Immortal Voices

"Long stay, swim, and Jun Cong and Yancheng Lord, it ’s a coincidence that we met again." Yang Ming raised his corners of his mouth slightly, showing the joy of seeing his friends in his smile.

He looked sideways at Lu Yuan, who was leading a few people, and said solemnly: "This time, Yu Xiaomen's robbery, Brother Lu must take care of the students and sisters in the door."

Lu Yuan said subconsciously: "Yes."

After the response was finished, Lu Yuan returned to God, and took a subconscious look.

After three years of absence, Yang Ming's majesty is more prosperous. Lu Yuan feels that Brother Ruo Yangming is standing with his master more definitely than his master.

After waiting for him to speak, Shen Jiuliu greeted him, "Brother Yangming."

Yang Ming looked at Shen Jiuliu, his frown slightly: "Why not see you in three years, you lost so much."

The breath on my body is also colder, as if I can drift away from the mundane world and away from the hustle and bustle at any time.

Shen Jiu-liu knew that he was caring about himself, and there was a stream of heat in his heart, and his eyebrows were slightly gentle: "I just focused too much on cultivation and made my brother worry."

Yang Ming glanced at him disapprovingly, and whispered carefully: "Don't do this in the future, pay more attention to your body."

"Okay." Shen Jiuyu responded cheerfully.

Yun Youfeng grinned and said, "It seems that the brothers Jiu Liu still listened to Brother Yangming. I have known him for so long, and I haven't seen him listen to me more."

Yan Fei interjected suddenly: "He is Love House and Black."

Suddenly the air was silent, and the faces of several of them stagnated.

Yan Fei seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, her face turned white, and she hid towards Ling Jun from behind.

Several people here know who she is referring to as the 'house'. That is Rong Xian, the most special piece of white moonlight in the hearts of everyone. It is a wound that cannot be touched in their hearts. It touches blood and pain when touched. Suffocation.

Ling Jun froze from his expression, and saw Yan Feisher's shrinking expression, sighing in her heart, and began to shift the topic to make a clearance for her: "Brother Yangming, did you come with Sixin Master?"

Yang Ming also didn't want to make Yan Fei's girl's house too difficult, so she cooperated with him: "The master was with us, but he and the other heads didn't come in."

Lu Yuan arched his hand in a sincere tone: "Xuanhuashan great gratitude, I have to remember up and down the Yu Xiaomen. If you can survive this calamity, Yu Xiaomen will certainly return your favor."

Yang Ming replied: "Master Lu is serious."

At this moment, in the hall, Anyang tried to tell Chong Guang the news and speculations he had obtained, and looked forward to asking: "Master, how about it? Have you ever thought of why the magic gate is not besieged by another house? Come and siege us? "

Chongguang looked at the apprentice with a serious face, and Anyang became nervously subconscious. He asked, "Do we have a baby in our school?"

Zhong Guang shook his head: "No."

"That legendary artifact?" Anyang continued.

Chongguang gave him a surprised look, and the look was like mental retardation: "It must not be, if at all, the magic repair is not enough to be so arrogant. The teacher himself could not help but jump out They resolved. "

"What the **** is that?" Anyang's hair was almost white.

After seeing the apprehension of the apprehension of the apprehensive, the hair was lost a lot, and finally he had a good heart attack. He said with a heavy voice, "I was thinking of the teacher."

Anyang looked happy and asked: "What is it?"

"Shanmen station." Chongguang said word by word.

Anyang was aggressive, what? What did you say

Chongguang said with pain in his face, "Those magicians must have looked at our feng shui treasure of Yuxiaomen, so they only besieged, and they were afraid of destroying the settings inside. They were waiting for us to surrender and surrender. And then it was really unanimous to take this place without a single soldier. You, Tuer, you said ... Tuer, where are you going, you have n’t finished talking for the division. "

Chongguang was talking, and when he turned around, he saw that the apprentice walked out of the hall without turning his head.

Chongguang: Really filial piety!

Anyang stepped out of the hall and tried to suppress the blue tendons in the forehead, with a blank expression.

He had long known that Master was no longer reliable, why did he go up and look for abuse.

It ’s really hard for Master to be serious nonsense there, Moxiu fancy the Yu Xiaomen station? This is really a big joke.

If they are fancy, they have already robbed them, so how can Yuxiaomen pass on for thousands of years.

Besides, why does the magic gate want Yuxiaomen to come?

One is not suitable for magic cultivation, and the second is a spacious and conspicuous location. The creatures who can't wait to build an old nest under the ground can come to grab the place here, and their brains are flooded.

Anyang rubbed his forehead in distress, and it seemed that Master could not ask anything.

That ’s right, except that Master only knows about eating, drinking, and having fun all day long. He has n’t bothered to worry about anything except to do things twice a day. The heads of generations have been up, and Yu Xiaomen has not been defeated by his Master.

Outside Yu Xiaomen, Rong Xian, who had approached Yu Xiaomen, finally stopped.

"Church master, is there anything you want to command?" Niu Yan diligently stepped up and asked.

Rong Xian squinted his eyes slightly, his mind turned, and the invisible sword qi carved something in the air.

When she opened her eyes, Jian Qi suddenly disappeared.

Rong Xian stretched out her right hand, and the rune portrayed in mid-air rushed into the hand and turned into a command.

She handed the order to Niu Dai, and said casually: "Tomorrow will be given to the doorkeeper. Don't stay after that, just come back."

The burdock carefully collected the sign, and said with a smile: "Yes, the owner of Xinglutang can rest assured that his subordinates will do it."

Rong Xian raised a smile with an eyebrow: "Of course I'm assured that you can't do anything. If you can't do it ..."

She glanced at the twisted Akin on the ground, and said disgustingly, "I will give you Xiaojin to raise it."

Niu Yan: He will complete the task if he dies.

A Jin: Snakes should not change their owners frequently. The owners change frequently to make the snakes lose weight.

After Niu Yan left, Sun Tianyou looked at the gloomy dark clouds in front of him. He knew that those were magic repairs.

Sun Tianyou asked in anxiety: "Linhuitang Lord, shall we go?"

Rong Xian said meaningfully: "For the time being, I will wait for someone and leave tomorrow."

"Yes, the master." Sun Tianyou responded.

He didn't ask much, but took something out of the appetite, and erected a small tent with hands and feet, although the space inside was small and complete.

On the red wooden table is just the hot water that has just been burned. The spices in the incense burner are slowly burning, and a medical book is placed on the soft collapse.

Rong Xian was accustomed to Sun Tianyou's behavior. She swung her sleeves away, and a half-human-size stone suddenly appeared on the ground.

Rong Xian glanced down at the stone for a moment, his fingertips were condensed with sword qi, and he crouched down and carved something gently on it.

After placing the cup, Sun Tianyou wondered about Rong Xian's weird behavior: "Lord, what are you doing?"

Rong Xian's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't hear the mood, "I'm carving a tombstone."

Sun Tianyou asked subconsciously: "To whom?"

Rong Xian's lips were slightly raised, and her smile was very subtle: "I think it's probably for me."