Immortal Voices

After hearing Qu Lang's obituary, Rong Xian rubbed his forehead with a headache.

Hanxi and Rong Yu have a long history of fire and fire, and she can't let the two coexist peacefully.

Rong Xian closed her eyes and meditated on something. Her fingers were tapping on the wooden table.

For a moment, she opened her eyes and calmly instructed: "Tell Hanxi and Yuer, no matter how they are upset, it doesn't matter. If it hurts me, let them go back to Nanzhou."

"Yes, respect the Lord." Qu Lang responded quickly, feeling relieved.

"In addition ..." Rong Xian wrote lightly: "From now on, do n’t let the magic on your side appear by my side. The only chance you can reach me is when you act along the right path. When there is anything, I I will contact you unilaterally. "

Qu Lang solemnly responded: "Yes, his subordinates listen to the order."

Suddenly, Rong Xian raised her eyelids and looked out the door, her eyes faintly sweeping her eyes.

Qu Lang knew, and instantly disappeared into black mist.

But for a moment, the gentle man with an eyebrow came out the door carrying the scented meal.

‘Oh. ’The knocks on the door are very rhythmic, showing that people are very well-educated.

Rong Xian's consciousness swept over the man, and his eyes began to wave.

It's him!

Outside, the man frowned subconsciously, a flash of alertness appeared in his eyes, and he seemed to realize that someone was watching him.

He calmly laid down layers of restraint all over his body, and the vast consciousness followed the glance of that spying, but returned with disappointment.

In the room, Rong Xian's eyes flickered. She leaned sideways on a chair, her gaze through the windows looking down at the bustling crowd. The outward momentum converged, and her voice was calm: "Please come in."

Tong Zhen pushed open the door and walked in. He gracefully placed the food on the table, looking at the woman with a gentle, warm air around the window, and a sway in his eyes: "Girl, the food is ready. "

Rong Xian's attention then fell on Wu Zhen. She blinked, with a childish pride and mischief, and said, "I know you, you are the host here. Xiao Er told me that the food you cook is the best It's also the most popular chef in the entire town. "

Tong Zhen twisted her lips and smiled like Rong Xian when she smiled. His tone was inexplicably spoiled: "If you like it, I can cook for you every day."

Rong Xian boasted sincerely: "The Dong family is such a good person. They are so good to strangers who meet each other. This kind of mind is really admirable."

If other strange girls heard the man speak like this, they would probably slap it in the past. After all, the meaning of the words was similar to that of the disciples, and the meaning of the joke was obvious.

He had no doubt about him, thinking that Rong Xian was bragging about him, and a burst of joy filled his heart, and the smile on his face just froze and froze.

Then he thought that he was not a good person in Rong Xian's mouth, because he only said this to Rong Xian, and was only special to Rong Xian.

Somehow, at the first sight of Rong Xian, he couldn't help but care about Rong Xian and wanted to give Rong Xian the best things.

It seemed a long time ago that he held the girl in his palm like a pearl.

Rong Xian pretended that she did not see the expression of the man, and she pretended to praise: "The owner is gentle and considerate. No wonder the inn is doing so well."

Qi Zhen gave Rong Xian a embarrassing but polite smile. Somehow, Rong Xian was bragging about him, but he always felt that there was something wrong.

He coughed and kicked the illusion just now. Well, the business matters.

He remembered all the news about Rong Xian, his eyes flashed.

That's right, when Zhen discovered that he was involuntarily concerned about Rong Xian, he immediately sent someone to check Rong Xian, and he was surprised by the news he received.

He is the girl of the Yu clan who has never thought that this fragile girl is the blood of the Emperor of the Sword, and the rumored doctor who is pure and kind.

Dr. Rong is well-known for his temper, and such a person is best to approach.

Wu Zhen thought for a moment, and a little depression slowly emerged from Meiyu.

Seeing that the man did not leave, Rong Xian did not speak to rush.

However, she noticed that the man seemed to be entangled for a moment after he felt depressed, and looked down at the food on the table. She said sincerely: "It looks like the family has a depression. If you don't dislike it, you can talk to the next."

Doctor Rong is so kind-hearted that he has difficulty seeing other people, especially when he is still a good person, how can he not help.

There was a smile in Wu Zhen's eyes, and she sat down politely.

Before, he thought that it was only a one-sided relationship with Rong Xian, but he didn't expect to hear Xiao Er's muttering in the back kitchen. He knew that the girl was still there, and he was happy in his heart, and quickly brought the food.

Wu Zhen also couldn't say why he liked this girl, just like he didn't know he could choose to leave after waking up, but stayed in this ordinary town and lived a normal life for more than ten years.

It seemed that there was a feeling in the meditation telling him that he must stay, because he lost an important treasure, and that treasure is why he came here.

Later, he opened an inn here, and saw countless people, and still could not remember what the treasure he had lost.

Thirteen years later, when he saw the little girl at first glance, a huge contentment erupted instantly in his heart, like a long drought and a sweetheart. There was only one voice in his heart: found, found.

"I don't know how to call the girl?" Zhen Zhen asked politely.

Rong Xian didn't hide his meaning. A pair of phoenix eyes covered with Xinghui was clean and gentle, and the breath radiating from the whole body was warm and kind: "I am Rong Xian."

When she introduced herself, she never said ‘I ’m Rong Xian’, but directly ‘I ’m Rong Xian’. She was confident and warm, and she did n’t worry that others would never hear these two words.

Of course, the name Rong Xian has been heard by anyone with a little skill since the news of the sword emperor's fine blood came out.

Wu Zhen frowned without a trace. How could this child be so upright and didn't know how to hide himself.

He asked in surprise, "You are Doctor Rong?"

Rong Xian smiled brightly and seemed very happy to mention her identity. She definitely said: "My surname is indeed a doctor."

After a pause, her eyebrows were clearly doubtful, and she bluntly said, "Looking at you, you already know me, why do you ask me knowingly?"

Wu Zhen: "..." This is a little awkward, okay?

It was directly dismantled, what about being gentle and considerate? Is it really so straightforward?

Qi Zhen's mood was quite complicated. He was the first time to meet such an upright person. He broke through others without mercy, and Rong Xian was able to live in peace until he was not killed. He couldn't help it. Put cold sweat.

However, thinking of Rong Xian's undefended attitude, Zhen Zhen didn't know whether he should be happy or not.

If Rong Xian was only like him, he would be happy, but Rong Xian she seemed so sincere to anyone.