Immortal Voices

Gu Yelan looks very similar to Rong Xian, who are gentle and calm, elegant and indifferent, as if the sky is still the gentle and leisurely grace.

However, when you look closely, it is different. Gu Yelan's gentleness is like a mask, polite to everyone, like independence and everyone, and barely standing in the crowd, too easy to understand.

Rong Xian has undoubtedly reached the pinnacle in this respect. She is usually warm and gentle and harmless, but laughing and yelling at people is naturally casual.

Of course, the style of painting is still wrong.

The two were handsome and beautiful, and standing together was still full of eyes.

Rong Xian slowly stretched out her hand, and a phantom of the bead surrounded by firelight was suspended above the palm.

Gu Ye's pupils shrank, and his gaze moved towards Rong Xian.

Rong Xian turned a blind eye to his attitude, and said with a smile: "The patriarch has been looking for it, right?"

She stretched out her finger and poked Lingzhu gently, Lingzhu gathered up smartly, and drew her fingertips, obediently and docilely.

Rong Xian smiled down and repeated, "Yelan has been looking for it, right?"

Gu Yelan didn't snor, but stared at Fire Lingzhu, unwilling to move for half a minute.

Rong Xian frowned slightly, and said, "For this spirit bead, the patriarch utterly ruined his heart and respected the Lord, and destroyed the only side branch of Rong's family."

When she spoke, her voice was soft and light, as if she was telling someone else's story, leaving no trace.

Gu Yelan finally looked away and fell on Rong Xian.

He frowned for a long time, and finally flattened the radian of his mouth, saying inexplicably: "What is the relationship between you and the Lord?"

Could it be a reincarnation of the soul that honors the Lord? !!

Rong Xian's eyebrows narrowed, and her smile was light. "It's what you think."

Gu Yelan's face changed, his expression gloomed: "I know, you must be ..."

"Yes, she is indeed my master." Rong Xian nonsense with a serious look.

This teacher and apprentice, Rong Xian secretly rubbed a vest on his body.

Gu Yelan: "..." What did you just say, you say it again?

Gu Yelan was choked for a long time, speechless for a long time.

Well, in a sense, it is indeed a problem left over by the soul that honors the Lord.

After the two sides politely and peacefully finished the old story, Rong Xian smiled. Like a villain neurosis, the epilogue rises with indescribable danger: "Today you will see how powerful this so-called artifact can fall. Under the artifact, I think the patriarch should be able to die without regret. "

As soon as the words fell, she was surrounded by a firelight, and people were integrated with the fire spirit beads, turning into a powerful and majestic fire dragon hovering in the sky.

The enclosed space began to distort under the exposed power of the fire dragon.

Zhang Ju took the opportunity to meet with the blue offerings, turned back and shouted, "The restraint is almost untenable. Hurry up."

Under the threat of the faint blue rays of insects, the men in black who had emotional feelings with Yun Changsheng and others heard that an instant spirit awakened from a perfunctory fight.

The two sides stared at each other, sweeping the former friendship of plastic flowers to the side like rubbish, and they ruthlessly said nothing.

As soon as you came to me, the atmosphere suddenly heavy.

On the other side, after Lan Fen worship was separated from Zhang Ju, he accidentally saw Jia Fen worship being crushed by Wan Gui and Tian Jinge, and hurried up to help his friends share the firepower.

Zhang Ju saw that his opponent was gone, and he didn't mind, and turned to stop the others.

A black mang passed, Zhang Ju widened his eyes, covered his neck to see who actually attacked him.

But he didn't find the one who killed him when his consciousness dissipated.

Hei Mang devoured Zhang Ju's newly emerged spirit into a man wearing a mask and wearing a black robe.

Mo Jin, guarding Rong Hao, paused for a long time, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, the King of Desolation!

Then he remembered that His Majesty had sent the King of the Desert to protect the Grand Prince secretly. The Grand Prince was here, and the King of the Desert would be here.

This is really good news for them.

The barbaric king was in a black robe suspended in mid-air, and he glanced at the expressionless boat not far away, his eyes even colder.

How can a man who is ruthless and still standing by his enemies can be regarded as a royal husband of a country.

Tong Zhou's golden eyes met the King of the Desert, and it only took a moment for him to realize that the King of the Desert was the first to really know what he was practicing.

He looked away casually and didn't say much.

Rong Xian's eyes paused on the King of the Desolation. At first, Cangtian was worried that she was not ignorant of what the ruthless Tao was, and her first choice in the Three Thousand Avenues was the ruthless Tao.

But she was unwilling to be dislodged by the ruthless Tao, she was unwilling to practice until she finally remembered everything she had, but it was too sad to read a story of someone else.

After all, everything that once went through is now Rong Xian.

Then Fu Yuhuang appeared, and Fu Yuhuang repaired Hongchen Road, and she groped in the red dust.

She laughs when she is happy, fights when she is angry, drinks a pot of warm wine when she is sad, and dances a sword silently when she is lonely. She is a real person who lives in disposition.

Smelling Hongchen Road, the third incarnation appeared.

The way Rong Hong cultivates is sentimental. She won't leave the palace, guard the palace and her loved ones, and guard everything she cherishes.

All thoughts flickered in my mind, the fire dragon lying in the air dived down suddenly, and the surrounding fire was burning, like endless purgatory.

Gu Yelan's figure instantly turned into nothingness, and the sounds of reincarnation appeared in the meditation. With the appearance of the sounds of reincarnation, the people on the side of Rong Dynasty cultivated to regress at a terrible speed. Become younger gradually.

# 没 人 不 喜欢 青年 #

This sentence only applies to mortal worlds. The age between monks represents experience and realm.

Perceiving this mysterious power, Mo Jinnian quickly propped up a protective cover between him and Rong Hao.

"Mr. Mo is nervous?" Rong Hao asked.

Mo Jinnian said solemnly: "I did not expect Gu Yelan to have realized the power of the law, even if it is only a faint trace, it is stronger than everyone here."

Rong Hao looked expressionlessly at the faint fire dragon above the void, and said, "Mr. Mo think the emperor will lose?"

Mo Jinnian sighed, but some rebellious people tried to touch the forehead of the eldest prince, but he held back. He replied: "Your Majesty is the most wicked Tianjiao I have ever seen. The age is just a time for Gu Yelan to take a nap. "

Rong Hao listened, obviously should be worried but inexplicably feel that Rong Xian will not lose.

This self-confidence is inexplicable, but Rong Hao believes in his intuition.

He frankly said: "The empress will win."