Immortal Voices

Seeing Yan Rui's helpless appearance, Rong Xian let him go with mercy, and Shi Shiran said, "Mr. Yan, let's go."

Yan Rui held the lotus flower, even when she kept up.

As he walked, he wondered what was happening in the book just now. Without thinking about the frustrating accident, he had some doubts as to whether something had gone wrong with his exercises.

Yan Rui's attention wasn't focused, and Rong Xian floating in front of her suddenly thought of something. The figure suddenly burst into a sudden, and Yan Rui slammed into it.

It was too late for God to stop when he returned, and he passed through Rong Xian.

Yan Rui: "..." He didn't do it on purpose, nor did he want to take advantage of other girls.

Yan Rui really wanted to cover her face and run away. Since meeting this girl, he has put himself in an awkward position every time.

Rong Xian looked at Yan Rui with a blank expression, and said lightly, "Is Mr. Yan dissatisfied with me?" Otherwise, why always do something that makes her misunderstand.

Yan Rui: "... No."

He was telling the truth, except that the girl's logical thinking is not the same as others, everything else is good.

Seeing that Yan Rui couldn't say one or two or three, Rong Xian's pure eyes were full of distress and bewilderment that couldn't be ignored, and then she suddenly realized that she smashed her fist in the palm of her left hand with a smile that couldn't be ignored. It's trying to get my attention. "

Under the distorted expression that Yan Rui couldn't control, Rong Xian made a point of saying: "You succeeded."

Yan Rui: If you talk to yourself like this, how can you grow up so safely before you die!

Yan Rui coughed, seeming to change the subject casually: "Speaking of which, the girl's name is the same as that of Blind Medicine."

Rong Xian said slowly: "Mr. Yan really looks at the fire."

Then there is no more.

Why the name is called, what the family thinks is completely unknown.

Yan Rui: "..."

Come on, he didn't try to talk awkwardly anymore, this girl just has the ability to irritate people with one sentence.

At this time, Rong Xian also realized that he had chatted to death, and it was difficult for Mr. Yan to work hard to find the topic.

She hesitated and tentatively said, "It's over, or shall we talk?"

Yan Rui: Hehe.

Yan Rui was unwilling, and Rong Xian was not reluctant.

She turned sharply and asked, "Why did Mr. Yan walk to Ziyun Dojo?"

She frowned slightly. "My nephew isn't incapable of moving. When we arrive slowly, he may have finished his work and left."

Yan Rui was embarrassed again. He thought that Nephew's nephew had come to Ziyun Dojo, but after hearing this, he realized that he would be wrong.

But-"I can take you on an aircraft, but I'm afraid you will be blown away by the wind."

Rong Xian expressionless: "Don't you think you think too much?"

Yan Rui's mouth twitched, okay, he thought too much, but who made this girl look weak and could not help but feel a sense of hanging out at any time.

In the end, he opened the suspicion that the book was broken, and touched his fingertips on the boat. The word "boat" flew out of the book, and after a circle around Yan Rui, he was in midair The cross was up.

Then the glyphs were elongated and turned into a flat boat.

Rong Xian was curious and surprised.

Although she knows that these Confucian people are very capable, she did not expect that a word could be played out.

You do n’t need to bring anything when you go out. It ’s called # 书 有 有 颜如玉, the book has its own gold house #.

Yunzhou was suspended in midair, and Yan Rui's figure fluttered, and people stood on Yunzhou.

He leaned slightly and looked down, trying to call the veratrum to fly up.

"What are you looking at?" A curious voice sounded in my ear.

Yan Rui paralyzed his face and glanced sideways, only to see Rong Xian was standing on the side of his elbow, and learning his attitude to look down.

Yan Rui: "..."

Seeing him not speaking, Rong Xian blinked, wondering: "What's wrong? Mr. Yan still has someone to wait for? I thought it was just us."

Yan Rui was furious with his repeated behavior, and he couldn't hold back anymore: "I'm the only one. You don't know what the status of the girl is?"

Rong Xian stood upright and looked down at the clouds below, although Yan Rui couldn't see her face, but the kind of sadness and Xiao Suo that came from the face made him aware of it.

Yan Rui touched her nose, a little embarrassed.

How come he was really a little girl again, which made him a little embarrassed.

He was a little embarrassed and said, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Rong Xian's tone shouted, "Mr. Yan is not wrong."

Yan Rui: Some guilt.

Rong Xian sighed slightly: "I always forget that I am not the same now as before, and Mr. Yan's reminder is like a heads-up drink, which made me face up to my problem. Mr. Yan is not wrong."

Yan Rui :! !!

The more thoughtful the little girl is, the more uncomfortable he is.

So all the way, Yan Rui and Rong Xian did not speak.

In this silent atmosphere, Yan Rui controlled Yunzhou to fly to the Ziyun Dojo, and took the time to glance at the little girl. Once she found that the girl's mood was wrong, she quickly enlightened.

If the little girl can't think of it, she becomes a ghost, and after some adventures, she becomes the ghost king ...

Although that is also very prestigious, in the Ninth Age, it is equivalent to being a vassal official, and when he becomes a ghost emperor, he directly feuds the country and establishes the system. However, he can always stay in the Ninth Age. There is no happiness in the Ninth Age, and the evil created by this girl also has his part Karma.

Thinking of this, Yan Rui was even more afraid to let the little girl alone, and he racked his brains to think about the topic, and the embarrassing Rong Xian couldn't cooperate.

Rong Xian sighed in his heart. Is he really going to walk with this stupid head?

No matter who you choose, you will suffer from mental retardation.

I don't know if Confucianism is loved by luck, but no crisis has been encountered along the way.

Rong Xian thought about that strange luck, but still felt that the saint was blessing his disciples and grandchildren.

Think of it this way, saints are more responsible.

On the boat, it was half a month after they arrived at the Ziyun Dojo.

Before Yan Rui had time to lower the flat boat, she felt the force fluctuations in front of each other.

He identified it carefully, and his expression was clear: "There is a magic cultivation, you can hide this in the boat, don't go out, I'll see if there is anything I can help."

Without waiting for Rong Xian to reply, a wave of black ink splashed suddenly under his feet, looking like wind and waves.

# 真是 好 风 thanks to strength, send me on Qingyun # ah.

Her stingy figure turned into a little bit of light and disappeared in situ.

The next moment, they reunited with the man who had the magical spirit.

Yan Rui, who was already holding a book, was ready to help kill the magical Xiu Xingfeng, but the words in his mouth had not yet been spoken, and at a glance he saw Rong Xian around Moxiu.

He breathed in his throat in a breath: "Don't I let you stay in the flat boat? Why are you running over?"

Didn't you see the cruel devil with red eyes around him? If you get caught, just wait for your death.

Yan Rui calmly said, "You can't come?"