Immortal Voices

Emperor Ying Ping bears the gaze from all directions, the face with a good attitude does not change color.

You can do whatever you can to live a good life.

At that time, the sword emperor was a light moonlight, but as a result, even the shadow of death is gone.

Emperor Yundi chose to abandon his daughter and continue the battle. This man was cruel.

Rong Hong hung on the flagpole, her face paled in fright, she didn't cry when she sucked her nose.

"Mother Emperor, the children are afraid." Rong Hong's voice trembled.

The child's immature voice made many people intolerable, especially those on the Rong Guo side. The anger and hatred in their eyes could burn the people of Bei Zhao.

Rong Xian didn't look at the girl, she said in a voice, "Don't be afraid, if something goes wrong, someone will always be with you."

Rong pursed and said, "The condition of the minister there is to have Uncle Xiao accompany."

Uncle Xiao's title left everyone in a daze, I wonder who the child was talking about.

Emperor Ying Ping was pale, and said quietly, "It is indeed the emperor's cub, and at a young age, he does not know the heights and heights."

Everyone responded to Ying Ping's remarks, and it was Rong Yu's "Uncle Xiao" referring to him.

Bei Zhao's royal family name is Xiao, which is fine.

Rong Xian glanced at Yingping Emperor with sincere eyes and strong curiosity: "Since Zhao Huang is old, can Zhao Huang tell him how high the sky is and how thick the ground is?"

Emperor Ying Ping was abducted immediately, and the vastness of the heavens and the earth could not be figured out clearly.

He felt that Emperor Xi had deliberately struck him.

Emperor Yingping sneered and said, "Just keep your tongue out."

The golden light flashed in his eyes, and Long Ang, who was entangled on the flagpole, raised his head. The sound of the dragon's yin had just sounded, and a chirping sword sounded, as if it were deep in the souls of the people.

The dazzling Jianmang paved a avenue between the heavens and the earth, and the sword light that was pure and inexhaustible was like pure good and evil, black and white.

The powerful sword breath that was inadvertently spreading was intriguing, and there was an idea in the trance to die for benevolence under such a luxurious sword.

‘Ang ~’ Jinlong moaned sorely that everyone awakened with a spirit.

Their backs were soaked with cold sweat, and they looked up at Jinlong involuntarily.

But I saw a little bit of yellow blood spilled on the ground, and turned into pure energy dissipation.

There was a green light sword exuding green light in Jinlong's abdomen, and Jinlong's struggling roar suddenly dissipated.

Qingguang sword turned into a streamer, flew to Fu Yuhuang and turned into a bun, and pinch her hairpin.

Emperor Ying Ping's face turned white and his straight waist bent down.

He forbeared not to fall down, his eyes stabbed towards the person who hurt his incarnation.

I saw a woman in a white robe holding the little maiden of Rong Guo tightly in her arms above the flagpole. The familiarity and intimacy between the two made people stunned.

The woman was holding an altar wine in the hand of the maiden. Her eyebrows were unrestrained, her lips were wiping smiles, three-point cynical, three-point careless, and the rest were all wanton indulgence.

Such people are destined to attract everyone's attention.

Fu Yuhuang, who has been standing in the dark without attracting anyone's attention, finally started.

"Fu! Yu! Phoenix!" Ying Pingdi bit his blood out of his teeth.

Fu Yuhuang looked down at Ying Ping Emperor, and she didn't hide the disappointment on her face. She slightly raised her chin, and took Ying Ping's hatred as a matter of course as a greeting, and said, "Yes."

With just one word, like Shi En, Emperor Ying Ping could not wait to become a dragon and scratch her face with her paw.

Emperor Ying Ping was vomiting blood with anger, and felt that the people in the Rong family were all such an angry ghost.

Now think about that stick that couldn't make a fart, and the sword emperor who drew his sword against each other when he didn't agree, was still the best one to get along with.

After fighting, at least it is not depressed, but the Emperor's family is different. They just have the ability to move their mouths and you will be seriously injured.

There is also that stupid ethical deed, but also that Rong Guoxia can afford them.

"Did the people in the Rong family cultivate the dojo to their mouths?" Ying Pingdi ridiculed.

Rong Xian bent her lips, regrets that seemed to be true and false: "I also want to practice on my mouth, when the movement of my mouth can make the world peaceful, how strong!"

Ying Pingdi and others: Hehe.

Rong Ye now seemed to be recovering from panic. She clapped her hands and shouted happily, "Mother Emperor, your son and daughter are all right."

She looked at Ying Pingdi hesitantly, hesitantly, "Children don't have to be with Uncle Xiao."

Fu Yuhuang smiled arrogantly and said, "It's better if he doesn't need to be with him. He is so ugly, how can he deserve to stand next to her?"

Emperor Ying Ping was so angry that another blood spurted out and felt his body worse.

Rong Xian shyly covered her face: "Aunt!"

Fu Yuhuang hugged her child and fell on the wall in the distance.

She and Rong Xian both had a slight regret in their eyes, and felt that the heaven and earth industry was sometimes not a good thing.

Emperor Ying Ping always gave him strength when she was half dead, making her useless.

In regret, Rong Xian raised her hand slightly, her voice was solemn and powerful, and her voice was low and cold: "Offensive."

Emperor Ying Ping's face was green and white for a while: "Okay, well, since Emperor Yi is willing to go his own way, he will accompany him to the end."

The golden dragon that guards the air over the county guard's house turns around, majestic and cold: "Drums, fight."

‘Oh! ’The dull drums sounded fast.

Li Yunhu beside Rong Xian was already waiting for this moment, he shouted loudly: "Revenge formation, kill."

He rushed up with a sword in his hands, and the 500 soldiers behind him also screamed and rushed up.

As for how 500 people can do 30,000 people in a county, this is not their concern.

They only knew that obedience was obligatory, and death died on the battlefield as well.

Moreover, they believed in His Majesty, His Majesty would not let them die in vain.

The battle opened, and Rong Xian stood in the midst of the **** rain, and the quietness between the eyebrows slowly disappeared.

The faint whirlpool of darkness in their eyes is rising, as if the beast trapped for a long time is taking the opportunity to struggle out of the cage.

Just then, an arrow flew towards Rong Xian with lightning and powerful coercion.

Rong Xian leaned her head slightly, and the arrows flew across her cheeks, raising her ink hair with the howling whistling and the sound of piercing air.

Under the suppression of the army's blood and evil spirit, fighting has little to do with repairing high or low.

Shouting and screaming, **** smell, no one lay down on the ground and could not get up.

"Your Majesty, you are hurt!" Li Yunhu accidentally looked in the direction of His Majesty when he cut someone, his face changed.

He quickly flew to His Majesty to protect her from leaks.

In Li Yunhu's heart, His Majesty is a weak chicken.

Even though Her Majesty's ranking is famous, Her Majesty's looks and temperament are too harmless to make her impossible to associate her with the Celestial Strong.