Immortal Voices Chapter 27: Holy Mountain
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Yun Youfeng did not conceal Lou Sanniang, but instead wanted her to persuade Rong Xian to stay first: "Just now, Rong Xian and I heard that there was a plague in Qingtian Town, Dongzhou, and Rong Xian hurried over. Sanniang, you Help me persuade her, since she came to Broken Yecheng until now, she has not had a good rest, and now she has to travel long distances, what should I do if she is exhausted before she reaches Sunny Town?"
Lou Sanniang gave him a white look: "Although Rong Xian is kind, but once a decision is made, no one can change it. You shouldn't persuade her to stay now, but think about how to make it easier for her to be sunny. Town."
Wandering wind suddenly, hurried to hire a carriage, Rong Xian and Lou Sanniang walked towards the outside of the city side by side.
"My Lord, you know this news..." Lou Sanniang asked suspiciously.
She was interrupted by Rong Xian before she finished her words. Rong Xian turned around and looked at the wandering wind coming with the carriage and the coachman, pretending to say: "Sanniang, a doctor, beware of compassion, I have always been Wish is the pain of saving the souls. So no matter whether the news is true or false, I have to take a trip."
"What if you run for nothing?" Lou Sanniang asked in cooperation.
"It's okay." Rong Xian smiled lightly. Her smile was like the sun in winter, warming the heart, and drunk like a mellow wine across her throat.
"If this matter is false, wouldn’t it be great to me that the people in Sunny Town are fine?" She looked at Lou Sanniang, her bright phoenix eyes seemed to be covered with moonlight: "But if this It’s true. The people in Qingtian Town are on the verge of life and death. I went this trip and it’s extremely important."
Lou Sanniang knows that her own lord is planning to set up a set for City Master Qingbo with a personal risk.
Yun Youfeng, who just rushed over, didn’t know the inside story, and was immediately moved by these words and cried into a dog in his heart. He said that wind is rain and said: "Rong Xian, I will go with you."
The smile on Rong Xian's face suddenly became a little helpless. Before she could speak, Lou Sanniang slapped Yun Youfeng's head: "What are you going to do, lone men and widows don't know how to avoid taboos." I took your skin off of the Lord’s major events.
This reason is so powerful that Yun Youfeng can't say anything that can be rebutted.
For a while, the atmosphere between the three of them was a little dull, and Rong Xian smiled freely and freely: "Okay, I'm just going to treat a disease, and you will treat it as if I had a relatively distant clinic."
"It's easy to say, Sunny Town is far from here." Lou Sanniang cried, holding the kerchief.
Yun Youfeng is also a bit sad, but for the sake of being so masculine, he just said with a straight face: "Okay Sanniang, don't cry, there are always banquets in the world, we will see you again when Rong Xian is busy. "
Seeing his ugly face, Rong Xian smiled lightly: "You Feng, I have been to many places in the past eight years."
She said with nostalgia and sigh: "The vast central plains are lively and prosperous, the squally winds on the seaside and the huge waves are shocking, the glacial snowfields in the extreme north are pale and solemn, and the sand and dust swept up by the wind will return to the killing. Quiet..."
Looking back, she said seriously: "Since I rescued you eight years ago, I have found that you seem to have no goals. If that is the case, then go around and look around, then you will find that this world The wonders of humanity and the insignificance of human beings."
Yunyoufeng tasted it, and said with bright eyes: "I will."
Rong Xian's words were so attractive that he couldn't wait to travel abroad.
He said to the coachman: "Take care of Doctor Rong."
The coachman lowered his hat and changed his voice slightly, lest he would be recognized by Yun Youfeng.
Damn it, didn't Qing Er mean that this man is dead? It turned out that the fateful person appeared again, and now I only hope that this person will not ruin his affairs.
The coachman tried his best to bow his head and bowed his head and said: "Don't worry, the younger one will not make Doctor Rong thirsty and hungry."
The three bid farewell to each other, and Rong Xian got on the carriage and headed towards Qingtian Town.
After leaving the city gate, the carriage suddenly stopped in a deserted suburb, and the driver who was driving seriously lost his eyelids and fainted.
In the carriage, Rong Xian flipped through the book and asked casually: "Has the situation in Sunny Town been investigated?"
Qu Lang who suddenly appeared outside the carriage respectfully replied: "It has been verified that this matter is indeed false. The news was released by Ziwei City."
He glanced at the sleeping coachman and continued: "The coachman is also from Ziwei City."
Rong Xian changed a comfortable posture and kept her gaze away from the medical book. She seemed not to care at all, and casually ordered: "You don't need to worry about this. You can arrange someone for the City Lord's Mansion. It’s best to arrange to go in. If you don’t arrange to go in, you will find a way to buy it, and if you can’t buy it, you will replace it. In short, you must have your own person in the Ziwei City Lord’s Mansion."
"Yes, my subordinates understand." Qu Lang responded hurriedly.
He waited for a while, and after knowing that Rong Xian had no other orders, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The black mist in the driver's body came out and dissipated, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
After a while, the coachman woke up, his face changed a little with a blink, and he quickly reached out and opened the curtain.
Rong Xian raised his eyelids and said lightly: "If you have enough rest, let's go. People in Sunny Town won't be able to wait long."
The coachman quickly squeezed a smile on his face and said: "Yes, yes."
He lowered the curtain, the smile on the baby's face disappeared completely, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't figure out why he would suddenly nap for a long while, so he could only drive the carriage forward.
In the rough sea, a page of flat boats swiftly approached the center of the waves.
Suddenly, Bianzhou stopped. The two figures in the boat turned into streamers and flew towards the holy mountain suspended in the void.
In the Haotian Immortal Sect, Shen Jiuliu was practicing on the edge of the cliff.
He is practising swordsmanship, his sword intent is as ruthless as a king, and as deserted as a fairy.
The sword aura is permeated, and even this spring-like cliff has his sword intent as cold as frost and snow.
His white robe is not embroidered with the same lotus as Shen Xi, but a bunch of cedar flowers.
Since waking up thirteen years ago, he has lost all his memories, and the only thing he has is the purse hanging around his neck.
The cedar trees on the purse are dazzling red, like blood.
In the dream, it seemed that there was a person who had been guarding him. For he did not know whether he was alive or dead, his heart was sore that her blood was hot, but he just didn't remember that person anymore.
While his figure drifted around, his sword pierced through the drops of water, his brows were cold and indifferent, and the touch of cinnabar between his brows added a bit of extravagance, which made people subconsciously awed.
Suddenly, the sword in Shen Jiuliu's hand turned against common sense, and the sword aura seemed to spill from the sky, just like him, with a fairy aura in the cold, not like everything on earth.
Then, the sword spirit was blocked!
Shen Jiuliu's expression didn't change a little, he opened and closed one by one, Jianguang Qingqing Lingling, and there was an astonishing murderous intention hidden in the magnificent beauty.
Until the people in the dark were hard to resist, they were stabbed by the sword energy to reveal their figure.
The sword points to the uninvited guest, Shen Jiuliu's tone does not fluctuate: "Who are you, dare to break into the holy mountain?"