Immortal Voices Chapter 149: Difficult to level

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Si Wenning covered her face, and even used beauty tricks, inconsistent tricks, serial tricks, and hiding a knife in a smile in order to grab a cousin niece and men took turns in battle.

Si Wenning's cheeks were hot, and the feeling of embarrassment made her want to get into the ground and sew it, but even if it got in, the previous things didn't mean it hadn't happened.

Si Wenning: I always feel that I will take a pill sooner or later.

Rong Xian saw the shock in her eyes and gave her an indifferent huh. She thought she wanted to have such a cousin who robbed a man, huh.

"Cousin, you're really not mistaken? Just how can Rong Xian's character be the child of my Si family?" Si Wenning was a little unbelievable, and he didn't want to believe it.

The people in their Si family are inherently cunning, and everyone is a politician without a teacher.

But what about Rong Xian, that's a bad and kind doctor.

Rescuing the world, being gentle and gentle, is a completely different style of painting from their Si family, and it doesn’t look like Si’s in no way.

Sizhen heard her retort, but she looked like she had been stabbed in the wound, with an ugly expression.

He suddenly raised his voice and said: "She is, she must be."

Sizhen closed her eyes, concealing the pain deep in her eyes.

His face was pale, and his lips were still shaking.

He remembered all of it, all of it.

Before he passed out in despair, his daughter had no life left.

No matter how many resurrection pills he gave to his daughter, the daughter still did not wake up.

His daughter is gone, just before his eyes.

But when he saw Rong Xian, he instinctively thought that this person was his daughter.

It was the traction between the bloodlines, the bond that couldn't be broken anyhow drove them to meet.

Even if the soul in the body is different, as long as, as long as he can live as his daughter, he won't ask for anything, he won't ask for anything.

He couldn't accept the fact that his daughter died, even if it was just a substitute, it was a sympathy for his feelings.

And that person is not just a substitute.

She lived in his daughter's body and gave that exorcism vitality.

In the bottom of his heart, that is his other daughter.

Sizhen's throat was sweet, and she vomited with blood.

A tear fell in his eyes, and after all, he still couldn't calm down.

"Ah? Cousin, what's wrong with you, cousin?" Si Wenning turned pale when she saw Si Zhen look like this.

She hurriedly took out the spare Xuansheng Dan from her arms and stuffed it into her cousin's mouth. After seeing her cousin swallowed, her complexion improved a little, and she was relieved.

"Cousin, are you seriously injured?" Si Wenning guessed.

Sizhen shook her head and said in a hoarse voice: "Find Rong Xian, you must find Rong Xian."

"Well, well, let's find and find together." Si Wenning hurriedly responded, not dare to delay half a point, lest her cousin be angry.

Looking at the two of them leaving quickly, Rong Xian's eyes were deep.

Is there something she didn’t notice? I always feel that Si Zhen's performance is a bit surprising.

She pursed her lips, pondered for a moment, but couldn't figure out why.

With a faint sigh, Rong Xian turned and flew towards the distance.

She wants to see A-mei, so she really wants to.

Half a month ago, somewhere in the Demon Sect’s stronghold, two black-robed Demon Xiu gently placed a bronze coffin engraved with mysterious runes on the ground, and then stood quietly as a chicken holding their breath and waiting for their orders. .

Lou Hanxi gently walked over with the woman in her arms, the coffin lid opened, and she cautiously put the person in.

Rong Xian’s clothes have all been changed. The blood-stained white dress has been replaced with a noble purple dress embroidered with various runes. The silver gauze is worn outside, and the white jade belt is not loose at the waist. Without a tight bondage, a pouch with a faint medicinal fragrance lay on her waist obediently.

Rong Xian closed her eyes tightly, the wound on her wrist had healed, and there was no trace at all, but her face was still pale and bloodless.

She looked like she was asleep, and the corners of her mouth curled up as if she was dreaming, but everyone knew that she had lost her breath and heartbeat.

Lou Hanxi smoothed the hair in front of Rong Xian's forehead, and looked at Rong Xian like a tan. She knew that sister A was not dead. The soul in this body was just asleep. The damage she caused A sister's self-destruction back then was completely incomparable.

Sister A was able to live well in the first place, but now it's definitely not a problem.

It's just that she was able to wait until Sister Sister, but now she doesn't know if she can wait.

Lou Hanxi waved his hand to cover the lid of the coffin, and his hands quickly formed seals, and the forbidden runes were printed on the bronze coffin, firmly protecting the coffin.

After finishing all this, she opened her right hand, and a fiery-red glowing character "Rong" floated in the air.

Lou Hanxi handed the token to the two demon repairs, his tone could not contain his beak: "Come to Guitu City in Nanzhou within a month, follow this token, and place the bronze coffin where it should be. You can come back and go back to life."

"Yes, Lord." After receiving the order, the two demons carefully picked up the bronze coffin and turned it into a black mist and flew towards the south quickly.

Looking into the distance, Lou Hanxi looked back until he could no longer see the shadow of the bronze coffin.

Sister, the Rong family is the safest. No matter how **** the mainland is, it will never endanger you. No matter when you sleep, no one can harm you.

Lou Hanxi blinked, all emotions quickly disappeared, she said coldly: "Qu Lang, let's go and meet those mysterious people."

"Yes, Lord." Qu Lang flew out first, heading towards the mysterious strongholds.

Lou Hanxi followed him, and those eyes were full of repressed madness and bloodthirsty, like a ghost lost or even lost in hell, only killing and impersonal.

The rest of the demons shivered, and they all followed Lou Hanxi's back, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Today's Venerables are in a bad mood, they must be careful, otherwise they may be torn apart by the Venerable.

They saw the Venerable go mad and tear a living person by hand more than once.

This restless night passed quickly, and when the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth, all the damned people on Lou Hanxi's list were dead.

She stretched lazily, and carelessly wiped away the splashing blood drops on her cheeks, and said in relief: "From now on, you are free."

Her eyes are as sharp as a knife: "Your last mission-whenever you encounter a group of traitors such as Li Jingyue, kill it on the spot."

"Yes, Lord." Everyone responded in unison.

Lou Hanxi glanced at the crowd, turning into a black mist and dissipating in place.

Qu Lang was the first to execute Lou Hanxi's order. He stretched out his hand and took his subordinates directly towards the magic gate.

Although he is just a little magic door in the secular world, he has been following the big figures like Wuxinya for so long, and he has been so proficient in his sense of words and expressions.

Just now, Venerable Hanxi really wanted to let everyone be free. As a good dogleg, of course he was the first to stand up and respond.

After Qu Lang took the lead to leave, the other demons looked at each other for a long time. After trying to fly in different directions, they found that there was nothing abnormal. This was how Lou Hanxi really didn't need any subordinates.