Immortal Voices Chapter 517: Quiet well

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Rong Yu looked at the extremely relaxed Master, hesitated, and cautiously tried to prove: "Master, you don't like staying for a long time, do you? Even if you don't have a trace?"

Rong Xian blinked, shook her head slowly but firmly, and said: "I will never like a man who is weaker than me."

Rong Yu was shocked, and said anxiously: "Which is stronger than you?"

Rong Xian squinted her eyes, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in her eyes: "Either surpass him or kill him."

Rong Yu: "..." So Master won't like others at all?

Rong Yu's heart has completely fallen back this time. Just like his master, it doesn't look like he can be resuscitated in tens of thousands of years.

Not...

In this mind, the only one who is strong will do it. Everything depends on the cultivation base, and the rhythm of the orphans should not be too obvious.

Rong Yu didn't say much, he still thought secretly, the Rong family didn't need to add a few more outsiders. Master had him and two younger brothers enough.

For Shen Jiuliu, Rong Yu has completely let go of his ill feelings. Based on his master's play around Shen Jiuliu in Xiaoqianjie, Master would not like Shen Jiuliu.

The mention of Shen Jiuliu was like a stranger, making him gloat.

It was exactly as Rong Yu guessed, even if Rong Xian was chanting Shen Jiuliu's name, there was no ups and downs in his emotions.

If there is a test system for favorability, I am afraid it will be zero.

Rong Xian's world is very clear, divided into his own people, enemies, useful people and useless people.

And Shen Jiuliu is not even a useful person.

Perhaps it was useful when it was necessary to stay for a long time when the Sword Emperor's blood was in the container, but after Rong Xian got the blood back, this person was no longer useful.

Well, you can't blame her for being too ruthless.

Because she doesn't need to rely on anyone, she can do what she wants to do by herself, she doesn't want to do it anymore, and a group of people are rushing to do it for her.

She has strength and power. This is capricious capital.

It doesn't make sense that she is so capable, and she still lives better.

She needs to suppress her temperament, she doesn't need to pretend to be sophisticated, she doesn't need to be exquisite, and she doesn't need to be both sides.

She can laugh when she is happy, or stun others when she is unhappy.

Don't wrong yourself for others, it's natural to hold grudges.

But Rong Xian is indeed gentle. It is not a pretense, but the precipitation of passing time and remaining history on her body. It is the gentleness gradually calmed down by the washing of time.

In her eyes are the changes of mountains and rivers and the shifting of stars. It is a vast and boundless world. Everything in the past has made her who she is now.

While Rong Xian is gentle, his indifference does not seem contradictory.

She fits this way, with the compassion of the gods, and a hint of careless pity for the world in her indifference.

Rong Xian supported her chin, raised her brows lightly, and said: "You are not allowed to find trouble for a long time, whether it is on the surface or in the dark, you know?"

Rong Yu responded happily: "You know Master, don't you believe me?"

Rong Xian said slowly: "I don't believe it."

Rong Yu: It's heartbreaking, Master.

Rong Xian calmed down here, but Fu Yuhuang was lively and tight.

Not only does Ye Qingfeng take care of what seems like nothing, there are many people who want to calculate Rongxian also try to get close to her, and more importantly, Jiang Guo Ding Guo seems to have some orders, and see Tian'er running here. .

Rong Xian raised an eyebrow and smiled, but someone couldn't help it anymore.

She followed those people to do it, and placed a restriction at will, sealing up the entire room.

After doing all this, a few drops of meritorious water, a drop of essence and blood, and a cloud of yellow mud appeared in Rong Xian's palm.

Well, this scene is very familiar, just like when she used to pinch Fu Yuhuang and Tongzhou.

Rong Xian was very fast this time, and she was pinched out in three or two strokes-a three-headed doll.

The little doll is lifelike and looks exactly like the prince of a certain world. At that time, the prince was also called Ji Hao.

She worked so hard to raise the child, and when she turned her head, the child shook her father into rebellion.

Rong Xian thinks she can't forget about this.

She rolled her eyes and pinched the **** of the doll to a girl, who was faintly like her.

The smile on the corner of her mouth is a bit bad, she is looking forward to the scene when the eldest prince meets her sister.

Rong Xian flipped the palm of her hand, and the Fire Spirit Orb that had been snatched from Xijiang Country floated in mid-air with a scorching light.

An aura flew from the center of her eyebrows into the Fire Spirit Orb, and followed the Fire Spirit Orb into the center of the mud puppet's eyebrows.

Suddenly, the light was radiant, and the fire was full.

After the light disappeared, Rong Xian looked down at the little dwarf who had just reached his knees.

The girl is sculpted in jade, with a bun hanging down on both sides, and the little baby is fat and cute.

The child is wearing a white skirt, exactly like Rong Xian's, but it's smaller and more fit.

The child touched the hair bun, and said, "Mother Emperor."

Rong Xian nodded pretentiously, and poked her little fleshy cheek with his hand.

Then——Rong Xian doubted: "It feels no different from other children."

The child and her are in the same consciousness, and then he took the next sentence: "It's still a little different. It's not as annoying as a child crying."

The voice fell, and the two nodded together.

The main body and the avatar were silent for a moment, and the child muttered softly: "My name is Rongwei."

Huh, it's good to be quiet, which means "Xian".

"Rong Wei." Rong Xian recalled the name, feeling that he has a talent for naming names.

She stretched out her hand and hugged the avatar, ignoring the shame of holding herself, she smiled happily and said: "Lady Rongchao, the jewel in my palm."

Ronghua's coordinated call: "Mother Emperor."

Rong Xian held the child in both hands, with a playful look.

With the eldest prince and the second prince, plus a prince and daughter, this Rong Chao troupe can be set up.

Rong Xian waved her hand, and Rong Wei turned into a streamer and plunged into her eyebrows and disappeared.

She was thoughtful, and she didn't know who the Minister of Korea and China would support as emperor in her'hundred years' time.

Well, Rong Xian still hasn't forgotten his mortal personality.

Some wax for the broken-hearted Minister Rongguo.

Rong Xian released the restriction at will, and sat back on the chair and pinched.

She has four spirit beads, the wood spirit beads are on her body, the water spirit beads are on Fu Yuhuang, the gold spirit beads are on Tongzhou's body, and the fire spirit beads are on Ronghua's body.

She couldn't help but look in the direction of the secret realm. She always felt that an earthen orb would give her unexpected things.

In other words, the mutation brought about by the gathering of five spirit orbs.

Time seems to be moving forward slowly but quickly, and the half-month period will soon arrive.

The four great dynasties and the Great Xia dynasty, as well as the major forces, all guarded the entrance of the secret realm. When they saw a person who was not afraid of death smoothly rushing in from the half-open vortex above the void, everyone was in an uproar.

The crowd moved quickly toward the whirlpool like arrows.