Immortal Voices Chapter 106: The Lord

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Rong Xian lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and a deep light flashed across her eyes.

Ling Juncong? Is it possible to be a member of the Ling family?

She didn't leak a half-differentiation, and said with crooked eyebrows: "I am Rong Xian."

Ling Jun laughed, feeling particularly happy: "I know you are Rong Xian, your medical skills are very high, and you still have the essence of the sword emperor."

He took a step forward and was very close to Rong Xian, and both of them could feel the entanglement of each other's breath.

For a while, even the air seemed ambiguous.

Ling Jun's eyes were full of jokes, but his tone was faintly threatening: "I also want the essence of the sword emperor, so how about you give me the essence of the sword emperor and I will protect you? "

When Rong Xian looked at him, her phoenix eyes were clear and soft, as if she had included thousands of landscapes and endless moonlight. The corner of her mouth slowly conjured up an extremely beautiful arc, which seemed to be childlike pleasure, but also a discovery The joy of novelty toys.

Ling Jun was a little lost for a while. This smile reminded him of Yangchun Baixue and crystal glass. It was incredibly clean, incredibly beautiful, but fragile and tight. It seemed that he could get dirty and ruin it by accident.

He spontaneously came up with a strong idea, protect it, don't let it eclipse.

"But I didn't give you the essence of the sword emperor. You also protect me, so Shaoxia, you are a good person." Rong Xian blinked mischievously, and said childishly: "You don't have to scare me, I am a little bit Don't be afraid."

Ling Juncong asked suspiciously: "You don't ask who I am, why do I show up by my side?"

The corners of Rong Xian’s eyebrows and eyes are filled with pleasant smiles. She pretended to say: "Everyone who appears next to me is either an enemy or a friend, and my friends will always be more than enemies."

"Do you think I am your friend?" Ling Juncong asked in surprise.

He has never seen someone like Rong Xian, smart, free and easy, strong and funny. Her heart is too soft, and her character is too pure and kind. This may be her biggest shortcoming, but it may also be her biggest strength, because she is a doctor who helps the world and saves people.

It’s not that Rong Xian has never seen the darkness in the world. After all, in the few days following her, Ling Jun has seen this person several times and was almost sold into the flower house by others, and several times he was deceived in the name of saving people. Go wrong.

After these things happened, Rong Xian handled them cleanly without him and Lu Yuan at all. There were no casualties, but those who were malicious in mind were taught lessons. The methods are extremely skilled and sophisticated. I am afraid she used to It's not uncommon to encounter such a thing.

But this person has always maintained a pure heart, as if no one can dye that pure white with other colors.

She knows the evil of this world, but she is willing to believe in the good of people.

How could there be someone like Rong Xian in this world, perfect to make people's heart beating.

Well, the premise is to ignore her childhood pranks.

Rong Xian can guess what he is thinking only by looking at his expression. She curled her brows and said pretendingly: "The moment you saved me, we were already friends."

Ling Juncong sighed in his heart that it is definitely a wonderful thing to make friends with such people. He asked: "Aren't you afraid that I have other purposes to make friends with you?"

Rong Xian’s eyes are very bright and sincere. She replied: "We are already friends. No matter what your purpose is, you can tell me. If you can do it, I will not refuse."

Ling Jun looked at Rong Xian steadily for a while, and finally laughed: "Good, good, I made a good friend today."

After he laughed, he bluntly said: "I want to borrow your blood to save people."

Rong Xian frowned slightly: "Who told you that my blood can save people?"

Ling Jun was taken aback, and said in astonishment: "Couldn't it? You were injured before vomiting blood. I saw that your blood is very strong, and it can wither trees and spring, so I think it can save people."

He is also frank, and there is no doubt that Rong Xian is unwilling. He understands Rong Xian, so he waits for Rong Xian's unfinished words.

Rong Xian didn't say much, but said: "You will know after dawn. If you are not in a hurry, please wait one more night."

Ling Jun nodded in trust and said: "Okay, then you rest early."

After that, Feishen nestled in the big tree beside him, living next to Lu Yuan.

Rong Xian stood there and was silent for a while before turning back to the room.

Ling Juncong, Ling Juncong, you should be thankful that you didn't secretly take my blood to save people.

Before, she left blood stains in the alleys outside the inn and didn't deal with it. She also wanted to cheat people. Unexpectedly, these two people were behaving along the way, making her secret hands completely useless.

Now that Ling Jun speaks out her purpose frankly, she is not good to use this to cheat others.

She braced her head and couldn't help but sigh: "It really is God's will to make people."

Although it was still early in the morning, Rong Xian didn't sleep anymore. She put on a black dress with a thin black gauze covering her face, but the exposed pair of phoenix eyes converged to the clear and gentle inside.

She walked a few steps forward, seeming to want to go out, suddenly as if thinking of something, she took off the purse from her waist and placed it on the table. Then she converged the breath of her body to the extreme, opened the door and walked out without any haste.

A middle-aged man in a black robe sat cross-legged in the room to practice on the top of a high mountain, in an area shrouded in black mist.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, his gaze seemed to penetrate the black mist to look somewhere down the mountain.

Then he stood up and opened the door, which turned into a cloud of black mist and flew down the mountain.

Qu Qianqian, who just came back from Yan Fei, happened to see this scene. She wondered, why did Daddy go out so late?

She rolled her eyes, put the red jade hairpin her father gave her on her head, turned and followed quietly.

The martial arts field, the tomb.

Rong Xian walked over with her arms in her sleeves, gracefully and calmly. Her eyes were indifferent and cold, and her back was as straight as a sword repairer who would rather bend and unbent, and her whole body was filled with intense weight and mystery.

When she saw her appear, a cloud of black mist fell in front of her, and she immediately turned into a human form and knelt on one knee, respectfully saying: "Subordinate Qu Lang, pay homage to the Lord."

Not far away, Qu Qianqian, who was following her father, stretched out her hand and covered her mouth, her eyes were full of disbelief. She didn't expect her incredible father to kneel in front of another woman so respectfully and meekly. .

Rong Xian didn't say a word, her narrow phoenix eyes casually swept across Qu Qianqian's hiding place, mobilizing the huge spiritual power in the water spirit beads, and violently waved her left hand toward the front left.

A big palm print was formed in the air, and Qu Lang felt suffocated by the overwhelming pressure.

Where the palm prints were swept across, the trees, flowers and plants were all gone, and then—a familiar scream sounded.

Qu Lang quickly turned his head and saw that the palm print hit Qu Qianqian, knocking her upside down and flying away.

Qu Qianqian vomited blood before she could get up, and the force that could not be refused directly pulled her in front of the two and threw her on the ground.

"Father." Qu Qianqian's face was pale, and her voice weakly shouted at Qu Lang.