Immortal Voices

Although Zhen Zhen did not go into the bottom line, she still had many questions in her heart.

The first time he saw someone like Rong Xian, she looked very simple at first glance. After getting along, you will find her simpler, but occasionally you only know that the simpler people seem to be the deeper.

Instead, he asked a question that puzzled him most: "Who hurt you three years ago? According to rumors, it is Moxiu who killed you. Are you not familiar with Moxiu? What exactly is between you and Moxiu? What's going on? Or, is that just a trap? "

Rong Xian smiled slightly at him, a serious nonsense: "I was indeed killed by the devil, but it did not die."

Wu Zhen's expression was dignified, he looked at Rong Xian deeply, apparently waiting for Rong Xian's explanation.

Rong Xian's tone was light and his tone was silky. Word by word jumped like stepping on the zenith of his heart. The inducement of bewilderment was obvious: "Sir, there will be bewilderment between every force."

She didn't say a word, this sentence was not to solve the problem for Zhenzhen at all, but the people who heard it could not understand it in the direction she wanted.

Wu Zhen thought about that sentence, and thought it was the inner conflict between the magical repairs, so Rong Xian was hit hard.

But he didn't know that his guess was completely out of touch with the actual situation, and he didn't know that as long as Rong Xian was there, the so-called internal conflict was just a joke, a pleasure that let Rong Xian pass the time.

Rong Xian glanced at Zhen Zhen's expression, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened, and his voice softly said, "Mr. Do you still have doubts?"

Tong Zhen gritted her teeth, and finally asked, "Respect the Lord?"

Rong Xian looked down, her eyelashes trembled, and the streamer at the bottom of her eyes was masked: "It's dead."

Her voice was inexplicable sorrow, like a **** history banned, and it was full of sorrow and regret.

Gao Zhen looked happy, but realized that Rong Xian's relationship with Xi Xinzun seemed close. He immediately masked the joy, and lamented pretendingly: "It's a pity."

Rong Xian didn't mean to break through him, but said with a smile: "Man can't be resurrected from death. Perhaps death is another new beginning. Sir, don't be sad, grief will hurt you."

With a flick of his cheek, who would be overly mournful for the old woman, he could not wait to celebrate the fire when he heard the death of the man.

There was a smirk on his face, and he countered: "Of course I won't be sad. After all, people are old and sick, and the [wow—] woman is just returning to the embrace of heaven. This is a natural law."

#Every word will be black interest heart respect the Lord #

Therefore, it's not that Rong Xian doesn't like to talk to him. It is because he is too creative and always has He Rongxian in his heart.

Rong Xian was too lazy to pay attention to the word that was automatically silenced in Zhen Zhen's mouth. She showed a smiling smile towards Tong Zhen, and said falsely: "Mr. always has such wrong words."

Regarding Rong Xian's nonsense, Tong Zhen jumped, and for a long time she didn't say a word.

He was deeply aware that he could not win the fight with Rong Xian.

It was gratifying that Rong Xian just chatted to death.

In the end, Zhen Zhen can only throw a sentence, ‘I ’ll bring your cousin’, and leave with pity.

Rong Xian looked indifferently at Zhen Zhen, and said to Niu Yan: "It's the first time I've seen anyone so self-talking and feeling affectionate."

Niu Dai didn't quite understand, and he asked in doubt: "Why do you want to force yourself to be with him since the host doesn't like him?"

Rong Xian thought about it and replied, "Probably because I have to endure him, but it won't be long."

Sun Tianyou asked nervously, "Is that person threatening you?"

Rong Xian shook her head and said frankly unexpectedly: "I owe that person a cause and effect."

She rubbed her chin gently, revealing a slightly distressed look, and slowly said, "It seems I need to 'look for opportunities' to pay off this cause and effect."

Sun Tianyou and Niu Dai did not speak again. Even if they didn't understand it, they could understand from Rong Xian's tone that this so-called ‘finding opportunity’ was definitely not a good word.

Rong Xian grabbed the little snake on the ground in his hands and said to Sun Tianyou: "Pack up and we leave immediately."

She didn't want to see the so-called cousin at all, nor did she want to have more elders.

Sun Tianyou didn't ask much. He waved his hand to take away all the contents of the tent, and Niu Yan stepped forward and quickly dismantled the tent and put it away.

Although Rong Xian was very anxious, her conscientious education was deeply rooted in her bone marrow. Even with the brow burning her eyebrows, her calm and graceful attitude made her completely unaware of her urgency.

Of course, it might be more appropriate to say that her moods are not subdued ...?

Seeing that the two subordinates had finished packing, Rong Xian slightly raised his voice and said, "Let's go."

At the original Yuxiaomen station, everyone in the right way looked at the surviving disciples in Yuxiaomen, and then looked at the deep pit where Mingmingghuang placed, leaving one by one in silence.

None of them dared to open up to keep those disciples, and if they accidentally attracted a killing god, that would be too unjust.

Until those people were almost gone, Tsinghua and Lu ancestors came to Anyang.

"Xuanhua Mountain has two places. I wonder if they can come to Xuanhua Mountain?" Tsinghua invited in a sincere tone.

Yangming couldn't help but said, "Brother An, Brother Lu, if you are willing to come, Xuanhua Mountain will be treated equally."

Lu ancestor rolled his eyes, and even the descendants of his family wanted to take it in. Xuanhuashan really dare to think.

Immediately afterwards, he followed Anyang Road: "You and Yuan'er are both on the same door, and the door of the Lu family is always open for you."

Anyang pressed the emotion of Master's death deep in her heart, and opened her eyes toward her only surviving master: "Master Lu, although Yuxiaomen is gone ..."

He choked his voice, and saw his brother, who was paralyzed, secretly wiped his tears, and he couldn't help sulking into his heart, and a blood spurted out.

"Brother!" Lu Yuan immediately rushed up to help people.

Master is gone, Master is his backbone. If Master is down, he really does n’t know what to do. Is it true that Yu Xiaomen will disappear?

Yang Ming and Shen Jiuluo looked at each other slowly, stood aside and did not interfere.

Anyang supported Lu Yuan's arm, reached out and wiped off the blood from his mouth, and said, "I'm fine. This mouth spit out is much more comfortable."

After he stood still, he released Lu Yuan's hand, and said hoarsely, "There will be no more Yuxiaomen in the future. If you are willing to go to Xuanhua Mountain, follow Tsinghua. If you want to go home, Let's go too. I believe that no matter what you choose, the two seniors will certainly take care of you. "

"Brother, what about you?" Lu Yuan asked, staring closely at Anyang.

He always knew that Master and Master were sympathetic to father and son. He was afraid that Master would not do anything stupid.

PS: Actually, the author had no motivation to write the article when the manuscript fee came out last month. After all, the hundreds of dollars could not afford the rent (covering his face), but I saw the support of many little angels as always, and the author was really moved. Thank you, because your authors are willing to continue working hard.