Immortal Voices Chapter 115: Interrogation
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"Doctor? This stepping on the horse is obviously a sword repairer." He was slammed into his forehead by the sharp sword aura, Wen You thought he was dead, but he was so dizzy for a long time to realize that he was actually dead. It's okay, but he stretched out his hand, and there was a bunch of hair missing on his forehead.
Wen You immediately grinned: "This **** method."
"Then what, Rong Xian seems to be from Xuanhua Mountain. I didn't see that the Tsinghua head of Xuanhua Mountain has come to save people." A female sister tried to protect her hair and her clothes. , I was a little rushed for a while.
Beside her, the younger brother of the jinpao and jade belt looked thoughtfully at the person standing calmly and letting the sword anger scurry, and said with interest: "I think we should leave, after all, Rong Xian also gave us For the sake of face, if she wanted to kill us, we would have died long ago."
"Face? Where did she give us face." The black-faced gorgeous male Xiu firmly grasped his broken belt and looked at the culprit fiercely.
"Song Yan, we disregarded morality first." Tan Guangfeng frowned in disapproval.
Song Yan pinched his belt with blue veins in his hand. He said dullly, "Tan Guangfeng, your father named you Guangfeng, and you really live a blessed life."
Tan Guangfeng smiled and did not speak. He looked at Rong Xian, who was in a distressed situation, with a faint worry.
Dr. Rong’s identity is unknown to anyone. If such a character really falls here, it is really embarrassing.
Rong Xian also knows that she can't stop these people. After all, her sword aura doesn't kill people. At most, she just teases these people. It has no practical meaning other than making them foolish.
They don't even need to adapt, as long as they don't care about being embarrassed, they will definitely attack her.
Rong Xian opened her eyes and lit a cluster of flames at her fingertips. She took out a small flower from her arms, which was the flower that she had taken from the sieve before.
The flower floats on the flame, being slowly burned by the flame, and the faint blue smoke spreads in all directions centering on her.
"Hold your breath and detoxify." someone shouted.
Everyone hurriedly ate the detoxification pellets, the breath-holding detoxification pellets, the detoxification beads used the detoxification beads, and the tyrannical covering the whole body with aura to isolate the blue smoke.
Rong Xian's eyes flashed when she watched this scene. Oh, these monks are clever.
Since this method is no longer useful, Rong Xian did not waste any more time.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, she turned and ran away quickly.
Song Yan said with a calm face: "Chasing."
Before the voice fell, a figure fell in front of them, the folding fan shook lightly, and the tone was lightly raised: "This is not good, Rong Xian can't be caught by you."
"Go up." The monk who lacked a bunch of hair yelled viciously.
Anyang clasped the folding fan in his hand and fought with this group of people. A group of young people are always passionate and impulsive together, especially when the sect and the aristocratic family want to compare each other.
They are in a group, and they seem to want to tell who is the first person in the younger generation. They have completely forgotten the tasks assigned to them by the family, but the casual cultivators have not forgotten.
The casual repairs quickly jumped out of the chaos of the war, turned and flew towards Rong Xian.
Rong Xian ran out of the martial arts arena and stopped for breath. Her face was a little pale, the sunshade inside her body was about to move, and Shining Hua didn't retreat. The two forces made her qi and blood toss, and she was painful.
Looking up at the sun in the center, it's noon.
She looked back at the direction when she came, and a thought flashed in her eyes.
Anyang actually came too, looking like a friend but not an enemy.
She straightened up some messy clothes and said insincerely: "Sure enough, good people are rewarded."
Rong Xian glanced around and was about to leave here. After all, this is the place where the Yu people sleep. She doesn't want others to ruin the peace here.
Rong Xian had just walked two steps, but stopped abruptly.
She looked at the old woman who was standing in the way, her phoenix eyes narrowed, and the breath of this person was familiar, much like the force she destroyed one thousand and six hundred years ago.
They passed on the fact that the Rong family had a magical weapon, and it was them who circulated between the various forces and led the fools to destroy the Rong family.
But those people were clearly killed by her.
Could it be a fish that slipped through the net?
Rong Xian is murderous in her heart, but she is even more innocent on her face. When she wants to kill someone, she has no murderous aura, just like killing is not simply just killing, it is not a crime, but a trial.
"Who are you?" Rong Xian asked ignorantly.
The old woman didn't speak. The crutches in her hand smashed on the ground twice, and the huge power spread along the ground, directly causing Rong Xian to spit blood and fly out.
Rong Xian: "..." She didn't want to be exposed when she encountered this kind of disagreement.
"Huh?" The old woman looked at the golden blood exuding on the ground with a startled voice. She stepped forward two steps, her eyes flashed, and the blood on the ground was surrounded by a force and floated in front of the old woman.
She looked at the mass of blood carefully, and found that there was a familiar cold breath flowing in it, and this breath was suppressed by a scorching force, but the scorching force was being consumed quickly, and it was exhausted. , The cold air will quickly occupy all of the blood.
The old woman raised her head, and the blood in front of her was scattered on the ground again. Her old voice was full of surprise: "It is actually a sunshade. You little baby is interesting. There are not only legendary things such as the essence and blood of the sword emperor. , Even forbidden drugs that have long been destroyed."
Rong Xian lay on the ground for a long time without getting up. She gave a wry smile, still unable to hear the hostility in her tone: "Ahem, senior said and laughed."
She tried her best to prop up her body and stood up swayingly: "Why did the senior shot at me?"
The old woman looked up and down Rongxian, and said lightly: "Of course it is to make it easier to get what I want."
"What does Senior want? Looking at Senior's appearance, it is not the essence and blood of the sword emperor that everyone is looking for, nor is it forbidden. Rong Xian doesn't know what else in her body can make people remember." She said The tone was somewhat self-deprecating.
The old woman asked in a deep voice: "Where is the Lord Xixin?"
Rong Xian's heart sank. Apart from the magic repairs on the side of Condensing Moon, the only ones left to find the Lord of Relief are the group of fish that slipped through the net that the family gathered together, and-that mysterious force.
The reason for searching for the Lord of the Mind without even thinking about it is the divine tool they are pursuing so hard.
Unexpectedly, after a thousand years, she would collide with this force again.
But this time, she was in the dark.
In the depths of Rong Xian's eyes, the gloomy darkness that seems to have settled for a thousand years is condensed, but her face is blank: "Relieve the heart... Lord? Senior, I don't know this person."
The old woman snorted coldly, and the crutch in her hand was more flexible than the snake. She left the old woman's palm and quickly struck towards Rong Xian.