Immortal Voices Chapter 329: Maximum
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When Mr. Wu said that his mouth was dry, he reacted and said, "I said little girl, don't you want to heal me? Don't forget my old man for your hobby."
Rong Xian set aside the place casually, and the careless gesture made the little doubts that had just arisen in Old Wu's heart dissipated again.
It's just a curious little girl, he thinks too much.
Fu Yuhuang's eyes flashed in the sky above Bei Zhao, and the map in her head kept overlapping with the topography of the ground. Her sword turned her head and headed directly towards the far north.
Rong Xian picked up the silver needle and stuck it on Wu Lao's back. In the same way, he used the silver needle to bring the remaining half drop of heavy water out of his body.
After listening to the story told by Mr. Wu, she probably could guess how the drop of heavy water in Mr. Wu's body came from.
It should be that after he passed out of a coma, this drop of heavy water flowed into the river along the channel, got into his body by chance, and was taken out.
Rong Xian couldn't help but admire: This is really a blessing and great fate, I have lived well after such a tossing.
"Ya'er." An air-conditioned voice suddenly rang from the bottom of my heart.
Rong Xian paused with the silver needle's hand, and continued to acupuncture Wu with his expression unchanged, healing his wounds that were still corroded by heavy water.
A part of her consciousness sank into the sea of consciousness. The emperor with a faint sword spirit lingering around her body was standing there, and the bead blocked his handsome face. His expression was full of the dullness of holding authority. Every word and deed is Wang Weihehe.
This is the emperor, not the sword emperor.
Rong Xian raised her eyes, and the sword intent flashed in her bottomless eyes. She didn't have the false tenderness in front of outsiders, and there was a bit more decisiveness between her eyebrows.
She called: "Your Majesty."
The emperor’s expression is introverted, but his eyes are still like two cold stars, shining brightly: "My time is coming."
Speaking of the news that he was about to fall, the emperor's tone was no different from the past, it was still alarmingly cold.
Rong Xian's expression hasn't changed at all. From the time the emperor found her for the first time, she knew that there would be such a day, but she didn't expect that this day would come so quickly, and she would be a little at a loss.
She looked at the emperor quietly, with a faint pity and regret in her eyes. It was a pity for the fall of such a man of grace.
"The succession of the new emperor requires peace of mind. I have chosen a family relationship for you." The emperor said indifferently in a statement tone.
His speech is not fast, and he seems to be waiting for the person in front of him to refute at any time.
But Rong Xian is not at all unhappy or resisting. She doesn't like anyone, so marrying anyone can be fine, but it's just a form.
"I grant you the right to retire from your relatives." Emperor Jinkouyu said that he treated the heir who was only on the verge of death especially in front of him.
Rong Xian paused, bends down deeply, and solemnly said: "No."
The emperor closed his eyes slightly, his consciousness withdrawn, and a small sword exuding extremely dangerous flew out of the emperor's consciousness and rushed into Rong Xian's mind.
Before Rong Xian had time to react, everything was over.
"This is my lifelong kendo, and it is passed to you now as a reward for your taking over the dynasty." The emperor's words softened a bit, and I always felt a little bit in my heart for pulling a little girl to carry the huge dynasty. Apologetic.
Rong Xian closed his eyes, the powerful spirit swept across in his consciousness, and opened his eyes after confirming that the small sword was the kendo inheritance.
"Thank you." Rong Xian said sincerely.
The emperor’s eyes are rippling with faint waves, ruthlessly clumped in indifference, but there is a hint of softness in the ruthlessness, and faintly with two regrets.
I can't see your dazzling brilliance, and you can't see your majesty over the world. Can't give comfort when you are alone and helpless, and can't help you when you are facing a crisis.
Sorry to let you take this responsibility.
"There are things you want to know in that inheritance. Regarding what happened to me back then, you can check it when you have enough cultivation." His figure gradually became transparent, and then completely disappeared in Rong Xian's consciousness.
After the emperor's figure slowly faded, the Rong Dynasty, Qianjing.
The emperor sitting high in the nine palaces opened his eyes slowly. At the same time, the Qianzhang Qiyun Jinlong lying in the air and clouds in the palace also opened the pair of dragon eyes.
All the Qi Luck Golden Dragons of the Rong Dynasty suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, their voices were full of wailing and roaring, as if they were struggling to death.
All the strong have a sense of feeling, one by one they cast their eyes on Rong Chao.
Emperor Rong, will collapse.
In the Zhao Dynasty, Emperor Yingping abruptly stood up from the emperor's seat, and the golden dragon's eyes flashed above the palace, and the previously slightly dull dragon's eye suddenly filled with the majesty and power of the superior.
The golden dragon is rolling in the clouds, as if happy.
Then the golden dragon screamed towards the east with a long ‘ang’, and his voice was as deafening as Hong Zhong: "Emperor Rong, your deadline has come."
Everyone in the Rong Dynasty heard these words, and the people put aside their work. They looked in the direction of the imperial capital with annoyance, hoping that your majesty could drive out the rumors.
Their majesty is in the prosperous spring and autumn, and will lead them to a more prosperous and powerful road, how can the deadline be approaching.
But they all have a bad premonition in their hearts. His Majesty has fought the Zhao Dynasty for so many years. It is a thing everyone knows that his Majesty has been deeply injured. His Majesty has been suffering for so many years.
Although they have been telling themselves that the injury of your majesty is no longer a serious problem, they know in their hearts that they are deceiving themselves.
Now, Emperor Ying Ping said that His Majesty is going to die. Is it rare to be true?
The White Master and the Three Thousand Forbidden Army who had just arrived in Qinghai County all knelt on the ground, staring at the direction of the emperor, their eyes full of grief.
The Golden Dragon of Qi Luck of the Imperial Capital turned his head to look at the Golden Dragon of Qi Luck on the opposite side. The voice belonged to the cold and majestic Sword Emperor: "Even if I have reached my limit, Rong Chao will not tolerate you."
"The ministers are waiting to be killed in battle." The condensed qi fortune incarnations of all the ministers knelt beside the emperor, and their voice was decisive.
They looked in the direction of the Zhao Dynasty, and their expressions were full of cruel and hostile expressions, like evil spirits coming out of hell, choosing people and devouring them.
"The minister is willing to fight to death." Master Bai said flatly.
But everyone can still feel the coldness from the vertebrae, the terrible blood evil spirit seems to haunt the blood and hatred of thousands of soldiers, which is daunting.
In the palace, the guardian Du Weiyue Tongshan led everyone to kneel down and shouted in unison: "The ministers are waiting for death and burial."
Outside the imperial city, no matter the monks or the people, they all walked out of the house and knelt in the middle of the road spontaneously. Even if they were still holding the child in their arms, they still shouted loudly: "I am waiting to die and be buried."
Citys, people...All the voices gathered together, shaking the sky and the earth instantly, like a peerless beast, exuding blood and cruelty, crazily and decisively holding the enemy to death.
The Tianzhu slowly collapsed, but this ferocious aura soaring to the sky actually protected the newly born Tianzhu slowly forming.
Emperor Ying Ping looked at Emperor Rong bitterly, and retired unwillingly. He couldn't kill all the people in Rong Guo.