Immortal Voices Chapter 569: Beat the drum
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Emperor Ying Ping bears the gaze from all directions, and he has a good mentality and doesn't change his face.
Don't use any means, don't use any means, you can live well by playing tricks.
The sword emperor back then was a man of light and wind, but as a result, even the shadows of the dead are gone now.
The Emperor Xu chose to abandon his daughter and continue to fight. This person is cruel.
Ronghua, who hung on the flagpole, swayed and turned pale with fright. Did she not cry after she sniffed.
"Mother, the son is afraid." Rong Wei said with a trembling voice.
The child's immature voice made many people unbearable, especially the people on Rong Guo's side. The anger and hatred in their eyes could almost burn the people of Bei Zhao.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes and did not look at the girl, she said in a vacant tone: "Don't be afraid, if something happens to you, someone will accompany you."
Rong Wei narrowed his mouth and said: "The condition for the minister there is to let Uncle Xiao accompany him."
The name Uncle Xiao made everyone at a loss, not knowing who the child was talking about.
Emperor Ying Ping's face was blue, and he said solemnly: "As expected to be Emperor Xu's cub, I don't know the height of the sky at a young age."
Everyone reacted to Emperor Ying Ping's words, and the "Uncle Xiao" in Rong Hua's mouth was referring to him.
The Northern Zhao imperial family's surname is Xiao, which is fine.
Rong Xian glanced at Emperor Yingping in surprise, with sincere eyes and a strong thirst for knowledge: "Since Emperor Zhao is very old, can Emperor Zhao tell me how high the sky is and how thick the earth is?" /
Emperor Yingping was choked back immediately. How could he figure out the vastness of the world.
He felt that Emperor Xu was deliberately attacking him.
Emperor Ying Ping gave a sneer and said: "You can do your best."
The golden light flashed in his eyes, and the dragon entrenched on the flagpole raised its head. The dragon's roar just sounded, and the sound of a clank sword sounded loudly, as if it was resounding in the depths of everyone's souls.
The dazzling and cold sword light spreads a avenue between heaven and earth, and the purely clean sword light is like pure good and evil, black and white.
The powerful sword aura that spreads inadvertently is intriguing, and in a trance, there is the idea of seeking benevolence and benevolence even under such luxurious swordsmanship.
'Ang~' Golden Dragon let out a painful groan, making everyone awakened.
Their backs were soaked in cold sweat, and they couldn't help but looked up at Jinlong.
But a little bit of black and yellow blood was scattered on the ground, turning into pure energy and dissipating.
Golden Dragon's abdomen was inserted with a blue light sword exuding green light, and the golden dragon roared strugglingly, and then disappeared abruptly.
The cyan sword turned into a streamer, flew to Fu Yuhuang's side and turned into a hairpin, cleverly pinned in her hair bun.
Emperor Ying Ping paled, and his straight waist was bent down.
He resisted not falling, his eyes slanted towards the person who hurt his avatar.
On the flagpole, a woman in a white robe held Rongguo's little maiden tightly in her arms. The familiarity and intimacy between the two made people startled.
The woman is holding a jug of wine in her hand, her brows are free and easy, her lips are smiling, three points are cynical, three points are careless, and the rest is not in the eyes of everything. Wanton.
Such people are destined to attract attention.
Fu Yuhuang, who had been in the dark without attracting anyone's attention, finally started.
"Fu! Yu! Huang!" Emperor Ying Ping bit out blood from his teeth.
Fu Yuhuang looked down at Emperor Ying Ping, without concealing the least bit of disgust on her face, raised her chin slightly, taking Emperor Ying Ping’s hatred and chanting as a natural greeting, and replied: "Yeah."
Just one word, like a kindness, made Emperor Ying Ping want to become Jackie Chan and scratch her face with a paw.
Emperor Ying Ping was so angry that he vomited blood, feeling that the members of the Rong family were all such angry ghosts.
Now think about the sword emperor who couldn't make a fart with a stick and drew his sword when he didn't agree with him. It was actually the best one to get along with.
At least not depressed after the fight, but the Xu Di family is different, they just have the ability to move their mouths and hurt you seriously.
There is also the stinky virtue of the choking people, and it is fortunate that Rong Guoshan can stand them.
"Did the people of the Rong family practice all the dojo to their lips?" Emperor Yingping mocked with a strange yin and yang.
Rong Xian bends the corners of her lips, and said with regret: "I also want to cultivate to my mouth. Then I can just move my mouth and the world will be peaceful, how strong!"
Emperor Ying Ping and others: Ha ha.
Ronghua seems to have recovered from the panic now, she clapped her hands and exclaimed happily: "Mother, the son is fine."
She looked at Emperor Ying Ping hesitantly, and said hesitantly: "Erchen doesn't need Uncle Xiao to accompany him."
Fu Yuhuang smiled freely and said: "It's better not to be accompanied by him. He is so ugly, how is he worthy to stand beside Huaer."
Emperor Ying Ping was so angry that another blood spurted out, feeling that his body was getting worse.
Rong Xian covered her face shyly: "Auntie!"
Fu Yuhuang held the child for a moment and landed on the wall in the distance.
She and Rong Xian both had faint regrets in their eyes, and felt that this world's karma is sometimes not a good thing.
Emperor Ying Ping always gave him strength when he was half dead, so that she was useless to get angry.
In regret, Rong Xian raised her hand slightly, her tone was solemn and strong, low and cold: "Offensive."
Emperor Ying Ping's face was blue and white: "Well, well, since Emperor Xu insists on going his own way, I will stay with him to the end."
The golden dragon and dragon eyes guarding the sky above the county guard house turned, majestic and ruthless: "Beat the drum, challenge."
‘Boom boom boom! ’The dull drums sounded at a fast pace.
Li Yunhu beside Rong Xian has been waiting for this moment, he shouted: "Vengeful formation, kill."
He rushed up with a sword in his hand, and the five hundred soldiers behind him also rushed up.
As for how five hundred people can manage 30,000 people in a county, this is not what they care about.
They only know that they can obey orders, and die on the battlefield, and die well.
Moreover, they believe your majesty, your majesty will not let them die in vain.
The battle curtain opened, Rong Xian stood in the **** shouting, the tranquility between his eyebrows slowly disappeared.
The faint dark vortex in his eyes is surging, and it seems that the beast that has been trapped for a long time is taking this opportunity to struggle out of the cage.
At this moment, an arrow flew towards Rong Xian like lightning, carrying a strong wind and powerful pressure.
Rong Xian tilted her head slightly, and the arrow flew past her cheek, raising her ink hair with a bitter whistling sound and a sonic boom that pierced the air.
Under the suppression of the evil spirits of the army, the battle has little to do with the level of cultivation.
There was a burst of shouting and killing, and the smell of blood was tangy, and people lay down on the ground all the time and couldn't get up again.
"Your Majesty, you are injured!" When Li Yunhu cut a person, he inadvertently looked in the direction of his Majesty, his face changed.
He quickly flew to his Majesty's side to protect her from dripping water.
In Li Yunhu's heart, Your Majesty is a weak chicken.
Even if your majesty is on the list, your majesty's looks and temperament are too harmless, making it impossible to connect her with the strong celestial beings.