Immortal Voices

Rong Xian looked at everything happening with interest, after pretending to comment in his heart, he made a definition that was not salty or salty: Suzuran was quite talented when she practiced magic skills, how long In time, I have become so proficient in practicing those relatively difficult techniques.

At this moment, the slightly cramped room was turned into a deserted wilderness, with gusts of wind and croaks and crows, and the burial mounds rolling in and out of sight can be seen.

Rong Xian's pupils tightened, it turned out to be an unintentional cliff, and Suzuran suddenly transferred them from Xizhou to Beizhou. In that room, a teleportation array was even arranged!

All kinds of thoughts in his head turned sharply, and Rong Xian only half-squeezed a word from his throat, "Where is this?"

"Haven't your demon disciple told you? This is Wuxinya, it's his home." Suzuran smiled.

She pointed at these endless tombs, and laughed, "This is the tomb of Mianfeng, the mountain behind Wuxin Cliff. Rong Yu grew up here since she was a child. It stands to reason that you have no chance to come to the Holy Life A place like Shan, but I pity you, and by the way take you to see how your students grew up. "

Rong Xian stared at the tombs with no change in his look. He looked sincerely and earnestly: "No matter where Yuer grows up, he is my student."

Buried on the Mianfeng of Wuxin Cliff Tomb are soldiers who died in the battle of the Sect of Emperor Zong. Regardless of their lifetime, they died on the battlefield and are admirable.

Yuer was able to grow up here and uphold the will of her predecessors. This is the most desired thing. Only when Suzuran came to Wuxinya didn't understand anything, she thought it was terrible.

Suddenly, Ran Xian heard Rong Xian's refutation: "Good, Rong Xian, the more pure and clear you are, the more I want to see you sink in the mud."

Her figure took a step back, and Rong Xian jumped in her heart. Before she could react, countless red mists spewed out from this gray space. The mist was ambiguous, and there seemed to be a voice that made people blush and heartbeat entangled inside.

Immediately, Rong Xian's pair of phoenix eyes turned into a bottomless depth, and the eyebrows were also severely killed.

It turned out to be Shengge, Lily Lan really did everything to deal with her.

Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and stared straight at the lily of the valley.

The invisible force completely separated the red mist. The side of the lily of the valley was clean and clear, and her side was dirty and turbid.

Seeing Rong Xian looking at her, Suzuran saw a layer of red mist. Although she couldn't see Rong Xian's look clearly, she wanted to come in despair and helplessness. In this way, Suzuran felt that she was all happy.

"Rong Xian, you are a doctor, and you want to know Shengge if you want to come." Suzuran curled her hair, her face full of ugly excitement.

She circled her hair at her fingertips and said with a smile: "You must know, after you hit the sunscreen and anti-drug, how can you not know all the anti-drug all over again. This song was a waste of effort that I got. Yes, nothing is used on you. Although I don't know how you solve the shading, I don't believe you can do it.

She was like a **** on the ground, and said to the ants on the ground, "Rong Xian, you should be honored. This is the first time that Shengge has appeared in this world."

Shengge, taken from the meaning of Yeye Shengge.

Once poisoned by this kind of Shengge, although the human consciousness is sober, it is controlled by the body's instincts.

Every seven days, there is an hour that can control the body, and after an hour, it is a deeper sinking than before.

Many people will commit suicide at the first time they can control their body after being poisoned. They cannot accept their unbearable self.

This poison is not inextricable. Within seven days, as long as you can carry it, it will be solved naturally, but no one succeeds in carrying this condition on your own.

Rong Xian saw the magic repairs behind the red mist, and could clearly feel the fiery and greedy eyes of those people who fell on her.

"Lily of the valley ..." Rong Xian called softly, her voice was as light as a mosquito, and she couldn't hear any emotions. "I really look down on you."

The next moment, the golden silk thread came out of her hands, and in the shocked gaze of Suzuran, she penetrated the enchantment and tied her.

"How is it possible, how could your hanging gold thread penetrate the enchantment?" Suzuran screamed.

Rong Xian glanced at her obliquely, and sighed softly: "How can the enchantment prevent the master?"

Before waiting for Suzuran to figure out the meaning of this sentence, Rong Xian reached out and dragged, Suzuran fell heavily into the red mist.

"No, no, no ..." Suzuran took a sweet and greasy scent, and the body immediately rose up a strange tide of strangeness.

Suddenly, Lilan felt frightened. She wanted to withdraw from Shengge's area, but her body became weaker and weaker, and the panic at her mouth turned into a sticky chant.

After Sheng Ge completely dissipated, the magicians couldn't help it. They stepped out of the shadows one by one, staring at the ugly lily of the valley and the neatly-dressed Rong Xian who seemed to be unharmed.

But when they felt the fluctuation of the moonlight grass at the position of Rong Xian's skirt, their unscrupulous faces changed, and they shouted, "Master."

Rong Xian stared at the magicians peacefully, seeing the group of people horrified, and then said gently: "She's yours."

After all, Shumenshulu walked towards Rong Yu's room not far away.

Her back is straight, like a pine.

It wasn't until she walked into the room and closed the door that the surrounding restraints opened one by one that she fell to the ground softly.

"It's so poisonous," Rong Xian praised with a husky voice.

Well, her eyebrows are burning, Rong Xian still has a leisurely compliment to praise anti-drug, which is something wrong.

Rong Xian is not afraid of Ding Xian. As long as Shengge can carry it by his own will, Rong Xian will not be worried.

She has a great deal of confidence in herself, and her powerful strength makes her slightly proud.

There was a faint blush on Rong Xian's face, and those always clear eyes were also covered with a light mist, like a fallen fairy, full of temptation.

"Who is watching behind the scenes? One by one, Xiao Qianjie can't hide the sacred mountain and her eyes and eyes, but it's just a strange concealment." Rong Xian ignored the strangeness of her body and murmured. .

The feeling of strangeness grew stronger and stronger. Rong Xian wanted to stand up, but found that her control of the body had become lower.

Her expression remained unchanged, her mind moved slightly, and the cursing power that had been hiding on the side of her heart swept up with her raised brows.

The severe pain made Rongxian snor, and the restlessness in his body was suppressed for a moment.

After regaining control of the body, Rong Xian sat cross-legged, and let the pain of heartache spread in the body.

Her face was pale and her eyes were dull, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The difference between the original thoughts kept the power of the curse, but it was not used at this time.