Immortal Voices

After hearing Zhen Zhen's response, Niu Yan and Sun Tianyou pumped their faces, because they had never sensed this fluctuation, nor had they seen such a sign. They must be fake magic repairs!

It seemed to see the loss in the hearts of the two, and Rong Xian groaned for a moment, comforting softly: "You are a devil, yes, you haven't sensed this energy just because you have cultivated too low, and wait for you to become high in the future. , Naturally you can sense it. "

The burdock's green tendons bounced out this time. This kind of heart-warming consolation is better than unconsolation.

"Little stone, how far is it from Guitucheng?" Wu Wenning asked impatiently.

She was tired of this way of walking on foot like a mortal, apparently they were already monks, would n’t they be able to arrive soon, whether it was Tengyun or Yujian? Why go step by step? It's a waste of time.

Niu Yan looked at Wu Wenning and said very seriously, "You can stop walking after waiting for the magic gate. It is not allowed to vacate within the range of the magic gate."

Wherever you go, you have to obey the hidden rules of the place, even if characters such as Lu Wenning and Zun Zhen are in the mid-thousand worlds.

Therefore, when everyone stood in front of a city gate and looked at the two magnificent characters on the city gate, they couldn't help widening their eyes, their eyes were incredible.

"This is the magic, the magic gate?" Wu Wenning's voice was a little out of tune.

Cruel and **** in the outside population, the dark and horrible magic gates are so carelessly laid out here, it's almost like a dream.

Don't give up a little cough and hide the smile on his lips. He suddenly thought of a dynasty in Zhongqianjie and directly named their capital ‘King Capital’. It was all so styled.

Rong Xian looked at the arrogant word "Magic Door" on the gate of the city, and there was a flash of nostalgia in her eyes. This word was handed by Amei, but Amei was gone.

Kungfu standing in the doorway, a young man quickly walked out of the city gate. The young people's edges and corners were slightly immature, and when they laughed, they felt like a sunny boy.

Followed respectfully behind him, he is the master of the magic gate, Qu Lang.

Niu Dai and Sun Tianyou looked at each other, and bowed their heads to show respect.

This adult even came in person, it seems that Doctor Rong is not in a low position in the magic gate.

Although there is a lord and a maiden in the gate, this master has always been at the top of the gate.

Although I don't understand why the master calls him the young master, they have nothing to do with their subordinates, and they call the young master.

The young man was wearing a robe of jade robes with a surprised smile on his face, looking like an ordinary family member.

He quickly came to Rong Xian, and subconsciously respected him. This respect followed with intimacy: "The teacher and the teacher are back. Come in now. Uncle Xiang has been waiting for you for a long time."

There was also a diligent smile on Qu Lang's face: "Ceratium is here. The young master has been waiting for a long time."

After Rong Xian nodded slightly towards him, she looked at Rong Yu. She bent her eyes, and the temperature in her voice increased a little: "Yu's time was just right, I just arrived at the magic gate, and you met him in person."

Rong Yu coughed slightly and wanted to stick to it, but looked at the people behind the Master and could only hold back.

He arched a few hands towards Zhen Zhen: "I have seen several Taoist friends, and it is also a fate that Taoist friends can come to the Demon Gate, so let the landlords do their best."

Wu Zhen and Wu Wenning are a little speechless. They simply have a fate along the way. There are too many people with fate.

However, they did not find that, except for them, there were few outsiders in Nanzhou. This time, if they were not Rong Xian, they would not have been able to come to Nanzhou.

"Then I'll disturb you then," answered Zhen Zhen politely.

Rong Yuzhen smiled, and he was not in the presence of Mo Xiu at all. With the shyness of seeing strangers, he busyly said, "Do not disturb, do not disturb."

Qu Lang saw his gesture, his eyelids jumped.

This young master is exactly the same as his Master, and his pretend is almost helpless.

Rong Yu's eyes turned to Niu Dai and Sun Tianyou. The harmlessness of his whole body changed instantly, and he said deeply, "Niu Dai, Tianyou, you two go to the Foreign Affairs Elders to report for a while, then go back."

Niu Dai and Sun Tianyou responded quickly: "Yes, young master."

Qi Zhen ignored the two little magicians. He looked at Rongyu deeply and couldn't help asking: "You are the young master of magicians, why should you call Teacher Rongxian?"

He could feel that the young master was not as harmless as he showed.

And faintly realized that this seems to have some kind of relationship with Rong Xian.

Qu Lang was tense in her heart, and responded subconsciously: "Because hellebore has teaching grace to the young master."

Rong Yu glanced at him with a calm expression, without revealing any flaws: "The teacher taught me the rhythm."

Wu Zhen immediately turned her head to look at Rong Xian. For so long, he didn't even know his daughter knew the rhythm.

Rong Xian perfunctoryly said: "But just pass the time."

That's right, Rong Xian certainly has the rhythm, she can play the flute.

In one sentence, Rong Xian immediately returned Zheng to him. Even though Zhen knew that the reason was not credible, he thought of a more acceptable reason.

A few people walked toward the gate of the demon hurriedly, Wu Wenning looked at the surrounding scenery with a look of amusement.

Today she can be regarded as a long-time expert. In the mouth of the right monk, she is very vicious and she can't wait to build the old nest under the ground, which is actually not the name of a sect.

The magic gate is just a big city, and this city has a loud name, which is the magic gate.

"Is this city all magical?" Wu Wenning asked curiously.

Sun Tianyou glanced at the doorkeepers and young masters who were smiling but had no meaning at all, and had to take the topic and explain: "No, there are also righteous monks, as well as ordinary people, but there are more magical repairs."

Qi Zhen glanced at Rong Yu in surprise and looked at Qu Lang again, and could not help asking: "The master of the gate is also the master of the city here?"

Niu Yan nodded and said, "That's true."

Qu Lang smiled like a harmless farmer: "To be precise, I'm just the owner of the city, and the title of the doorkeeper is only given by someone outside."

"Since it's not a magic organization, why do you die with the right monk?" Zhen Zhen was puzzled.

Niu Yan and Sun Tianyou, who had just come to Momen for three or two years, couldn't answer well, and Qu Lang pretended that he didn't hear it at all, lest she say something inappropriate, and was remembered by her old man.

Rong Yu looked like Rong Xian who hadn't heard anything, her smile was bright and clear, and she was as if she didn't have a dim sum machine. She grumbled and complained, "It's not because of the outside monks, if you are OK, you will knock down the magic gate. Hanging on the mouth, the city owner can bear it once or twice, who can bear it more times. "