Immortal Voices

Once the sword emperor shot, the shock caused by the entire continent could not be restored for a long time.

Bei Zhao Imperial Palace, Mrs. Wen entered the palace as soon as possible.

Seeing the emperor seemed unwilling, Mrs. Wen said, "Emperor, Emperor Rong has already been badly hit, and Chen thought he had no ability to shoot. Who knows, today, he shot for the heirs, even the masters of the mountains and seas are not one of them. Enemy. "

Seeing the emperor listening carefully, Mrs. Wen continued: "This time, after Emperor Rong's shot, the burden on the body will definitely increase, and the limit will soon be rampant. But no one knows what he will do before the fall, if he fights the last The strength of the new emperor paves the way, and my Bei Zhao is likely to be watched. "

Emperor Ying Ping was startled and sat upright.

Mrs. Wen flashed a wise light in his eyes, and said, "Chen speculates that at this time, all the people who are about to move will be temporarily settled down. The surface is calm and calm, but the dark tide is surging. Only when Emperor Rong falls, everything will surface. "

Those forces who secretly pushed and wanted to touch the fish in the muddy waters will also settle down at this time, because no one can afford the last madness of the sword emperor.

Emperor Ying Ping said suddenly: "The Tai Fu is reasonable, but he is anxious."

He stood up and sighed: "As Rong Di's death is approaching, the days of this unified country are getting closer and closer, and I am a little impatient."

He can wait for Emperor Rong to fall, and the new emperor is taking action. After all, the new emperor does not have the power and strength of Emperor Rong.

"The main weak and the strong, the country will not be a country." Ying Pingdi said.

He laughed: "Emperor Yung Ming-young, and in the end he had no choice but to choose a doctor who had never killed anyone as his heir. This is really a joke."

Immediately afterwards, he smiled and said in a deep voice: "Pass on the will and let the Imperial Secretary revoke the reward for Tai Nua."

Mrs. Wen answered, "Noah."

In the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the female emperor Sima Yijun, wearing a purple gold robe and wearing a crown, looked at Nan Rong with a pity in her eyes.

"Emperor?" Jia Shiqi, the headwoman, called anxiously.

The emperor's love for Emperor Rong is not secret. Which woman, such as Rong Emperor, does not admire it.

In the eyes of Rong Emperor, in addition to Rong Guo, there are only swords, and even the children of future generations were conceived in the creation pool.

He is like an immortal who is high above him. He never cares about the world ’s thoughts. The dust is rolling. He is not dusty.

Pity.

The empress shouted, "He's dying."

Jia Shiqi was silent, but she knew in her heart that Rong Di was indeed dying, and everyone in the world knew it.

Everyone was pretending to be confused.

Was anyone aware of what the elder Shanhai Dojo shot?

No, Shanhai Taoist at least noticed.

But he acquiesced.

All the strong are acquiesced!

They are forcing Rongdi to take action, or they are forcing Rongdi to die.

Because of Emperor Rong's genius and understanding, because Rong Di is not in this world of Kendo.

Those who do not belong to this world will be rejected by the people, and they will wipe them out in unity.

The emperor's loss of mind was only a moment. She had been an emperor for many years, and she was already angry and indifferent.

"The emperor, the princess is asking to see you." Outside the hall, the maid reported respectfully.

The empress finally sighed, turned to the desk case, sat upright, and became the king holding the sky high.

"Pass," she said in a deep voice.

In Xijiang, Emperor Ning of Jianguo is sitting cross-legged on a futon, and the former monarch is opposite him.

"Father, Emperor Rong is falling behind. Are we going to take any action?" Shen Ningdi asked with some uncertainty.

Jiang Hao's eyes deepened: "If the Eastern Jin Dynasty moves, we will also move. I will be on the border with Eastern Jin Dynasty. If I attack Nanrong regardless of everything, the Eastern Jin Dynasty will gain more than we can.

Emperor Ning Shen pondered for a moment and said, "My father is polite."

In Li County, Rong Xian did not know that many people had already counted on her before the fall of the sword emperor.

Of course, even if she knew it, it would be useless. After all, her strength today is too good, and she can't match those who are strong.

An elder at the Shanhai Dojo forced her to despair, making Rong Xian really unhappy.

Looking at the cloudy sky, Rong Xian said deeply: "I have to find a way to stop the rain."

Even she did not know when Rong Di could support, during which she must guarantee her absolute safety.

Alas, it's good to divert everyone's attention.

When Bu Jinzhao heard Rong Xian's words, he twitched.

Taking His Royal Highness as a Person, this sentence must be superficial ...

Steps are a little uncertain now.

"Let's go to Qinghai County. After His Majesty's shot, this road should be much smoother." Rong Xian said with an eyebrow raised.

The two of them went together towards Qinghai County, and Rong Xian parted his consciousness to deal with the outside world.

Standing in the sea of ​​knowledge, a touch of aura disappeared at her fingertips.

"Incarnation outside the body, the second god?" Rong Xian muttered.

After looking through Xu Qi's memory, in addition to understanding a lot of secrets, she also got some exercises.

What makes Rong Xian feel most useful is the incarnation of the second god.

It was a secret technique that Elder Wu Chengyan obtained by accident. He shaped the incarnation with spirits, divided the second **** into the Lord, and devoted himself.

As for spirits ...

Rong Xian stretched out his palm, and Mu Lingzhu exuded her vitality hovering above her palm.

She sighed, "It's still too poor. I can't find a usable spirit. I can only use wooden spirit beads."

Rong Xian was so moved that he took out a mass of yellowish loess from the mustard space.

The loess was suspended in front of Rong Xian, and there was a faint tendency to escape.

Rong Xian said profoundly: "Although he is unconscious, he has instincts. There is always something messy in the magic prison, right?"

"..." The loess froze and did not dare to move.

Rong Xian was silent for a moment and said, "It's not necessary, just give me a little."

The loess ‘嘭’ split from itself, and a small part of the soil fell under Rong Xian ’s eyelids, and the speed of compromise made people unresponsive.

Rong Xian falsely yelled: "This is really a seasoned person."

loess:! !!

The loess ‘嗖’ returned to the mustard space, and Rong Xian was not allowed to come and go freely.

Rong Xian raised an eyebrow: "Interesting."

She crouched down, rolled up her sleeves, and turned her own melancholic merit into merit and clean water-and mud.

You read that right, it's with mud.

After mixing and kneading with merit water purification and loess, Rong Xian kneaded the mud into various forms with interest, which was boring to the extreme, which she did not think.

After playing for a long time, Rong Xian only thought of what matters.

She was holding her hands in the dirt, and Mei Yu annoyed with a hint of annoyance: "Oops, I don't seem to remember what I look like."

Rong Xian thought for a long time, then only vaguely thought about the approximate image of once honoring the Lord.

She solemnly picked up the dirt, and began to pinch the clay figure seriously.

But for a moment, a lifelike clay figure appeared in the palm of his hand.