Immortal Voices

Ling Jun never knew that during the brief conversation just now, there was a collision between Tianyou Qiyun and Rong Xian's Rongguo Wanmin Qiyun.

He was almost blinded and confused by Rong Xian, but thought he was almost convinced by Rong Xian's very reasonable words.

Ling Jun was both annoyed and funny from the look, annoyed that he was dazzled by Rong Xian's soul-stirring soup. The funny thing was that Rong Xian turned around in an effort to reject him.

It's not too urgent at this moment, anyway, people are already under his nose, isn't it sooner or later to become him?

Ling Jun thought for a while, instead of being aggressive, he switched the topic and said, "After seeing you intact, I want you to follow me back to Rouge City, Yueer now ..."

Speaking of Bai Changyue, Jun looked a little sad from the look: "Now I'm unconscious, I want you to help me see her."

Rong Xian thought of the girl who laughed with two sweet little pears on her cheeks, and couldn't help but let Ling Jun obliquely.

Beast! When I need to change the subject, I think of Bai Changyue, alas.

Ling Jun froze from the body looked at by this delicate look: "What, what?"

The mood in Rong Xian's eyes slightly converged, and a slight worry appeared in her eyes, so she didn't take it seriously: "Three years ago, I asked White Girl to look for medicinal herbs. After thinking of finding all the medicinal herbs, she became Miss Bai. Alchemy cures illness. I never thought that too much happened later. It has been delayed till now. "

She solemnly said: "I'm sorry Jun Cong, it's all my fault."

"It has nothing to do with you." Ling Jun comforted with a soft voice: "Yue'er's illness has not been cured before, and what happened later is not what you want."

Rong Xian sighed a bit, and finally took the initiative to back up the pot, but the result was Ling Jun politely lifted.

Her anxiety froze in her eyebrows, with a false emotion in her heart, saying: In this world, it is difficult to be a bad person.

Then, she went down the donkey and said, "Even if Juncong thinks this is not my fault, I can't help worrying about White Girl."

Bai Changyue's body was not optimistic three years ago, and can be dragged on to this day. He wants to make Juncong and the Bai family do nothing.

If Lingjun never stopped her today, Bai Changyue might not be able to sleep and could not wake up again.

Ling Jun was even more clear about the inside story, and he looked worried: "Yueer ... the situation is very bad."

"Then let's hurry up and hope it's too late." Rong Xian's tone was a touch of urgency, but deep in his eyes was indifferent.

Ling Jun never found the indifference behind Rong Xian's Jinghua Shuiyue. He only looked at the gentleness of the Jinghua Shuiyue, and his heart softened into a pool of water.

Rong Xian, she is always reluctant to see any life passing away, she is always so kind.

Kindness: Hehe.

"Okay, let's go." Ling Jun unexpectedly reached out and shrugged Rong Xian's waist, flickered, and turned away.

In situ, Rong Yu was self-explanatory.

The clatter of his teeth bite, and now he doesn't care about hatred anymore. He hurriedly greeted the people behind him: "Hurry up, don't let the kid in the family take the master's advantage."

The four black crows heard this and almost fell off at their feet.

My little lord, you have a long snack, just the little three-legged cat's effort, even if you are lucky, you ca n’t carry the Lord.

From the beginning to the end, the Lord is soliciting the kid without any trace. Who is taking advantage of him?

Su Xuan and Ye Wenchun have already kept up with Rong Xian the first time that Ling Jun had ridden him. No matter what His Highness wants to do, they will not let His Highness leave their sight.

In the air, Rong Xian's hand grasped Ling Juncong's clothes tightly. Those eyes, always with a gentle smile, were tightly closed, seeming to be afraid, but also because of something else.

"Don't be afraid." A magnetic voice sounded in my ears, a little fuzzy and gentle. "With me, nothing will happen. You open your eyes and look at the scenery below. It's beautiful."

Ling Jun had to admit that he didn't say "I'm here, nothing will happen" to Rong Xian alone. He said to everyone who was happy, and every time he moved those reds. Can't wait to make a promise.

Rong Xian seemed to be comforted by him, his long eyelashes trembled, and his clear eyes finally opened.

She looked at Ling Juncong with a complex look, and smashed into those affectionate eyes.

Rong Xian lowered his eyes and said quietly, "Jun Cong, your behavior is very dangerous."

Dare to approach her without saying hello. If it is not critical, she forcibly restrains her instinct, and Jun has been knocked down by her.

Even if you can't kill, you can lose both.

His behavior is as deadly as trying to hold the lifeblood of a strong man!

"Where's the danger, look around, isn't it beautiful?" Ling Jun never knew Rong Xian's true thoughts.

But his speed slowed down a little bit, and he devoted himself to the romance that he brought, and he was drunk.

Rong Xian rolled his eyes silently and ignored the idiot.

Ling Jun looked at the person close to her arms from the side, only felt that the empty heart was filled with something for a moment, and the bulging sense of happiness and satisfaction filled.

Ling Jun suddenly had the urge to hold this person and fly to the sky, to the end of life, his heartbeat gradually accelerated, and his eyes filled with soft smiles.

This is the feeling that others can't bring him, the feeling of singing like the soul is comfortable, making him unable to let go.

Rong Xian looked down, and above the clouds, thousands of styles were under his feet. The cold wind blew, and she could still feel the coldness of the corroded bones even if she was covered by a spiritual shield.

Rong Xian's clear eyes are rarely lonely. She has always been lonely, but she never showed it, because she does not need sympathy and compassion, and no one tries to take her to more complicated places. Noisy world.

She is lonely because she stands tall enough, sees the scenery that ordinary people cannot see, and enjoys the pleasure that ordinary people cannot enjoy, so she must bear the loneliness that ordinary people do not have.

She didn't care about this loneliness. She was always arrogant because of her own strength and because she lived to understand.

"Rong Xian, why don't you speak? Are you still scared?" Ling Jun asked in a low voice, his burning breath spilled into Rong Xian's ears, making her uncomfortable hiding.

A low smile sounded softly, making Jun Rongxian's hair: "Xiao Xian, you are still so cute."

"Jun Cong, you are getting better." Rong Xian's voice came with a faint warning.

The smile on her face disappeared, but because of the purity and tolerance of Shui Lingzhu, she still gave a warm and soft feeling when she did not smile. This cold face did not scare the king in any way.