Immortal Voices

Yun Youfeng disguised his identity and visited many alcoholic drinkers. Only then did they hear the name of the wine-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.

On the unintentional cliff, Su Xuan said respectfully to Rong Xian: "Your Highness, we can go."

Rong Xian shook her sleeves and walked step by step towards the door stepping on the golden paved steps, each step of equal importance.

Her gaze was always looking forward, and as she stepped up, her expression slowly became serious.

This road leads to a throne, under the throne is full of bones and corpses.

Rong Xian's expression was always firm, his eyes seemed to reflect the magnificent changes of the mountains and rivers.

From the beginning to the end, she didn't look back, her back was decisive, and those who were left behind would not look at it again, and she had no regrets.

I don't remember the past, nostalgia for the past, without any concern, the gentleness of the mirror flower and water moon slowly dissipated on this ladder, leaving only the indifference and reason that belonged to Rong Xian's bones.

As Rong Xian reached the top floor, Ye Wenchun flickered, stood next to Rong Xian, and reached out to open the door for her.

At this time, Su Xuan also came up with Rong Yu, Black Crow and others. Su Xuan and Ye Wenchun took a step forward, a respectful gift, and said in unison: "His Royal Highness, please."

Rong Xian glanced at them, and when he lifted his foot, he entered the door.

Just for a moment, she has reached another world.

As the last person walked in, the space door closed tightly, and gradually disappeared into nothingness and disappeared into the air, and the dull coercion disappeared as the door disappeared.

At Fuyun Cliff, Shen Xi and Shen Jiu Liu sighed as they saw the gate disappear.

Shen Xi was a little bit lost, but the thought of the fairy stone filled the waves.

One day, he will come to Zhongqianjie.

Shen Jiuliu looked up at the sword stone in his hand and murmured, "In the future, we will really be alone."

His cold eyebrows are like plum blossoms that quietly spit out stamens after winter night snow. Each petal contains a frosty atmosphere. He looks into the void, his eyes are deep and silent, as if the person with a dream in his heart will appear in the next moment He beckoned in mid-air.

"Xiao Xian ..." Shen Jiuliu whispered.

He held the sword stone in his hand, as if he could sense the temperature of another person, and then he called gently: "Xiao Xian."

You know, I can't bear you, I've always been sad.

Under the other sky, will you miss me again.

May I be like the stars and the moon, and the night streamers will be bright and clean.

On the other side, stepping on the land of Zhongqianjie, feeling a stronger aura than Xiaqianjie, Rong Xian raised a smile, meaning unknown: "Nice."

I don't know if she is praising Qian Realm or praising others. In the hearts of Su Xuan, the Highness has always been mysterious.

Rong Yu's face was full of curiosity, and in her eyes she was eager to try like Black Crow and others, and couldn't wait to shine in Zhong Qianjie and occupy a place.

"Teacher, this is very interesting." This place is remote, but Su Xuan chose the landing place in the lower bound, but in such a small place, he has sensed no less than ten momentums that match his strength.

The black crow licked his lips, his face flushed with delightful flushing, and his bloodthirsty eyes flashed red. He couldn't wait to find someone to fight.

Su Xuan glanced at the restless people and introduced: "This is the northern continent, there are four major dynasties, a major dynasty, and there are two sects, three dojos on the first floor, and four sects of five families.

Rong Xian blinked, and exclaimed in a fake look: "Zhong Qianjie is really too prosperous."

There are many powers, and they are all powerful powers. The heavens of Zhongqianjie are too inclusive.

Compared with Zhongqianjie, Xiaoqianjie has a Haotian Xianzong and an unintentional cliff. Neither of these top forces seems to be enough.

But that's great.

When there are more forces, it ’s better to touch the fish in muddy waters. Well, which force to start with?

Rong Xian looked down, thoughtfully.

It seemed to see that she was ready to do something. Su Xuan's eyes jumped. This place is different from the small place in Xiaoqianjie. If Her Royal Highness really gets up, they may not be able to carry it.

He quickly shifted his highness' attention and said, "The Rong Dynasty is one of the four dynasties. Beside us, the South Rong Dynasty is Bei Zhao, Xi Jiang, Dong Jin, and one Dynasty refers to Da Zhou."

Su Xuandao, who is familiar with the sects of the rivers and lakes, said: "The first floor refers to Fengbo Building. The surface of Fengbo Building is only a restaurant, but the shopkeeper on the bright side is Gu Yelan, Gu Jun, whoever can afford it. You can hire a killer in Fengbolou to kill the person you want to kill. "

"Hey?" The four black crows were horrified. Are all the famous people in Qianjie buying so famous? Much stronger than when they are the demon in the lower world.

Su Xuan continued: "The Second Sect refers to the Promise Sect and Tai Xuan Sect. The Promise Sect Sect Master Yun Jiu is the first person recognized in the northern Xinjiang, and it is unbelievable and powerful. Only he is in Kendo. You can stand side by side with your Majesty. "

It can be seen that Su Xuan was very proud when he mentioned the sword emperor.

Rong Xian groaned for a moment and did not hold back the dismantling of the Taiwan Road: "That is to say, Your Majesty's strength is not as strong as Yun Zongzhu?"

Ye Wenchun was afraid that His Majesty thought that His Majesty was too weak, so he threw his sleeves and walked away, explaining quickly: "His Majesty is not weak, but he is only affected by the dynasty's trivial matters and cannot practice with his heart.

Rong Xian nodded, showing understanding.

Then she lowered her face and said, "That is to say, if I inherit the throne, I will not be able to concentrate on cultivation in the future?"

Ye Wenchun was surprised: "Does His Highness want to cultivate too?"

What this said is as if Rong Xian's cultivation is all brought by the strong wind.

Rong Xian glanced at him obliquely, Dayi said suddenly: "Of course I have to cultivate, otherwise how can I live for a long time and lead the Rong Dynasty to flourish?"

Ye Wenchun's eyelids jumped, pretending to be earwinds for His Royal Highness.

These days he also saw that Her Royal Highness was not as cherished as she was.

However, when it comes to cultivation, in fact, Ye Wenchun can't blame it. After all, the cultivation of others is retreat, retreat, or desperately seeking secrets to find a chance.

His Royal Highness alone, never met her since she met, she has been in the pot to help the world, cure diseases and save people.