Immortal Voices

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Above the void, the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty looked domineering and could not be refuted: "Emperor Xu, friendship is friendship, and each throne depends on its own ability."

Rong Xian tilted her head, her clear phoenix eyes still a little watery: "Jun Heng is so heartless, he has forgotten our feelings so quickly."

The empress did not say anything. Even though Rong Xian's words made people unable to help but speculate about some shady relationship between them, she did not waver in the slightest.

Except for his failure with the Sword Emperor, Sima Hengjun has always been a qualified king.

Seeing that Sima Hengjun did not waver or give in at all, Rong Xian sighed softly, flipped the hair on her forehead, and said dotingly: "Since Sir Heng must compete with me, I will sacrifice my life to accompany you. Bar."

After the words fell, there were no more figures of the two people on the spot, only two groups of light and shadow colliding with each other in the void at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

On the ground, Jun Wu couldn't help but look in the direction of Tongzhou.

It seems that he wants to see if the color of His Majesty the Demon Lord's head is still normal.

She coughed lightly, poked Zhao Hu with her fan, and asked, "Did you feel that the conversation between His Majesty Emperor Xu and the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty was a bit strange?"

Zhao Hu: "??"

Zhao Hu asked very straightly: "What's so strange?"

He didn't find it strange at all. Speaking of which, His Highness King Qin was probably more strange.

Jun Wu glanced at him with disgust, but still couldn't hold back his gossip. He moved a little closer to him and said, "Do you think Emperor Xu and Emperor Jin are having an affair?"

Zhao Hu: "...?"

Zhao Hu: "!"

Fuck, can I still live after hearing such shocking news?

Jun Wu is the one who kills with a thousand swords.

Zhao Hu didn't expect that his life would be in danger just by standing here, especially after feeling Fu Yuhuang's vague gaze, he huddled pitifully, like a dirty and tattered broom.

Tell Jun Wu with practical actions that he is not interested, not at all.

Unexpectedly, Jun Wu was so expressionless, with his mouth open and still chattering. His eyes were filled with excitement and strange light, which made people shiver: "There must be a story between the two of them. This aura is so inexplicable. It makes me feel a little bit excited."

She touched her belly and felt that the dog food was full.

Zhao Husheng was helpless, and suddenly he noticed something strange moving around his legs.

The touch felt **** familiar.

He lowered his head tremblingly, and sure enough, Xiao Shui's ferocious mouth was threatening his thigh.

Zhao Hu and Zhao Huhun were almost frightened.

He nodded quickly and bowed: "Ancestor, what are your orders?"

Xiao Shui looked at Zhao Hu with disdain with his big mung bean eyes, flicked his tail to signal him to follow, and then swam towards Fu Yuhuang lightly.

Zhao Hu was stunned for a long time, with an expression on his face that said he wanted to cry or not.

He said bitterly to the confused Jun Wu, "Just wait for me."

Jun Wu: No, weren’t we just good friends who chatted and gossiped with each other just now? How come you turned around and disowned the person?

Zhao Hu walked towards Fu Yuhuang as if he were dead. Fu Yuhuang was leaning on the big stone with his eyes closed and seemed to be asleep.

No, it should be like being drunk.

Her cheeks were slightly red, her breath exhaled the sweet smell of alcohol, and her long hair was flowing unchecked.

Even when he was drunk, this man had a sense of freedom and unruliness.

Zhao Hu stood there and watched for a while, then heard the so-called drunk man joking: "What, the soul is lost?"

He came back to his senses with a start. Damn it. What's so good about Fu Yuhuang? She's not as good as His Majesty.

Zhao Hu forced a smile on his face and said, "No, no, what is Mr. Fu's order for me?"

Yes, Mr. Fu.

Ever since he was brought out of Rongguo by Fu Yuhuang, he had been tormented by Fu Yuhuang in various ways on the grounds of 'improving his strength', and was also forced to be called 'sir'. Zhao Hu had calmed down.

Fu Yuhuang's figure swayed slightly, and he had already arrived in front of Zhao Hu.

She glanced at the two shadows fighting in the void and said casually: "I heard that Emperor Jin liked the Sword Emperor, did you know?"

Zhao Hu was frightened because this living ancestor did not send a message.

In other words, many monks with sharp ears and eyes heard what she was saying, including Emperor Xu and Emperor Jin who were having a heated fight above.

This was indeed the case. Jun Wu, Yan Kui and others all pricked up their ears and quietly paid attention to what these two people were talking about.

Poor little Zhao Hu: "..." He is just a nobody, why should he know so many fatal secrets.

But he didn't dare not answer Fu Yuhuang's question, and he couldn't take the initiative to send the message back privately. Zhao Hu could only lower his voice like a thief, and carefully organized his words, saying: "After all, the Sword Emperor has passed away, we Wouldn’t it be nice to just say that?”

More importantly, he always felt that if he continued to talk, both Emperor Xu and Emperor Jin would explode.

Let’s not mention the relationship between Emperor Xu and Emperor Sword. The relationship between Emperor Jin and Emperor Sword is completely an open secret.

When the Sword Emperor was still alive, he was always cold, and his aura was as high as the sky. When people meet him, they have the illusion that the Sword Emperor wants to stab people to death with his sword so as not to be an eyesore.

If he can really get married, the only possible partner is Rong Guo, who has become a spirit.

The monks in the Northern Xinjiang Continent are very interested in the Sword Emperor's gossip, and the only one who has spread the gossip with the Sword Emperor is the Empress of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

As a result, everyone's burning enthusiasm for gossip could no longer be hidden.

Even though Zhao Hu was a bumbling star, he was still a bumbling star with no friends. He had heard of this incident, so one can imagine how eye-catching the relationship between the two was.

No one can say for sure how much influence the Sword Emperor had on the Jin Emperor. It might be negligible, or it might cause the world to collapse.

When Fu Yuhuang mentioned the Sword Emperor, he suddenly attracted two disaster-level experts, both of whom were ruthless and powerful kings. They must be trying to cause trouble.

But Zhao Hu didn't want to participate. He just wanted to survive. Why was it so difficult?

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he was so pitiful that it was unbearable.

But Fu Yuhuang seemed completely invisible, completely indifferent and ruthless.

She continued: "It's okay. The Sword Emperor is also my master. There's nothing wrong with talking about him."

"Although I have only known each other for a short time, there is still a tacit understanding between master and disciple. Do you want to know if Sword Emperor has feelings for Jin Emperor?"

Zhao Hu: No, I don’t want to know.

However, under the intimidation of Fu Yuhuang's eyes, he could only say with tears: "...I think."

Fu Yuhuang nodded with satisfaction and said compassionately: "Since you want to know, I will tell you."

For a moment, the entire Taoist platform was dead silent.

Even Emperor Jin, who was fighting in the sky, was a little distracted.

Although the Sword Emperor had fallen, as the only man that Emperor Jin had ever loved, she really wanted to know if the Sword Emperor had any love for her.