Immortal Voices

When Rong Xian was teasing the Buddha, a dim light flashed in her eyes.

Someone moved her coffin.

Xiaoqianjie, Nanzhou belongs to Tucheng.

Three shabby and embarrassed youths rushed towards Guitucheng.

Behind them, there was an overwhelming amount of dark gas that felt very unknown.

Yun Youfeng, holding the jar of wine in his hand, said cautiously to the young man in a military uniform, "Feng Yan, soon arrived in Guitu City. As long as we arrive in Guitu City, we will be safe."

Feng Yan wiped the dirt on his face and asked, "Master Yuncheng, I don't understand why we are safe when we return to Tucheng."

Yun Youfeng held up the wine jar and mumbled and sipped several sips. Then he said with a complicated look: "A friend of mine told me before the ascension that if one day he was in danger, he could come to Tucheng for blessing."

Why is he not clear?

However, during the journey from Dongzhou to Nanzhou, the chase behind him became more and more anxious, and he became more and more convinced of Shen Jiuliu's words.

And he also inquired about the news of San Niang and learned that San Niang had appeared in Guitucheng.

Let him see what mystery is in Guitu City.

"Don't drink, we'll be here soon." Qing Eryi's green robe looked a little thin, but those godlike eyes could see that he was more restrained and deeper than ever.

Yunyou Feng held Weidian's hand for a while. He had a good wine all his life, and the best wine he had ever drunk was the one he had devoted to making for him.

But after so many years, he searched everywhere, but never heard of the girl except to return to Tucheng.

Yunyou wind murmured: "San Niang, where are you physically?"

Many years ago, since Rong Xian had an accident, he could not rest assured that San Niang would go around without any gain.

He refused to think that San Niang would be in trouble and could not accept it.

He would prefer San Niang to live somewhere in the world.

Yunyou Feng sighed and stood up and said, "Rested, let's hurry."

Behind the endless pursuit, it is not time to let them relax.

The three quickly walked towards Guitucheng, using this Guitucheng as their last life-saving straw.

Inside Guicheng City, the word "Demon Gate", which is still dragon and phoenix dance, hangs above the city.

The middle-aged devil who wore the moonlight grass logo reluctantly said, "Zuo Hufa is still inside?"

If the female devil's face is cold and frosty, "You don't know the heart of protecting the law, he always thought that the person was dead, and now he suddenly realized that person's breath, how could he give up."

The middle-aged magical look is a bit complicated, and the word love is the most hurtful, but also the most elusive.

Suddenly, he looked up into the distance and said, "A visitor came."

The words fell, and the figure of him and the nun fell into a cloud of black fog.

When they reunited, they suddenly appeared in front of Yunyou Feng's three.

Yun Youfeng stopped, when he just wanted to say something, the middle-aged magician didn't look at him, stared at the distance for a moment, and said, "Why are people without a cliff here?"

The demon repairing her eyes was dark, mysterious and weird: "After the young master left, Wuxinya was not occupied by the evil revision from where he came from, and now he does not look exactly like the respect of the Lord at the time."

The female demon's look was a bit disgusted: "Become dirty and degenerate, we are demon, they are demon, don't confuse them."

"This ..." Yun Youfeng opened his mouth and wanted to finish his speech.

The middle-aged demon repairer said in a deep voice: "Go to the forbidden area of ​​Tucheng, and those who come will stop."

A dark cloud in front of him stagnates in mid-air, and the black cloud rolls in the void, giving a sense of oppression from wind and rain.

Yun Youfeng took a step forward, and when he arched his hand, he saw the female demon fly directly into the air, her momentum suddenly broke out, but her petite figure was extremely powerful, and she faintly formed a tit-for-tat with Heiyun.

Yun Youfeng: "..." Give me a chance to speak.

The middle-aged demon repairer seemed to know what Yun Youfeng was thinking. He pointed behind him and said, "Go straight into the gate, and someone will entertain you."

Although Yun Youfeng hasn't seen them, they will thoroughly and thoroughly investigate the people who have appeared around the Lord even if they have only said a word.

Yun Youfeng may not know their own details in detail.

Not to mention, this is still a person who likes His Holiness.

Thinking of Lord Hanxi, the middle-aged devil repaired his face.

Even if His Holiness had fallen for so many years, it was still difficult for him to step out of that person's shadow.

As for the Yunyou Feng who likes the Lord Hanxi, all the informed magicians treat it with high mountains, which is so blind ...

Yun Youfeng was a little at a loss, but when he saw that middle-aged Moxiu didn't mean to speak at all, he could only take Feng Yan and Qing Er into the gate quickly.

Inside the demon gate, Niu Yan and Sun Tianyou met the person and looked at each other.

Niu Dai stepped forward and said, "Three please."

As he spoke, he led the man inward.

Three: "..."

The three of them were all blank, and they didn't ask any questions. Did they take care of them casually?

Seeing their hesitation, Sun Tianyou probably knew what they were thinking, and smiled and said, "The three of you are the old man of Doctor Rong. We have been blessed by Doctor Rong, so as long as you appear here, the magic gate will protect you of."

When they heard the name 'Doctor Rong', all three looked a little dazed.

That man has been dead for almost ten years, but he can still take care of them. God is really unfair. Good people always do n’t report well.

After the three of them walked in, they saw a monk ... ?

It is not right to say that the monk was wearing a simple blue robe with dark black hair behind him, looking holy and compassionate.

Holding a string of beads in his hand, he was sitting cross-legged in front of a Buddha statue and knocking on a wooden fish.

"Come here?" I said softly.

He opened his eyes, and his transparent eyes looked like a monk, or he was a monk.

Seeing no self, the three seemed to see Rong Xian faintly.

Rong Xian has always been gentle and gentle, with all his heart and heart, he wants to hang the pot to save the world, and those clear phoenix eyes reflect the world's suffering.

And this man also looked very gentle, and in those eyes were all living beings, holy Zen.

Wuyi glanced from the three, stopped at Feng Yan, and said lightly, "You have a relationship with Doctor Rong, come with me."

Seeing Yun Youfeng's anxiety, Wuyou raised a shallow, almost invisible radian, and said, "If you want to follow, you can follow."

After all, he opened the entrance to the underground palace and led the three of them towards it.

As for his subordinates' entanglement with Wuxinya Moxiu, he did not take it to heart as he did not see it.

This calm attitude also infected the three more or less, making their hearts gradually calm down.