Immortal Voices

Yangming couldn't sit still. It wasn't hard to hear from Master's words. Now everyone in the world knows that the essence of the sword emperor is on the little sister and sister, this is simply the enemy of the world!

"Master, the disciples want to find the little sister." Yang Ming asked.

Tsinghua did not reject him, but instead said intently: "I have the intention for the teacher. If you don't know the whereabouts of your sister and sister for the teacher, you know it now."

He moved his fingertips together, and a light group bounced into the sea of ​​Yangming's knowledge. Yangming looked at it carefully, only to discover that it was actually a map.

"Your sister-in-law will definitely go to Shiqiaoyu, you will wait there for her. Pick her up and tell her that she is my disciple of Tsinghua one day and will always be my disciple. No matter what happens, Xuanhuashan will shelter Her. "Qingbo finished.

Yang Ming responded immediately: "Yes, Master."

Farewell to Tsinghua, Yangming packed his things and left for Xuanhua Mountain.

As soon as Si Xin had finished practicing his sword, before he could return to the room, he heard the disciples in the mountain gate talking.

She was also surprised at the birth of the sword emperor's blood. When she heard that the sword emperor's blood was on Rong Xian, she jumped in her heart. Then she heard that the master called the master and let the master go down the mountain to find the boy who had left for eight years. When she was a sister, the whole person was blown up, completely disregarding the image, and hurriedly ran towards Yangming's room.

Yang Ming had just packed his things, and the door of the room was knocked open by someone. He looked back, but saw that he ran over and asked him, "Brother, are you going to find Rong Xian?"

Yang Ming frowned and said unpleasantly, "Second Master, what kind of body do you run into like this?"

Pouting thoughtfully, he said in a grievance: "I'm in a hurry, too, Brother, I've heard that the sword emperor's blood is being passed on Rong Xian. If you bring her back to the martial arts, this is not for us Recruit disaster? Brother, you have to think about the safety of other disciples. "

"Stop." Yang Ming Shen Sheng reprimanded: "Little Master is also Master's apprentice, is our fellow student, you don't like her anymore, she is my disciple of Xuanhua Mountain."

He approached Sixin step by step. The imposing manner of the whole body was unobtrusively pressed to Sixin. Obviously, he wanted to give a little lesson to this unspoken teacher and sister: "The most important thing is to unite with the door, and to abandon it when something happens. At the same door, Xuanhua Mountain was destroyed from the roots. "

Yangming's tone was extremely heavy: "Thinking, Xiao Shimei has never been sorry for you, no matter why you don't get used to her, I hope that Xuanhua Mountain will be able to unify outside at this critical time. Even if you die, you must be ashamed."

After all, he picked up the baggage and crossed the heart of his mind and walked outside the Zongmen gate, turning into a sword shadow toward the stone bridge.

Since the news of the sword emperor's blood became a public secret, the whole Xiaoqianjie is calm and calm. It seems that the news is just a joke, everyone is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, and no one has shot it.

But in the dark, the waves were turbulent, and countless people were looking for news of Rong Xian. The atmosphere of tension and killing was shrouded in the sky. It was oppressive and deep, as if it were an explosive packet that would explode.

At night, in a town thousands of miles away from Shiqiao, there is no light in the sky, but the town is extraordinarily lively.

Rong Xian wears a green skirt covered with silver gauze, her long hair is scattered behind her back, a white ribbon loosens her hair, and a purse with a faint scent of medicine is tied around her waist. On the street, a clear goal came outside an inn.

Standing at the door, Xiao Er greeted her with enthusiasm: "Kaiguan, please, the food in our store is the most affordable and delicious in the town. Today, the owner is here, and the food he cooked is even more impressive. Linger. "

Rong Xian's eyes looked at the man who was angry with the books in the wine world. The years seemed to treat him particularly well. For ten years, he had no wrinkles on his face, but his atmosphere was more stable and restrained. He was like a child of his family.

"That person is your owner." Rong Xian's tone was soft, although she was doubtful, but extremely sure.

Xiao Er followed her gaze and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, the girl has good eyesight, and that is our treasurer."

It seemed that Rong Xian's gaze was felt. The man looked sideways, facing a pair of clean and bright phoenix eyes. He took two steps forward subconsciously, but hit a guest aside.

The man apologized and said, "Sorry, this hero is going away."

"Heroes" laughed and didn't care: "It's okay, I'm a big man, and I'm worried that the meat on your body is too strong and you will be injured."

The man couldn't help but stunned his lips, "I will make the hero's dish for a while, and I will give it to the hero."

The man was soothed, and the man looked back to where he was before, but found nothing.

He touched his chest blankly. What was the feeling of intimacy and familiarity just now?

He couldn't figure it out and didn't delve into it. He turned and walked towards the back chef.

Many people are running with him today, so he has to get busy in the shop first.

After the second child led Rong Xian to Yajian, he lowered the kettle in his hand and said, "Girl, this is the white water you want. The meals will come up in a moment. You can wait for a while."

Rong Xian took out a piece of silver and gave it to him, and said with a frown, "Don't worry, I don't mind waiting a little longer, and let your owner make some homemade vegetarian dishes."

Xiao Er looked at the silver in her hand and narrowed her eyes with a smile. This girl is really a generous master: "Yes, yes, then please wait for a while, and I will bring you the food right away."

"Thank you," Rong Xian said kindly.

"No need." Xiao Er blushed and retreated happily, and closed Ya Jian's door.

Sitting at the window, Rong Xian raised his hand and filled himself with a cup of tea, stumbling slowly.

After drinking a glass of water, she looked at the figure kneeling in the corner, and her voice did not fluctuate slightly: "Since things have been done, do it according to the plan, disperse all the people, and all the bugs hidden in the dark Find it out, dig the ground three feet, dig the grave whip corpse, and do your best, don't miss anyone. "

She didn't want to have a fish that leaked the net to seek her revenge years or even hundreds of years later. Those guys who would only hide in the dark and put cold arrows were really disgusting.

Qu Langxuan responded, thinking of another headache, and he bit his head and replied: "Respect the Lord, Lord Hanxi and Yu Yu have encountered each other, and they are still aiming at each other."

More than just aiming at each other, the posture couldn't wait to kill the other side, of course he was talking about His Holiness Hanxi. Instead, Yu Shao always gave way to His Holiness, but occasionally shot.

These two people are noble and have many subordinates. Once they fight, no one dares to intervene at will.