Immortal Voices

Everyone at the banquet was chatting, and suddenly they looked outwards.

I saw Rong Xian wearing a robe Shi Shiran came over, her pace was not slow, but with a heartbreaking elegance.

"See the emperor, the emperor, and the emperor forever." Except for the emissaries of several countries, the others bent down to salute.

Rong Xian walked from the middle of them all the way to the top theme, which made her feel very good: "flat body."

After Rong Xian walked to the top and sat down, Hua Yan and Yi Zhu stood behind her to serve at any time.

"Today is the ceremony of Najib ’s ascension. The first is to host a banquet to invite all the messengers. Thank you for coming to watch the ceremony." Rong Xian smiled softly.

Immediately afterwards, her words turned sharply, and her eyes were sincere: "The second is to see the pillars of your country. I want to be familiar with you. Otherwise, when I went to discuss politics, it would be embarrassing if I didn't know."

The ministers below were also accustomed to the painting style of the two emperors of Rongguo, and they cooperated with each other to give out a kind smile.

The shapely, graceful maids were respectfully placed on the ministers' tables with mellow wine.

Rong Xian poured herself a cup of tea, held her head forward, and said in an easygoing manner, "I respect you all."

Behind her, Hua Yan's gaze swept over the tea cup in His Majesty's hands, and her eyelids jumped.

Being able to toast with the ministers while carrying tea, His Majesty is capable of doing such unremarkable things.

Even though all the ministers knew that His Majesty was carrying tea, none of them dared to point out without wink. They all stood up and stood up and said, "Xie Xie."

Then drink it all.

After Gu Yelan drank the drink in the glass, he looked at the emperor who was high above him, and raised a smile of grace and leisurely in the corner of his mouth.

This emperor is too interesting and more interesting than the sword emperor.

Above, Rong Xian saw that everyone had finished drinking, the corners of her mouth were tilted, and the whole body exuded a very pleasant breath.

She poured another cup of tea for herself, toward the four people: Ji Ji, Ding Jin, Jia Shiqi, and Wen Qing: "Several messengers can come, and Ji is very happy, and a thin glass of wine is no respect, please."

The four Jiji also gave their face to drink and drink. If they are doing something in the presence of an emperor in this great day, they have no brains.

After they drank, leaning forward to fill up the tea for Rong Xian.

Rong Xian raised a glass of toast to Taiwei Bai, Prime Minister Ye, and Dr. Yu: "Three major adults with labor will take care of the major issues in North Korea."

The three quickly stood up and said, "Dare to worry about the emperor.

They all know that the emperor said this is not a joke. In the future, national affairs will require them to worry about it.

The emperor toasts, regardless of the amount of wine you drink, whether you are allergic or not, you must drink a glass.

This is the imperial power, and this is how Thunder Rain is a grace.

After all the respected people had respected each other, the palace virtuosos began to play the piano and dance, adding a bit of fun to this deserted banquet.

Rong Xian leaned lazily on the chair, holding a tea cup in his hand and squinting to look at the dancing posture below, with the most gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Bian Ji toasted towards Rong Xian: "His Majesty the Emperor, after my emperor learned that you ascended the throne, I specially asked my courtiers to congratulate Your Majesty, and sincerely hope that Rong Guo will be friendly and harmonious with Da Xia in the future.

Rong Xian glanced at him with a smile, and slowly said, "I also hope that after the summer, we will be friendly and harmonious with Rongguo and be neighbors."

She groaned as she rubbed the cup, and said with emotion: "It's the first time I've known that Xia Emperor is completely in line with your thoughts and goals. It seems that we are destined confidants."

Ye Xunxiang blocked the twitching of his mouth with a wine glass. Somehow, he always felt that His Majesty said that ‘the destined confidant’ made him feel like the enemies of the destiny.

Wu Ji laughed stiffly and drank the wine twice. It was the first time that he had met such a shameless person who had a relationship with his family.

But he couldn't refute it, would he say that there is no such meaning in his holy family?

Don't want to be neighbors, are you ready to be enemies?

I'm afraid there will be no need for the Emperor to prosecute, and the other three dynasties will be subconsciously vigilant.

After Wu Ji was blocked and returned, Ding Jin had a lot of rules when he toasted again.

Suddenly, Rong Xian asked slightly to Hua Yuan, "Hua Qing, do you think this leading girl is beautiful?"

Hua Yan subconsciously looked at the girl, wondering: "Although her face was covered by the veil, Chen didn't think she was very beautiful. At least most of the noble girls in the field were more beautiful than that man."

Rong Xianxing's taste: "Hua Ye also knew how to appreciate beauty."

Hua Yan: Hehe.

Rong Xian watched the lead dancer approaching her a little, the corner of her mouth rising slightly.

Relaxed and lazy, leaning halfway on the dragon chair gives a sense of uncontrollability.

She shook the tea cup on her hand, her eyes fell on the dance in the field, her eyes narrowed and she looked particularly enjoyable.

Suddenly, a sharp blade mixed with a powerful creepy chill stabbed at Rong Xian's heart.

Fast as lightning, fast as thunder.

A shocking burst of coercion erupted on Hua Yan, setting his blade in the air.

The strength of the sharp blade is opposite to that of Hua Yan, and no one can beat anyone for a while.

At the moment Hua Hua and Sharp Blade confronted each other, the lead dancer had come to Rong Xian.

Rong Xian raised her eyelid to look at the lead dancer, and her look did not change half to the last pair of expressions that contained killing.

The lead dancer raised his hand and slammed the palm of his hand with shocking power towards Rong Xian's head. If this palm was shot, Rong Xian must be dead.

"Emperor!" Exclaimed the ministers.

The **** murderous power of the lieutenant erupted instantly, but he was a little far away from the emperor, and had no time to save people.

He stared at the man with red eyes and fiercely. If the emperor could not escape the catastrophe, he would have to find out that the man was sent. He must have broken through the door of that man's country, and the blood was not avenged by the emperor for three days.

The fierce palm wind blew up Rong Xian's hair, the **** on Rong Xian's head suddenly broke, and the long black hair raged flurry.

Rong Xian stared slightly, a coldness spreading in the sky.

‘Om ~’ Deep in the souls of everyone, a sound of swords sounded suddenly, shocking inexplicably.

'boom! ’A bang made everyone ’s heads dizzy for a moment.

I saw Rong Xian lingering around a layer of cold and majestic sword qi. The sword qi was like a violent storm, as if the clouds were rolling in, and the violent wind caused the world to change color, so that the sun and the moon were dark.

Under this momentum, the lead dancer's attack was like a drop of water like a sea. It did not play a small role, and the sharp blade that confronted Hua Hua also turned into black water and hit the ground.

At this moment, a dazzling sword light passed, hurting everyone's eyes, and the light **** smell spread out.