Lord glared at you, and he couldn't help but soften.