Immortal Voices Chapter 125: Cheap

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"Magic Xiu? Rong Xian, you are in collusion with Demon Xiu!" The gray-robed man was shocked when he saw this group of Demon Xiu, "Everyone has misunderstood you, Rong Xian, I will definitely reveal your true face. Of."

Rong Xian showed him a smile that made heaven and earth disgraced him, and said mercilessly: "What gives you the illusion that you can leave alive tonight?"

She propped her head and said with interest: "Do you still want to reveal my true face?"

She amused: "Did you forget what your stand is? Would you like me to remind you, you are not on the path of justice."

Then, her smile slowly faded, her eyes were cold and cold: "Kill them."

Qu Lang and others received the order and immediately fought desperately with the gray-robed man. Even if they died together, they had to complete the task of the Lord.

In their hearts, the Lord is God and faith.

They are willing to give everything for their faith, including life and even soul.

Seeing this group of people kill them desperately, the grey-robed man in the lead was not calm.

If this continues, there will be no more of his subordinates left.

He pierced towards Rong Xian with a sharp gaze. Only when Rong Xian was caught, the Mo Xiu would throw a rat restraint.

His figure shook slightly, and the next moment, someone appeared in front of Rong Xian.

The gray-robed man's hand has been stretched towards Rong Xian. Qu Lang and others didn't respond when they saw this scene, and their expressions were still pity.

Sure enough, before the grey-robed man's hand touched Rong Xian, a sword aura sprang from Rong Xian's eyes quickly.

This sword aura is different from the sword aura that used to tease those aristocratic children before. The sword aura is full of creepy murderous intent and blood like Shura hell.

The sword air swept across, and the gray-robed man's limbs were directly cut off.

Blood stains splashed on Rong Xian's skirt. Rong Xian lowered her head and glanced, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were cheerful and said: "This pattern is good, I like it very much."

‘Boom! The man in gray robes hit the ground.

He stared at Rong Xian with widened eyes, as if he was looking at a devil.

Rong Xian blinked and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I won't kill."

Grey-robed man: "...you better kill me."

Rong Xian said sadly: "Isn't it good to be alive? If you die, you will lose everything."

The gray-robed man said in a hoarse voice: "Don't pretend to be less, don't you just want to know the news of my power? Don't say it so high-sounding."

She lowered her eyes, staring at the gray-robed man condescendingly, and said blankly: "So, do you recruit?"

The gray-robed man sneered and said: "I am not a high-ranking person, and I know only a few things. In other words, I only know that the master is from the Central Thousand Realms, and I don't know anything else, which disappoints you."

Rong Xian's expression didn't show the slightest disappointment, she faintly said: "You are just plain."

She turned her head slightly, only to realize that Qu Lang and others had quickly eliminated the redundant people.

She went to Qu Lang: "This person is handed over to you. I can ask you what you can do."

Qu Lang immediately responded: "Yes, my subordinates understand."

Rong Xian nodded, and suddenly, her expression condensed.

She stretched out her right hand abruptly, grabbing her palm out of thin air, and a figure in a brocade robe was pinched by a mysterious force and hung in the air.

"Rong, Rongxian!" The monk squeezed these words out of his throat.

Rong Xian blinked and said in surprise: "It's you."

Song You said in horror: "Rong Xian, you, you are actually in a group with Mo Xiu."

Rong Xian smiled slightly and loosened her hand, and Song You fell firmly to the ground.

She didn't pay attention to Song You again, and said to Qu Lang: "Time is almost up, deal with him, go."

After Qu Lang responded respectfully, a black mist emerged from his palm, climbed directly in front of Song You, and after breaking Song You's neck, he pulled the corpse away quickly.

Other magic cultivators also quickly handled the corpses on the ground, and followed Qu Lang to leave.

As soon as the demons left, Rong Xian noticed the breath of Shen Jiuliu's return.

The unpredictable aura all over her was warmed and softened, and a soft smile rose from the corner of her mouth, and her previously nonchalant gesture instantly became weak.

Rong Xian glanced across the ground inadvertently and found that there were still mottled blood stains remaining on the ground.

Displeasure flashed quickly in her eyes, as if she was dissatisfied with the omissions of her subordinates.

She flicked her sleeves back, and a sharp wind with water vapor instantly washed away the blood on the ground.

Feeling that familiar aura stopped outside the martial arts training arena, Rong Xian condensed all the exposed sharpness, and her body shook as if overwhelmed.

Rong Xian seemed to break the jar and didn't persist anymore, so she knelt down and sat down in front of the stele.

Looking at the gently swaying flowers, her voice is weak but still gentle: "Patriarch, don't worry about me. I didn't die 13 years ago, and I will still not die after 13 years."

"Cough cough. Patriarch, you also saw Yu Xiu today. Is he better than you thought?" Rong Xian coughed a few times, took out a veil from his arms, and covered his lips. He vomited blood again.

She was paler than before, and she seemed weak to faint at any time.

Rong Xian lowered her head and stared blankly at the flower that had absorbed her blood in front of her. It grew more than a foot tall at a speed visible to the naked eye, thriving, and tirelessly blooming countless flowers.

Then it slammed into pieces.

She chuckled lightly, with sadness that she didn't know in her smile: "Maybe one day, I will be like this flower, and disappear at the most beautiful moment. But the patriarch..."

She touched the stone tablet lightly, and said insincerely: "Yu Xiu is left with me as a relative. If I am not here, what should he do. I know he now has a sect, a master, and a senior brother and sister. , But I still can't worry about him, just like you couldn't worry about me and him."

She doesn't worry about herself, and what she has always been thinking about is another person: "Back then, those people wanted to take away the essence of the sword emperor, but unexpectedly, the essence of the sword emperor clings to the body for a long time. But the essence and blood of the sword emperor. Incidental curses have been torturing him, and the monthly pain of heartburn has lasted him for 13 years."

She coughed slightly, as if thinking of something, her peaceful phoenix eyes were full of smiles, and she raised her head with a cheerful smile: "So I used secret techniques to introduce the Sword Emperor's blood into his body. In my body, the curse can only be changed to a new owner, and I don’t know if it can adapt."

Immediately, her tone was tangled with two points: "I didn't mean to take away the essence and blood of the sword emperor, I just don't want the long stay to continue to hurt."

After a pause, she slowly said: "Well, I have a big advantage."

But Shen Jiuliu knew that it was not like that, it was not a big deal, it was desperate pain.

Shen Jiuliu quietly leaned against the tree, holding the sword tightly in his hand, his eyes flushed.

He had been fooled away by Rong Xian, but he turned a corner and walked halfway before realizing it was wrong. Xiao Xian's appearance just now clearly wanted to support him.