Immortal Voices Chapter 1001: Dashui

There was a demon-like atmosphere on the Epiphany, and before Feng Chu and the three of them had found it, a faint figure appeared on the Epiphany.

That is a very beautiful woman, she has the beauty of a flash of light, white and beautiful. The moonlight is like practice, and the cool breeze is like water. When it is sprayed on Pan Hua, the light and faint figure also reveals the beauty and beauty.

Rong Xian looked down at the woman, and the woman also looked up at Rong Xian. When the two looked at each other, the woman first gave a wavy smile.

She opened her mouth, her voice did not come out of the barrier: "Mother God."

Rong Xian raised her eyebrows, glanced across her face, and smiled: "It looks good, I like it very much. But you need to be more behaved, so that I will like you longer."

The tone of her speech is also with unspeakable charm, which makes the listener can't help but listen attentively, and then their thoughts follow her words.

"Flawless." She paused and said the name.

The beauty of the Epiphany makes the heart tremble, with a silent amorousness in every move, as if every petal of her can touch your heartstrings.

She replied submissively: "Thank you mother **** for the name."

"Rong Xian, do you trust us now?" Feng Chu asked tremblingly, lest he accidentally be killed by the suspicious and seriously ill Rong Xian.

She didn't find anything wrong with Tan Hua in Rong Xian's hands, nor did she hear the conversation between Rong Xian and the flower demon.

Rong Xian teased the petals of the Epiphyllum, so he could not help but laugh after enjoying the frustrated look of the wind. She laughed very openly and wanton, and the brilliant brilliance eclipsed the epiphany in her hand.

Immediately, she put away her smile, and asked eagerly: "Guess I believe it?"

Feng Chu rolled his eyes, and the inexplicable tension was lost by this sentence.

From the standpoint of Rongxian's attitude, this person also trusts them.

"It's just that I'm so kind that you will always follow and protect you from growing safely." Rong Xian complained lightly with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Feng Chu looked at her suspiciously: "Why do I think you are very happy to play this way?"

"Why!" Rong Xian said righteously, "I was saving you who were in crisis at that time. I was too busy to be so busy at the time, so I would be happy."

Wei Qing whispered towards Leng Shuying: "Why do I feel something is wrong?"

Leng Shuying's expression was a bit stiff, but of course it was wrong. Rong Xian's words meant that she was happy, but she was too busy to have a good time.

It depends on when Feng Chu reacted.

But if you want to come, Rong Xian will not give her a chance.

Rong Xian sighed lightly, a sadness hung between his eyebrows: "Sister Chu, you misunderstood me. This makes me sad."

Feng Chu gave a light cough, and said at a loss: "I didn't mean to. Well, I am very grateful for your protection along the way."

She solemnly said: "If you need it in the future, I will die. I will work hard to be strong and protect you."

Leng Shuying and Wei Qing looked at each other, and this person was fooled again.

A trace of interest flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, but the corner of her mouth was pulled up with gratitude, and she said softly: "Then I will thank Sister Xia Chu in advance."

Feng Chu put his hands behind his back, the roots of his ears were slightly red and said: "No, you are welcome."

Leng Shuying: This girl hasn't recovered yet, Rong Xian may be older than her.

This cultivation base is more than a big level, but it has been piled up with endless years.

What's more, Rong Xian still holds the seal of the deputy poster of the Fengbo Tower. At least he has never heard of the upper floor of the Fengbo Tower being replaced for thousands of years.

Either Fengbo Tower kept the subordinates from it, or the upper level had not been changed from beginning to end, and it was always the same person.

The first possibility is very slim. The host and deputy host are in charge of tasks and communicate with the killers. As the number one killer in the building, he didn't receive any news. The first possibility of side reaction can be ruled out.

The conclusion is that Rong Xian has probably always been the deputy host of Fengbo Lou.

Hey, the more inside information you know, the more unfathomable it is to see Rong Xian.

At this moment, a woman wearing a Luo skirt came to the three of them and leaned over and said: "Three Daoists, please come from my Patriarch."

Feng Chu subconsciously stood in front of Rong Xian in a protective posture, questioning: "Who is your Patriarch, and what do we invite?"

The woman behaved politely, her expression solemnly said: "My family master is Chaohua City City Lord. Chaohua City was moved to the Demon Realm with great supernatural powers. Two days later, the Demon Race attacked the city. How to decide."

Rong Xian squeezed the epiphany in her hand, and her eyebrows were flowing with a natural charm: "Oh? It's the lord of Chaohua City, then let's go too. Everyone is now a grasshopper tied to the same rope, trying hard to jump. Huh, cough, try to discuss how to leave the demon world alive."

The three followed the woman to the City Lord's Mansion, and along the way they encountered many monks who were also invited to the City Lord's Mansion.

Outside the outside world, Rong Xian, the incarnation of the French Open, walked slowly step by step, but every step she took was a thousand miles away.

In addition to her speeding up from time to time, the entire demon world was covered by her for most of the day and night.

On this road, the closer you get to the powerful big demon territory, the fewer the little demon going around, and the thick demon aura is swaying unscrupulously.

Rong Xian stood in front of the rugged Demon King's palace, surrounded by demon soldiers neatly guarding, a bit rougher and more deterrent than the human race.

"Is it just the respect of the weak?" Rong Xian stretched out her hand, and a beautiful fan appeared in her hand.

She slapped the wind with a fan, and sighed: "This broken place is too hot. Is the law of the demon world the incarnation of the Golden Crow?"

She fanned the wind again and found that it was hot or hot. She was upset and exerted a little force. The sharp wind swept the sand and stone fans and caught the eyes of many little monsters.

Under their panicked look, the palace of the wolf king Chaijun was swept into the sky by a tornado.

Little monsters: "..."

Rong Xian held the hand of the fan for a while, and said with joy: "Fortunately, I patched up a protective cover in time, so I was not blinded by the sand and rocks."

She turned her head to look at the empty Demon King Palace residence, and said innocently: "Suddenly a demon wind hits and lifts the Demon King Hall into the sky."

She was hypocritically sorry: "This is the flood of the Dragon King Temple."

Suddenly, she had a look, and looked into the distance: "The other demon kings of the demon clan are coming. They are coming so fast. Are you really worried about an accident or want to get a share of the pie?"

She chuckled a few times, and flicked her long sleeves. The invisible wave of power enveloped all the footprints she had walked on, gently ran over them, and all traces of the past and the present disappeared.

After all this was done lightly, she turned and lifted her steps. At the moment that footsteps landed, people had left the territory of the Wolf King, leaving no trace.

Just after she left, a demon king wearing a gorgeous brocade dress embroidered with various flowers and branches looked around thoughtfully.

Strange, there is no clue left.

She stretched out her hand and, taking the residence of the Wolf King's Palace as the boundary, green vines surged in the ground. Immediately afterwards, beautiful flowers bloomed on the vines.

A refreshing breeze blows, and the flowers are fragrant. The Demon King tilted his head slightly and listened to the trembling sound of the petals of the flowers on the ground.

Huh? Still no traces exist?

The Demon King's expression condenses, his eyes are very solemn.

"What did Mr. Hua find out?" A young man in an exquisite feather robe came afterwards.

Seeing her movements, her eyes flashed, asking pretending to be curious.

He looked at the wolf king's palace with a deep darkness in his eyes, and wondered if Mr. Hua had received any news?

She can use the seeds buried underground to see everything that has happened on the earth.