Immortal Voices

The four people, Rong Yu and Black Raven, were paled by this force. They only felt that they were like a small flat boat in the rough sea. They could only flip with the waves, and they were powerless to resist the natural disaster.

The next moment, all the panic disappeared, and they found out that Ye Wenchun didn't know when he had blocked them.

Rong Yu was shocked in their hearts. They always knew that Su Xuan was very strong, but they did not expect to be so strong. Is this the power of the monks in the upper world?

The thought of them going to the upper realm now was instantly hot.

Ye Wenchun didn't notice what they were thinking, all his attention was on Rong Xian.

Under the coercion that seemed to destroy the world, Rong Xian's figure didn't shake at all, her hair and skirt didn't shake at all, and even the purse exuding a faint scent of medicine around her waist was quiet.

Seeing Ye Wenchun look at her, Rong Xian crooked her head and showed him a smile that could eclipse Baihua.

Ye Wenchun: "..."

Ye Wenchun turned his head back immediately and did not dare to look at His Royal Highness anymore. He always felt that it would be useless to investigate His Royal Highness.

However, he was curious about the strength of His Highness. Although this small Qianjie is a great man, the practice system is slightly chaotic, not even a level.

But he could perceive to some extent that His Royal Highness had surpassed the level of ascension and reached the level of human immortal, but the most important thing in Zhongqianjie was human immortal.

But weird is weird here. Su Xuan's strength has reached the peak of the Nine Divine Ninth, ranking third on the list, second only to Gu Yelan and Mo Jinnian.

The so-called ground list is unique to Zhongqianjie, and is launched for the Star Pavilion, which is good at calculation and intelligence systems.

Within the age of 50, Xiu will reach the list of people when he reaches below the immortal and below the immortal. Within thirty years, Xiu Wei will enter the top list if he breaks through the Heaven Wonderland, and he will automatically drop off the list if there is no breakthrough.

These lists collected the Tianjiao of the younger generation of Zhongqianjie. They are ranked in order of strength and rank first.

Every time the list opens, it's a **** storm.

Su Xuan has a lot of resources to cultivate in the dynasty, and his strength is also a young talent of the younger generation in Zhongqianjie. And there is no simple monk in the top ten.

This is a bit far away. For now, Ye Wenchun is very clear. The monk's separation in the realm is like the gap between heaven and earth. Below the partial hall, he is indifferent to the majesty of Tianxian level. How can this not make him curious?

Rong Xian guessed what he was curious about, but was too lazy to explain.

Her strength is not high, and it is indeed the bottom compared to Zhong Qianjie.

But it was impossible for her to coerce this coercion. Not to mention that she was able to ignore all coercion with an artifact, only the lucky golden dragon could shelter her.

At this moment, a huge vortex suddenly appeared over the cliff of no heart, like the sea and the sea. The vortex kept spinning, the wind was blowing, and the terrible power came from all directions.

In the center of the vortex, a gate shrouded in white light slowly opens.

The gate of the upper world!

"Going in from here, you have reached Zhong Qianjie." Ye Wenchun explained.

Rong Yu looked at the nostalgic Master and reluctantly asked, "Teacher, just let Lingjun follow?"

Rong Xian's eyes fluttered and she didn't find the bottom, she said leisurely: "He loves me."

When he knew where he had pushed the beloved into his own hands, everything would go in the direction she wanted.

Rong Yu didn't quite understand, Rong Xian saw the situation, her eyes darkened and said: "The hopeless feelings can make a life worse than death. Yuer, your mother has been suffering for so many years, and it's time to change the taste of others. You know, death is so simple, "

Rong Yu acquiesced in this statement, his expression calmed down.

He believed everything Master said. Since Master said that making Jun Cong would not be better than death, he waited for that life to be better than death.

Dongwei Ziwei City, Yun Youfeng looked a little worried at the closed door of the library, and he stepped forward and knocked: "Jun Cong, are you still reading? You haven't spoken for three days."

Inside the door, Ling Jun held a volume of books from his fingers, his eyes were blue and black, his eyes were full of horror, and his jaw was bearded, looking extremely embarrassed.

Instead of responding to Yun Youfeng, he stared at the lines describing the "Song of Songs", only feeling that those words seemed to have become awl, and the word was awkward, stabbing his heart into blood and dying.

With a bang, the door was suddenly opened.

At a glance, Yun Youfeng saw Ling Juncong, who was sitting in a corner, frowning. He could not help frowning. This person seemed to have been hit hard. Isn't it nice when they met three days ago?

"Jun Cong, what happened?" Yun Youfeng asked worriedly.

Ling Jun's eyes that had no focus fell on him, and it took him a while to realize his arrival.

Suddenly, Lingjun laughed with laughter, full of pain and remorse, and the resentment that can't wait to break up his body: "I was wrong, I was wrong ..."

He leaned up, pushed Yun Youfeng away, and ran outside: "I was wrong, I was wrong."

He went madly and seemed to only say this sentence.

Yun Youfeng chased after him quickly, his heart was puzzled.

What's wrong, suddenly Jun became crazy.

Suddenly, he stopped and glanced towards Beizhou.

I wonder if it was an illusion. He always felt like someone was leaving.

Yun Youfeng shook his head funny, thinking it was an illusion.

But this pause, he could not see Ling Juncong at all.

Yunyou Feng sighed: "Come."

Behind him, an expressionless man in Tsing Yi came out: "What does the Lord ask?"

Seeing the person, Yun Youfeng rolled his eyes and smiled: "Qing Er, don't you go with your sister, why come to me?"

After Yu Xiaomen, Qing Er came to Ziwei City. Yun Youfeng also knew at that time that Qing Er had been with Qingbo for his sister, Zeng Shui.

Qing Er's eyes started to smile: "Let's see if the owner is drunk again."

Yun Youfeng gave a cough, and when he looked at the earth, he didn't look at Qing Er.

Qing Er's goods were so weird that no matter where he went to drink secretly, Qing Er would eventually be caught.

Subconsciously, Yun Youfeng thought of the altar wine still hidden in the back room, which was brought back by his San Niang's wine shop. In the end, he did not use the living person in the death cell to experiment.

He pretended to be an identity, and visited many alcoholic drinkers, and then he heard the name of the wine from them-forget it.

The name is a good name, but the effect is unbelievable.

The wine was made by San Niang for Rong Xian. He also saw that Rong Xian drank it, why it didn't work.

——Some things are engraved in the soul, and they cannot be washed away.

Thinking of what the old man said, Yun Youfeng sighed.

No, there is no need to investigate these now, he just hopes to wait until the girl in his heart suddenly appears in front of him, chasing him at night to grab the wine.

"Qing Er, go and drink with me." Yun You Feng shouted freely.

Qing Er didn't make any noise, but his steps followed honestly with the wind.