Immortal Voices

Hearing the sound of Lilan’s scolding, Rong Xian acted, pulling Lilan’s hand and letting it go.

Suzuran’s face turned black: “Are you dumb? When you have something to say, at this critical moment, who has time to wonder what you are writing.”

Rong Xian looked up and blinked, wondering, “But didn’t sister just let me shut up?”

She paused, seemingly: “Sister, you are so fickle, it will be difficult for me to do it.”

Difficult to make you a junk!

The blue tendon of Suzuran’s forehead jumped, and almost did not control the sword to Rong Xian.

In the end it was her fault?

Seeing that Lily of the Valley was about to explode, Rong Xian shifted the topic with interest and said, “This is my remedy for healing. Sister Lily of Lan took it for spare.”

After that, he hurried to the other side as if he was afraid that Lily would refuse.

Suzuran shook the hand of the bottle and murmured, “Don’t think that relying on this little favor will make me give up my brother.”

In the distance, Grandma saw that all her people had been stopped, her face sank, and Shen shouted, “Clear waves, do it.”

The words fell, Shen Jiuliu’s face changed slightly, and dozens of people in black appeared in all directions, all of them covering their faces.

Rong Xian narrowed his eyes, and there was a storm in his eyes that could tear people apart.

It’s them.

Thirteen years ago, Shiqiao killed the murderer of the clan.

Rong Xian thought she knew who the killer was, and she was always calm, but when she saw the killers, she realized that she had overestimated herself.

The eyes of these people are exactly the same as those of thirteen years ago. They do not have half the human emotions. They are like puppets that have been deliberately refined by humans. They are rigid and powerful.

Patriarch Yu Qing, Caiyi …

No, she can’t do it. Now it’s not suitable and she can’t. Rong Xian’s eyes are turned away to cover the waves in her eyes.

Well, the murderer of the Yu ethnic group unexpectedly appeared, and Shen Jiuliu could get what he wanted.

Whether it was the group who slaughtered Shiqiao Ao or the one who set fire to Shiqiao Ao torch, who almost made her buried in the sea of ​​fire, it’s time to show her tail.

But now how to make Shen Jiu Liu, who has lost her memory, aware of it?

Rong Xian groaned, glanced at Yun Youfeng next to her, and suddenly said: “I don’t want to see human life disappear in front of me, but I can’t help but get justice for the innocent. Now, I can only deceive myself once.”

With a tone of self-deprecating and helplessness in her tone, she took a piece of white silk from her sleeve and tied it to her eyes, and withdrew her consciousness, allowing herself to immerse herself in the darkness.

This is the first time Doctor Rong has shown maliciousness. If he is not right, he will cause people to doubt.

“Yu Feng, kill these people.” Rong Xian asked with a husky voice, but the tone could not be refused.

When Yun Youfeng saw those people in black appeared, his heart fluttered, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

He knows these people better than anyone else, because he used to be one of these people. He followed these people and went to the ancestral home of the Yu people.

Hearing Rong Xian’s voice at this time, he sank heavily, and Rong Xian recognized these people.

Anyone knows that Rong Xian is human, she never touches her life, and treats anyone kindly and tenderly. This is the first time she has requested murder and the first time she has shown maliciousness.

But Yun Youfeng didn’t think there was anything wrong. The Buddhists had angry King Kong. Even if she didn’t lose her temper, Rong Xian had an unforgettable past.

The smile on Yun Youfeng’s face completely disappeared, and he heard himself answer: “OK.”

Then, as if he had gone mad, he no longer had any scruples, and even if he changed his wounds for injury and his life, he would kill the men in black.

This was the debt he owed, and finally it was time to pay it back.

When the first man in black fell to the ground, Rong Xian slowly walked over with his hands in his sleeves.

She crouched down and allowed her skirt to be stained with blood, and then she asked, “Does it hurt?”

The tone was as naive as a child, ignorantly and curiously asking questions she didn’t understand, waiting persistently for an answer, but she didn’t wait until the man in black had lost his breath.

Tong Wenning pushed away the Yuewei in front of her palm and shouted at Rong Xian: “Rong Xian, what’s the matter with you?”

Ling Lanqiang braced his wounds and Yunwen Ning back to back to guard the enemy, and said ugly: “Rong Xian is not right, it seems because of these black men who just appeared.”

Yunwen Ning felt a little uncomfortable. When she and Ronglan met Rong Xian, this person was a warm and soft existence like the sun. They never expected to see such a sad and sad look.

Yes, when they were hostile to Rong Xian, they also thought about what this kind of emotion would look like in this person, but when this kind of emotion really appeared, they realized that they could not accept it.

Especially Wenming Ning, she hadn’t told anyone, she always had a kind of affection for Rong Xian in her heart.

Although she tried every means to see this person change her face, she was very modest, totally unlike now.

Rong Xian is not suitable for this kind of emotion. This person should be like a flowing cloud above nine days, like an immortal Buddha who enjoys the incense in the temple.

No one has the heart to hurt her, no one can cruelly destroy her beautiful warmth.

Suzuran and Yuewei gave each other a slap, and their blood flew back two steps, shouting, “Rong Xian, what’s wrong with you?”

Although she didn’t like Rong Xian, she didn’t want this person to look like another.

That is a longing for human beings to want something beautiful, and want to keep it forever and protect it.

Rong Xian didn’t answer them and moved towards the second man in black, still wondering: “Does it hurt?”

Ben only asked a few pretend questions, but the **** smell penetrated into the tip of his nose, and Rong Xian seemed to return to the day of the Yu tribe.

That was when she had no resistance, when she was the weakest and most helpless.

Rong Xian turned her head and asked warmly, “Does it hurt?”

Tell her whether it hurts or not. When the people in Shiqiaoyuan died, she buried all of them, and then carved tombstones with bare hands, ten fingers connected, and she hurt.

It was only for a short time, but she really felt a little bit of pain when she realized that those people didn’t exist.

It wasn’t painful, but it was still uncomfortable.

She wondered whether these people would hurt when facing death, and whether it would hurt to watch the people around them one by one.

Shen Jiuluo also apparently found that Yun Youfeng and Rong Xian were wrong. Yun Youfeng had been completely stained with blood, and still killed those in black just because of Xiao Xian’s word.

Xiao Xian’s mood was also very wrong. She had no softness and gentleness at all. All she left was the loneliness and the sad ‘painless’ sound.