Immortal Voices Chapter 178: Tombstone
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"Long stay, You Feng, as well as Jun Cong and Yan City Lord, it's a coincidence that we met again." Yang Ming slightly raised the corner of his mouth, his smile filled with the joy of seeing his friends.
He turned his head to look at Lu Yuan who was leading a few people over, and said solemnly: "This time the Yuxiaomen catastrophe, Junior Brother Lu will definitely take good care of the younger brothers and sisters in the door."
Lu Yuan subconsciously responded: "Yes."
After answering, Lu Yuan came back to his senses, subconsciously embarrassed.
After three years of absence, Yangming’s majesty is even more majestic. Lu Yuan feels that if Brother Ruo Yangming is standing with his master, he must be more like a school leader than his master.
Shen Jiuliu waited for him to finish speaking, then said hello: "Brother Yangming."
Yangming looked at Shen Jiuliu, frowning slightly: "Why haven't seen you in three years, you have lost so much."
The breath on his body is also more cold, as if he can drift away from the world at any time.
Shen Jiuliu knew that he was caring about himself, and there was a flow of heat in his heart, his brows were slightly gentle: "I'm just too focused on cultivation, and I'm worried about him."
Yang Ming glanced at him disapprovingly, and carefully warned: "Don't do this in the future, pay more attention to your body."
"Okay." Shen Jiuliu answered happily.
Yun Youfeng smiled and said: "It seems that Brother Jiuliu still listens to Brother Yangming. I have known him for so long, and I haven't seen him listen to my advice."
Yan Fei interrupted suddenly: "He is Aiwu and Wu."
The air suddenly fell silent, and the faces of several people became frozen.
Yan Fei seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, her face turned pale, and she hid behind her towards Ling Jun.
Everyone here knows who she refers to by the "house", that is Rong Xian, the most special piece of white moonlight in everyone's hearts, that is the wound in their hearts that can't be touched, and it will bring blood when touched. Dripping, painful suffocation.
Ling Jun looked in a trance, saw Yan Fei shrinking, sighed in his heart, and changed the subject to relieve her: "Brother Yangming, are you here with Si Xin?"
Yangming didn't want Yan Fei's family to be too embarrassed, so he cooperated and said: "The teacher is with us, but he and the other heads did not come in."
Lu Yuan bowed his hand to him, and said sincerely: "Xuanhua Mountain great grace, I will remember the Yuxiaomen. If you can survive this catastrophe, Yuxiaomen will definitely return the favor."
Yangming replied: "Junior Brother Lu is serious."
At this time in the hall, Anyang exhausted his saliva to tell Chongguang the news and speculations he had received, and asked with a look of expectation: "Master, how is it? Have you thought of why the magic gate is not in other houses? Siege, come to siege us?"
Chongguang looked at his apprentice with a serious face, and Anyang subconsciously became nervous. He asked: "Does our school have a baby?"
Chongguang shook his head: "Nothing."
"The legendary artifact?" Anyang continued.
Zhongguang glanced at his disciple in surprise, his eyes seemed to be mentally retarded: "There is definitely no, if there is, it is impossible for the demon to be so arrogant at all. The teacher himself can't help it. Jumped out and solved them."
"What the **** is that?" An Yangshou's hair was almost white.
In the light of the light, I saw that Tu'er's worrisome forehead wrinkles were all there, and his hair fell a lot, and finally a kind heart attacked, and he said with a heavy tone: "Tui'er, I thought of it for my teacher."
Anyang looked overjoyed and hurriedly asked: "What is it?"
"Shanmen Station." Chongguang paused.
Anyang looked dumbfounded, what? What are you talking about?
Chongguang said with a heartbroken face: "Those demons must have taken a fancy to our Yuxiaomen, the treasured geomantic land, so they just besieged and not attacked, they are afraid of destroying the layout inside. They are waiting. We gave up and surrendered, and then we took this place with one soldier. It’s really a concerted effort. Disciple, you say... Disciple, disciple, where are you going? I haven’t finished talking for the teacher."
Zhongguang was talking, turning around and saw the apprentice walking out of the hall without looking back.
Shigemitsu: Really unfilial!
Anyang, who walked out of the main hall, tried to suppress the blue veins on his forehead, and his expression was blank.
He knew that Master was unreliable a long time ago, so why did he go up to find abuse?
It's really hard for Master to be serious nonsense there. Moxiu has taken a fancy to Yuxiaomen's residence? This is really a big joke.
If they had taken a fancy, they would have come to **** it a long time ago. How could it be possible for the Yuxiaomen to be passed on for thousands of years.
Furthermore, why does the Demon Sect want the territory of the Yuxiao Sect?
This place is not suitable for demonic cultivation, and the geographical location is spacious and conspicuous. Moxiu's creatures that can't wait to build their nests under the ground can come to grab the site here, and their brains are flooded.
Anyang rubbed his forehead in distress. It seems that Master can't ask anything.
That’s right. Master only knows about eating, drinking and having fun all day. He doesn’t worry about anything except the bears twice every day. The master of the past generations is the master, and Yuxiaomen is not defeated by his master. It is really blessed by the ancestors. Up.
Outside the Yuxiao Gate, Rong Xian, who was already close to Yuxiao Gate, finally stopped.
"Hall Master, do you have any instructions?" Niu Yan asked eagerly.
Rong Xian closed her eyes slightly, her mind turned, and the invisible sword energy depicted something in the air.
When she opened her eyes, Jian Qi disappeared suddenly.
Rong Xian stretched out her right hand, and the rune portrayed in midair burst into her hand and turned into a token.
She handed the order to Niu Yan, and said casually: "To the sect master at dawn tomorrow, don't stay afterwards, just come back."
Niu Yan carefully collected the tokens, and said with a smile: "Yes, don't worry, the subordinates will do it."
Rong Xian raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Of course I can rest assured if you do something, if you can't do it..."
She glanced at the twisted Ah Jin on the ground, and said disgustedly: "I will give Xiao Jin to you for raising."
Niu Yan: He will finish the task even if he dies.
Akin: Snakes should not change owners frequently, because the owners change frequently to make the snake thin.
After Niu Yan left, Sun Tianyou looked at the gloomy black clouds in front of him. He knew that they were all magic repairs.
Sun Tianyou asked anxiously: "Hall Master Veratrum, shall we go there?"
Rong Xian said meaningfully: "I won't go there for now, I have to wait for someone to leave tomorrow."
"Yes, Hall Master." Sun Tianyou responded.
He didn't ask much. Instead, he took something out of the ring and set up a small tent with his hands and feet dexterously. The space inside was small and full of internal organs.
On the mahogany table is the hot water that has just been boiled, the spices in the incense burner are slowly burning, a medical book is placed on the soft collapse, and the thick quilt is spread flat on the soft collapse.
Rong Xian has long been accustomed to Sun Tianyou's behavior, she waved her sleeves away, and suddenly a half-person-sized stone appeared on the ground.
Rong Xian looked down at the stone for a moment, with sword energy concentrated on his fingertips, squatting down and lightly carving something on it.
After Sun Tianyou placed the cup, he was puzzled by Rong Xian's weird behavior: "Hall Master, what are you doing?"
Rong Xian's eyelashes trembled, her tone couldn't hear the joy and anger, and said: "I'm carving a tombstone."
Sun Tianyou asked subconsciously: "Who is it for?"
The corners of Rong Xian's mouth raised slightly, and her smile was very subtle and said: "I think it's probably for ‘me’."