Immortal Voices Chapter 639: Recite the scriptures

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Rong Xian rolled his eyes under his nose and asked slowly: "Are you free?"

Cang Tian hummed: "I'm very busy, and I came here to see how your little unscrupulous man is doing."

Rong Xian bends the corner of her mouth, shook the chains on her wrist and body, and said lightly, "As you can see, I am a prisoner now."

Cang Tian: "..." Prisoners who are under the ranks are prisoners. Can you take away your rippling tone first? !

It slandered in his heart for a long time before he gloated and said: "Let you do it! Now it really deserves it."

Rong Xian lowered her eyes, feeling a sense of sadness inexplicably all over her body.

The sky is a little embarrassed to look at this appearance, although it knows that this is 100% of this little unscrupulous pretending.

The sky gave a light cough, and asked with some lack of confidence: "Would you like to help you untie it?"

Rong Xian brushed her face down, her tone as pale as white water: "Don't do unnecessary things."

Now that everything is going according to her plan, she doesn't want to be in trouble at this juncture.

Cangtian: "..." This is really #热脸贴冷妻#.

It snorted twice angrily, and completely disappeared from Rong Xian's perception.

Rong Xian was not commenting on its departure. She glanced at the chains that imprisoned her, and the corners of her mouth rose, making the smile on her face more gentle and sincere, but her dark eyes quickly flashed across a dark glow.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled casually: "Uzun, I am waiting for you to rule the world."

It's better to have a good meal if you mess up under the eyelids of Heaven.

Her eyes darkened, and she withdrew most of her consciousness.

Without the generals of Zhao and Jiang, who else can resist Rong Guo's army?

Outside the world, Yun Zun heard Rong Xian's voice and looked arrogant.

A king over the world? !

Huh! She will be there soon.

Rong Yang, who was holding Rong Wei's hand tightly, sank straight into the bottom when he put on those arrogant and ambitious eyes.

This is not the mother queen!

It's Wu Zun.

Wu Zun appeared, where did the mother emperor go?

A bad guess passed through Rong Yang's heart, making him as painful as digging a bone and burning his heart.

Could the mother emperor have been hiding in that body, waiting for the opportunity to regain her body, but had to expose it because it was dangerous to see him?

Although this is a guess, Rong Yang has to admit that this is the closest guess to the facts.

Thinking about Yun Zun's personality, he didn't dare to imagine the situation of the mother emperor now.

At this moment, Rong Yang didn't have the slightest joy of being loved by the mother, but rather uncomfortably tight.

He would rather the mother emperor never see him in his eyes, and would rather the mother emperor ignore his life and death, as long as the mother emperor can live.

His mother emperor is the person who is calm and graceful, and acts glamorously, not the boring Wuzun now.

On the side, Rong Wei saw that his brows were painful and his eyes were dull, his eyes flashed, and he said solemnly: "Second prince, distraction on the battlefield is a big taboo. You are going to die in this way. Will you give me the throne?"

Speaking of this, she opened her eyes and smiled and said: "For the sake of your effort to send me into Qingyun, if you really die, I will make you king."

Rong Yang's face turned black, choking in grief in his throat, and a sense of powerlessness arose.

He retorted: "If the emperor does not worry about the emperor, the minister will surely win it."

When he said the voice, he was dumbfounded, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

Yes, he can ascend to the throne, deprive Wu Zun's soul with the help of dragon energy, and rescue the mother emperor.

Become an emperor, there are so many things he can do.

At least it can make Wu Zun who hurt the mother emperor die without a place to bury him.

Rong Yang clenched his fist, and said every word as if swearing: "The throne, this prince is bound to win."

He should consider drawing in court officials to prepare for the overthrow of Wu Zun.

Let’s start with Grandpa Zong Zheng.

Ronghua who took his look into his eyes: "..."

The smile gradually disappeared.jpg

She snorted, this unfilial son! Want to rebel, daydream!

One big prince is enough.

However, the second Prince Rong's will is not shifted by her.

Aside from the battlefield, after Rong Xian's main soul was relieved to leave his body, his consciousness woke up in the West Antarctica.

Flying out of the weeds, Rong Xian's face sank like water.

She faintly has the illusion of #lifting a stone to hit her own foot#.

How to raise the land well, the son will also rebel.

She would never admit that it was her Rong family's restless blood that caused the ghost, nor did she admit that it was all her work.

She angered Zong Zhengling rightly and confidently, thinking that Zongzheng Sect had ruined her family's children.

She looked at the sky and sighed: "I really know people and my face and don't know my heart."

She pulled her sleeves, blocked her helpless and sad cheeks, and said in a distressed tone: "Who would have thought that Zong Zheng, who has always been honest and responsible, was actually a wolf ambition to provoke my son and my feelings, and to provoke him to rebellion, really What a wolf ambition, a wolf ambition!"

The only audience: "..."

"Donor, have you had a nightmare?" Fozi asked with a dull face.

The appearance of the female donor who is so good at singing made his heart tremble, and there is always a not-so-good premonition.

"Little monk, it's been a long time since I saw you." Rong Xian greeted him familiarly, as if he hadn't noticed the complicated look of the Buddha.

The Buddha lowered his head and murmured: "Amitabha, the female donor has only slept for less than a day." We have only seen it.

Rong Xian pretended that he didn't even understand the meaning of what he was saying. He looked down at the scroll in his hand and blinked and asked: "Little monk, do you want to recite the scriptures?"

The Buddha sat down cross-legged, his expression calmly said: "I am going to read it."

Rong Xian was very curious: "It's still early. You are doing morning class so early, so you are very diligent."

The Buddha smiled slightly, quite the charm of the Buddha pinching a flower.

He said: "The poor monk read a passage of Rebirth Sutra, and let the donor die."

Rong Xian didn't have the slightest discomfort or irritation of being offended. She still had a smile at the corner of her mouth, and she adjusted her sleeves, her every move was graceful and graceful, and her own aura.

This is the aura of a high-ranking person who has been in a high position for a long time.

When the Buddha reached his lips, the scripture was suppressed by Rong Xian's momentum, and he couldn't utter a word.

After Rong Xian sorted out himself, his eyes fell on the Buddha, and he pretended to say: "Huh? The little monk is finished? Why didn't I hear a word?"

Without waiting for the answer from the Buddha, she clenched a fist with her right hand and smashed it into the palm of her left hand. She suddenly realized: "I understand. This is what your Buddhists say,'The law does not spread to six ears', right!"

She raised her head and looked at Buddha with a hint of pride.

Buddha: "..." You must be beaten to death because you owe you too much!

Buddha squeezed the Buddhist scriptures tightly, and almost didn't crush the scriptures.

The blue veins on his forehead jumped, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, finally barely suppressing the roar.

He has a blue face, and every word seems to be squeezed out of his teeth: "The female donor is very knowledgeable and knows that'the law does not spread to six ears'."

Rong Xian put on a humble expression, and said with hypocritical emotion: "If you know a lot, you won't be accidentally taken back by others."

Buddha: "..." Are you a devil? !