Immortal Voices

Rong Xian's tyrannical dictatorship directly fought the two countries. At the beginning, Rong Guo officials only said one word: nonsense.

However, the resources sent to the army were completely brought out by Rong Xian from the secret realm. It can be said that she would use as much as she wanted.

One person raised the entire army and did not fight much in the end, so he brought back the ten counties first. Despite some drama, it can be said that the two countries have been offended, but things have already happened, and everyone can only hold their noses. admit.

It wasn't until the veteran Yu Guogong and other soldiers put on the armor again to go to the battlefield that they finally realized that this was not a decision made by the next generation, nor was it determined by the next person.

That's what everybody is going to do.

Looked up at the air of Ganjing, Yunyun, the war-torn Jinlong, and no one could say anything.

They can't violate the monarch's order, nor can they ignore the voice of the people.

One can only bite the bullet and help His Majesty clean up the mess and handle the housework.

Two days passed quickly, Rong Xian leaned lazily on the dragon's chair, and Doctor Fu closed his eyes tightly, invisible.

In the past two days, he was tired of staring at His Majesty. His Majesty had a good temper, and he was not angry when he stared at him for such a long time.

After Kong Shizhi made progress and retreat, Rong Xian had more freedom.

She had been leaning well, but now she was lying half straight.

Those pure eyes were narrowed, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was asleep and sitting in a dream.

The uncle, who was discussing the state affairs below, couldn't help but glanced up and down, and finally he couldn't help it. He flicked his sleeves, took out a table and several chairs from the storage ring and placed them in the hall.

Seeing this scene, the ministers suddenly squinted their eyes, one by one gossip in their hearts.

Prime Minister, this is unaccustomed to His Majesty.

"Taiwei, Yushi, and university bachelors, come and sit." Xiangxiang Ye greeted people and beckoned toward Huayu.

Standing on the side of the dragon chair, Huaying pointed to himself, and the captain nodded.

Hua Yan sneaked a glance at his eyes, then walked down lightly, and whispered, "What does the Prime Minister say?"

Ye Wenchun was quite righteous: "Someone will send a pot of tea, and the Prime Minister will discuss with your colleagues how to face the problem of retaliation between Zhao and Jiang."

Hua Yan: Ah! This issue has been clearly stated.

Hua Yan hummed, and walked outside the main hall, greeting the **** to bring tea.

After the tea was served, Ye Wenchun also unceremoniously added a few cups of tea to a few people and leaned on the chair, looking very comfortable.

On the dragon chair, Rong Xian closed her eyes and didn't move. She knew that Ye Xixiang was childish with her, but of course she was such a generous emperor, and of course she would tolerate the occasional petulant.

She consciously landed on the Qiyun Jinlong over Ganjing, and the Jinlong lying in the cloud of Qiyun opened his eyes.

The armor on it did not disappear, but was firmly covered on its scales.

Rong Xian's consciousness has entered Jinlong's body. There was a burst of pain and pain in her consciousness, and countless voices and anger and anger directly impacted her consciousness.

"It turned out to be the voice of the people." Rong Xian rubbed his forehead, wondering.

She did not expect that the war with Bei Zhao and Xi Jiang would awaken the blood in the bones of the people of Rong Guo.

Their indignation and anger, all turned into a stream of energy condensed into armor to bless the golden dragon.

Their only hope is that the Golden Dragon can bring them victory, let them understand the pain of being oppressed and watch the despair of their most admired emperor slowly.

Rong Xian's eyes flashed golden light, a small dragon groaned in her consciousness, and all the voices instantly turned into a ball of energy, which was swallowed by Xiaolong.

She was consciously manipulating Jinlong, thousands of dragons hovering above Tianzhu, and a pair of majestic dragons looked around Rongguo.

As far as his eyes were concerned, the little golden dragons who stood by the place rushed into the void to respond.

The whole world is displayed in the eyes of Rong Xian without any concealment.

Suddenly, her eyes stopped in the slightly remote but chaotic Yellowstone County.

Jin Long's eyes darkened, and his figure slammed towards Huangshi County.

In Huangshi County, Rong Yu had a big hole in his chest. He lay on the ground, staring dimly at the man standing in front of him.

"Liu Xi, you betrayed the teacher." Rong Yu's voice gradually weakened.

Beginning a few months ago, Rong Yu and the visiting person cooperated with Liu Xili to defeat the Five Sects.

Seeing Master return to the court, he will also give a final blow to the five denominations.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xi on a boat with them turned out to betray them.

Rong Yu smiled bitterly, because he was used to smooth sailing, and he was really assured of Liu Xi.

As soon as he finds a way to separate Qing Hong and Zhou Chen, he should be aware of the problems.

No no no, maybe earlier.

No matter how he suppresses the Fifth Sect, the sense that the Fifth Sect gives him is lingering, giving him a sense that if they continue to suppress it, they will not be able to persist.

Now that I want to come, this is simply an illusion.

It is the illusion that this man and the five denominations cooperate in front.

Liu Xi looked at Rong Yu expressionlessly, and the sorrow inexpressible in his voice: "You don't have to be sad. I will kill you, and I will die. Emperor Emperor will not let go of my wife. You have funeral, you have enough. "

"You are not qualified." A cold, cold voice suddenly came out.

Liu Xi's face changed drastically, and Rong Yu's expression was pleased, so he looked sideways.

I saw that Rong Xian was wearing a deep and majestic dragon robe, and the beads on her head made her face looming.

She copied her hands into her sleeves and stood not far, not too close, as if she had been there all the time.

But Liu Xi knew not.

If Emperor Yundi had been there from the beginning, Rong Yu would never hurt him.

"Hey, Emperor." Liu Xi cried hoarsely.

Rong Xian didn't look at him, and his eyes fell on Rong Yu, whose vitality quickly passed.

Looking at the hole in her chest, blood flowed to the ground, and Rong Xian's pupils shrank sharply, and then quickly returned to normal, leaving no trace.

"Yuer," Rong Xian sighed, and said, "But you haven't seen it for more than a month, and you're dying. It really makes you sad."

Her pace was unhurried towards Rong Yu, and she could not easily see any signs of concern for Rong Yu.

Liu Xi stared at Rong Xian, but found no leaks.

He had to admit that the Emperor was the most terrible enemy he had ever seen.

Liu Xi's hand was shaking a little, Emperor Xi came, what about the towering spirit?

Rong Xian didn't even look at Liu Xi, Liu Xi didn't dare to move.

Rong Xian squatted gently, the long robe of the dragon robe was laid on the ground, and she was stained with Rong Yu's blood. As if she did not notice it, she reached down and pressed gently on the wound on Rong Yu's chest. She asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

Rong Yu grinned and smiled like a fool: "No pain, teacher ..."

"Call me aunt." Rong Xian said softly.

Rong Yu's expression froze completely.