Immortal Voices

The Zijun county leader led a 30,000 soldiers and horses directly surrounded Rong Xian and others. Emperor Ying Ping stood at the innermost and was protected by the county guard, and the county leader led soldiers to resist Rong Xian.

Even in the face of 30,000 soldiers and horses, Rong Xian did not worry about her own safety at all. She glanced at Emperor Ying Ping and said coldly, "Coward."

Emperor Ying Ping seemed to be accustomed to Qi, but at the moment it calmed down calmly: "Cowardice is better than death."

He whispered, "There is no amnesty to kill."

Upon hearing the order, Junxie gave a loud scream, and a quick drum beat rang through the world, making people's heartbeats quickly follow.

There were endless shouting and killings. On the battlefield, everyone had no extra thoughts.

The only thing I can do is live.

Kill the enemy, or be killed by the enemy.

Rong Xian looked up at the golden dragon suppressing himself in the void, the golden light flashed in his eyes, and a golden dragon of luck flowed out from his body.

Qiyun Jinlong was wearing armor, a pair of scarlet eyes excitedly stared at the opposite Jinlong, full of war.

"Ang ~" The opposite Jinlong shouted, and the huge dragon body tossed in mid-air.

The giant leopard condensed by the blood-sharp air in Rongguo's army and the white tiger killed by the master surrounded the side of Jinlong, pounced on and bit the Jinlong.

Every time he bites Jinlong, he swallows the flesh of Jinlong, and his sloppy face shows a sloppy look.

The golden dragon who was wearing the armor paused in the air and pounced on it. He didn't feel that it was shameful to bully the little.

After the armored golden dragon pounced on, the humanity in the eyes of the giant leopard and the white tiger revealed a few respectful people. Following the struggle of the golden dragon, they followed it up, but it was faintly seen that the golden dragon was the head.

Below, the arc of Rong Xian's mouth deepened, raising his hand slightly, and the blood-stained sword was suspended in mid-air.

The seal of her hands quickly rushed, and the long sword buzzed, and in the air transformed into countless sword shadows, and it seemed that the thirty thousand troops were all surrounded by it.

Emperor Ying Ping, Wen Qing holding his body shaking, took a few steps back, looking at the void warily.

Zhao Hu stood beside them, and looked at the countless sword shadows in the sky, vowing to Emperor Ying Ping: "The emperor need not worry, this sword shadow must have been made by the Emperor to fool people. True, false, false, true Really, it's all fantasy ... "

The voice didn't fall. I saw Rong Xian's right index finger and **** slamming down to the next finger. The wide, wide sleeves made a perfect arc in the air, and it was crisp.

The next moment, the sword shadows in the void shook together, stabbing down with the sharp swordman blade down.

Each sword is aimed at one person, precise and cold.

Wen Qing involuntarily laid a layer of spiritual power around him, biting his head, and said to Emperor Ying Ping, "The emperor, Chen thinks this sword may be real."

The sound of ‘嗖 嗖 嗖’ came from overhead, as if all arrows were coming.

Emperor Ying Ping gritted his teeth and said, "I know now!"

The guards around him quickly guarded the sword, and must keep the emperor's life.

-It's time to be loyal to your Majesty.

Wen Qing took out a mysterious tortoise shell from his sleeve. This was a defensive weapon he brought out of his home before leaving, and could resist the three strikes of the Celestial Strong.

When he was about to start the turtle shell to protect the emperor, a sword fell from the sky.

Zhao Hu was busy pushing people away: "Be careful."

Wen Qing shuddered, because the inertial hand raised a little instability, and then watched the turtle shell fly out of his hand.

Wen Qing: "..."

Wen Qing's eyes widened, and he stared at the turtle's shell against the emperor's back, stunned, protecting the emperor.

Wen Qing :! !!

As soon as Rong Xian was about to raise her hand to cut off the stabbed spear, she found that the spear was chopped on a layer of hard turtle shell, which could not cause any harm to her.

She swept across with a sword, ending the soldier, looking blank for a moment, and suddenly looking back at Wen Qing, the host of the turtle shell.

Rong Xian's expression gradually became subtle, and the melodious tone took a slight tentative test: "Mr. Wen is my Rongguo? Now that the war has begun, Mr. Wen doesn't have to be wronged, and he can return to the country as a hero. Will be welcomed. "

The undercover Wen Qing's face turned dark and black, and the look of Emperor Ying Ping, who looked at all of this, suddenly became gloomy. Those eyes were full of scrutiny at this time, and everyone looked like a traitor.

Wen Qing: This is simply a big grievance.

Finding himself in trouble, Zhao Hu flinched, shrinking his head and quietly preparing to slip away.

Then he found himself unable to run.

When I looked back, I saw that Wen Qing was grabbing his collar.

Zhao Hu bustled with a silly smile: "Master Wen, did you get hurt just now? As soon as I saw the flying sword aimed at you, I quickly pushed you away."

Well, quickly explain first that he did not mean it on purpose.

Wen Qing gave a twisted smile and said, "Are you the spy sent by Emperor Xi?"

Well, the tone of this remark is like awesome #Are you a funny girl sent by a monkey? #

Zhao Hu vowed with a gambling curse: "Mr. Wen, you have misunderstood, although I know Emperor Xi, I definitely did not come to be a spy."

The Emperor only let him follow Zhao Huang. The only mission was to go out and walk around without passing any information. How could he be a spy?

At the height of the city wall, Fu Yuhuang, holding Rong Hong, saw this scene and understood it. She raised her hand and drank the wine, and laughed.

"This Zhao Hu is really a good baby." Fu Yuhuang rejoiced.

Rong Hong replied: "It's good to use it, one pit one by one."

I don't know when the same boat came to the two of them naturally said: "Zhao Huang is about to turn a corner."

"Not afraid." Rong Hong said solemnly, pretending to be serious, "it will be late when he turns around."

After a pause, she was arrogant and arrogant, like a little grown-up: "What I expect now is what is Zhao Hu's reaction?"

They all looked down and looked down, and saw Wen Qing's hand holding Zhao Hu's hands full of green tendons, with a twitch of his face, and finally let go of his hands and let go.

Whatever he can, he also knows that all this is a coincidence, and Zhao Hu also kindly saved him.

Could it still make him say ‘you saved me wrong’?

Wen Qing couldn't do anything ingratitude, and the sage books hadn't taught him so many years.

The stone at the bottom of Zhao Hu's heart that escaped the calamity finally landed, a hint of obscurity flashed in his eyes, and then a silly white sweet smile without any haze appeared.

Rong Xian's eyes that covered all the eyes have covered up the interest in the eyes, this Zhao Hu is indeed a lonely star, his life style is extraordinary, and his mind is not low.

Doesn't Zhao Hu know what he looks like?

He must know, so he hasn't approached others for so many years, and he has refused to be approached.

He has no friends, no loved ones, and no like-minded Taoists.

Being lonely for a long time, I long for someone to accompany me.

And he chose Rong Yu, the evil young man who looks like a demon at first glance. Only this kind of morality is blurred, and the talent who can't see the bottom line is suitable for his life.

However, he never expected that in the end he would fall into the hands of the Emperor.