Immortal Voices Chapter 253: Fair

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Rong Xian looked up, her eyes seemed to penetrate the curtain and looked out the window, her voice hoarse and weak: "Fourth day."

Rong Xian gently lifted the drapery in her hand. This simple gesture made her very difficult to do.

A little bit of light sprinkled on her body, as if she was coated with a layer of silver light.

Rong Xian tilted her head slightly, her eyes widening suddenly.

Her trembling hands lifted up the hair that was hanging down her chest, and she was surprised to find that half of the palm-length hair was already frosty white at the end of the hair.

She stretched out her hand to put all the hair strands in front of her eyes. The tails of the hair that should have been blue and black seemed to be submerged in a layer of frost, white and glaring.

She let go of her hand and her hair fell.

"Hair is like frost and heart is like snow, sitting in the quiet room alone to wait for dawn." Rong Xian murmured.

She brightened her eyes and proudly boasted: "Good poem, really good poem."

She turned her head and blew her own hair, and then pondered for a moment: "If I go to the Daxia Dynasty to take the imperial examination now, will I be eligible?"

Cough, say a thousand things and ten thousand, Rong Xian is now having fun in hardship.

She didn't expect her hair to be grayed out at the age of more than a thousand in her previous life, and her hair will be dyed in her twenties in this life.

Coping with these waves of pain is so exhausting, and every moment of need is endless torture.

It is ridiculous that this curse that has brought her endless torture is what she has always let go.

However, she can clearly feel that the medicinal effect of Shengge in her body has disappeared.

Rong Xian moved her body, and a layer of cold sweat oozes from her forehead.

She wanted to stand up, but every inch of her body movement was accompanied by bone eroding pain. Every movement took a long time, and she waited for the sharp pain to fade before moving again.

I don't know how long it took, Rong Xian finally got out of bed.

She seems to have adapted to the pain of tearing the soul, and is no longer as immobile as she started.

Opening the door, she took a deep breath, and the sticky and dirty breath penetrated into the tip of her nose.

Rong Xian frowned, folded her hands in her sleeves, and walked slowly in the direction of Lily of the valley.

The eyes that should have been pure are no longer pure and clear, nor are they dark as an abyss.

How do you describe it? It's like countless stars rotating, like mountains and rivers changing, deep and vast, vast, and mysterious everywhere.

All the demons who came across her on the road lowered their heads involuntarily. They only felt that the grace of this adult was so compelling that they didn't dare to look directly at it.

She walked all the way to that dirty and filthy place so slowly, a pair of phoenix eyes indifferently looked at the scene of fornication and chaos before her, and her emotions did not fluctuate at all.

Rong Xian swept across at random, found a clean place, and sat down cross-legged with her skirt.

Every action seems free and unrestrained, like a celebrity hermit who has traveled through time, with a mysterious atmosphere different from the environment of this era.

"Come here," she called.

The Mo Xiu who was standing by immediately walked to Rong Xian and knelt down. He didn't dare to stand upright and let the adult look up at him.

"My lord, what is your order?" Moxiu asked respectfully.

Rong Xian pointed to the lily of the valley that was tossing around under different people, and asked calmly: "How can the people of the Vast Sky Immortal Sect appear on Wuxin Cliff in an upright manner? How come I don't know that Wuxin Cliff and the Vast Sky Immortal Sect give up. Made peace?"

Moxiu and Moxiu were sweating suddenly and terribly. What should he say? Could it be said that this immortal cultivator has abandoned immortal cultivating demons, and they have also become subordinates of other people?

No, whoever says this will die.

Seeing that Moxiu couldn't make a sound for a long time, Rong Xian glanced at him sideways.

Mo Xiu didn't kneel down firmly, and fell on his back.

He was shocked, and only felt that he had seen the sky full of stars at the first glance, and then he was swallowed by the giant python incarnation of the stars.

It's as horrible and powerful as it is.

"Where is Qi Pan?" Rong Xian asked suddenly.

Mo Xiu didn't realize who it was for a long while. She seemed to know his ignorance. Rong Xian's expression was quite a hatred for iron and steel. She added, "Xianzong Great Elder."

This magic repair knows that he knelt down again, and quickly responded: "Qi Pan has been recovering from Jige's injuries."

Rong Xian raised his eyebrows: "No Jige?"

She narrowed her expression, her voice didn't have much strength as before, but everyone here knelt down.

Rong Xian said slowly: "I remember that it was the place where the master Xixin Zun practiced, how can Qipan Hede dare to enter there?"

The demons knelt on the ground and trembled, and the air was silent for a while, and even the demons who were enjoying themselves with Lily of the valley softened ♂ down.

An alert hurriedly shouted: "My lord, your subordinates will go and arrest Qi Pan immediately."

Rong Xian: "..." She has acquiesced.

The magic cultivators knew it, and a group of them hurriedly headed towards Fuji Pavilion.

After running far away, a soft and non-strength voice sounded in my ear again: "Bring people out, life and death."

The magic cultivators are agitated, and the speed is more than a little bit faster than the previous one. They always feel that the result of the last sentence of "No matter whether you live or die" is for them.

After the demons left, Rong Xian's eyes fell on the naked lily of the valley.

Although Suzuran's expression is still confused and her body can't help but rubs on the ground, Rong Xian knows that her consciousness is always clear.

That is the most tormenting effect that Shengge has attached to it. It makes you watch yourself shamelessly pestering one person after another, but there is nothing you can do.

"Lily of the valley, this is Shengge." Rong Xian's voice was calm and unwavering, but it gave people a sense of pain.

She sat cross-legged on the ground and didn't move, her eyes curled up like stars in the sky without focus, she asked in a very sincere tone: "You have personally felt the effect of Shengge, do you feel weak? Make you want to be crazy, want to break yourself?"

After saying this, Meng Daxian groaned for a moment, raised her eyebrows, and said in a very hateful way: "But you can't do it."

Lily of the valley: "..."

These five words are engraved in the depths of Lily of the valley's soul like a spell.

She has red eyes, and her crazy dark eyes are creepy.

I can't do it, but Rong Xian, why are you okay? Obviously you have also been hit by Shengge, and you have also been hit by Shengge.

We are all suffering from the pain of Shengge. Why is it that I am the only one who perishes in madness and despair, and you sit there clean and high.

It’s not fair, it’s not fair at all.

This world, it has never given me preferential treatment.

Clearly I am better than you everywhere, but Shen Jiuliu only likes you. Obviously I have worked very hard to do a good job, but I can't even match one of your plausible news.

Now, it is clear that we have all been hit by Shengge, but you are unscathed, but I can only lie on the ground and sink into the mud.

This is not fair.

Lily of the valley screamed in her heart, but when she reached her mouth, it turned into a greasy soft moan.