Immortal Voices Chapter 617: Ghost

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Rong Xian, who had left Rong Guo, floated in mid-air. She looked down at the land under her feet and the vast and surging mountains, and she couldn't help sighing slightly.

Does she really want to leave her body to the Wu Zun?

I always feel regretted just leaving.

But Mr. Rong never felt that he was a backer.

Her figure flutters gently, like a cloud of green smoke, hazy and reserved, but she stops suddenly when she is about to return.

"...Did you just die?" A hesitant voice suddenly came.

Rong Xian supported her forehead and turned her head slightly. He saw a scholar wearing a green robe standing behind a tree not far away holding a lotus flower.

"Can you see me?" Rong Xian said slowly.

The Confucian student weakly said: "I can see it, but I can't see it clearly."

I can only see that it is a young girl who is very well-dressed and has noble and elegant manners, just what her face looks like.

"Yan Rui." Rong Xian called out slowly.

Yan Rui subconsciously responded: "Yeah."

Immediately he reacted violently and was shocked: "How do you know my name, do we know?"

"Well--" Rong Xian casually uttered a meaningful single syllable.

Her memory is not that bad, and of course she recognizes who Yan Rui is.

After all, what Yan Rui is holding is her lotus.

It seems that Yan Rui has made this lotus flower his magic weapon.

"What we have seen, my husband's knowledge is very admirable." She smiled purely and fell from the void. Her voice was clear and full of youthful vigor, which easily made Yan Rui feel soft.

After all, monks look at seniority based on cultivation level, not age.

But when you really meet a ‘child’ who is innocent, immature and young, it’s hard not to soften up.

Yan Rui's gaze fell on her erratic soul, and the palm of her hand gently brushed the lotus, and a soft light suddenly burst out from the lotus.

This ray of light rushed straight to Rong Xian and merged with her.

What's surprising is that after this light entered the body, Rong Xian's soul body actually condensed a lot.

Yan Rui smiled comfortedly when he saw this scene.

Although he still couldn't see the girl's face clearly, it gradually became clear anyway.

As long as he helps the girl gather her soul body once a day, after a month, he will be able to clearly see what the girl looks like.

Yan Rui thought of this, and asked seriously: "I don't know how the girl is called. How did she die?"

The soul body is very dangerous to run around in this outside world full of monks. If you don't pay attention, it will be caught by the evil cultivator and refined into a tool spirit.

What's more, although the girl's soul is weak, she is clean without a trace of cause and effect. For some cultivators or evil cultivators, this is a good material.

Yan Rui couldn't help worrying when she thought that the girl was stupidly ignorant but was running rampant outside.

Rong Xian stretched out her hand to smooth the folds on her sleeves, her long black hair draped behind her, her clothes were luxurious and her face was naive: "You can call me Veratrum, I don't remember how I died."

She speaks in a relaxed and cheerful tone, as if she is completely unaware of the meaning of death to her.

Yan Rui's expression became tangled. He considered the words and asked: "Then what do you remember? If there is no regret, how can you stay in the world?"

Rong Xian's tone was inexplicable: "Why can't I stay in the world without regret? If I don't stay in the world, I have nowhere to go."

After a pause, she said in the tone of an ancient noble chant: "I came from Huangquan Hades and went to the 33rd heaven. Now I am passing the world."

Yan Rui and Yan Rui choked, then said: "I almost believed what you said."

Rong Xian nodded and said harmlessly: "Just believe it, after all, I never lie."

Yan Rui: "..."

For some reason, he felt that Veratrum's words were serious nonsense.

He coughed lightly, and was busy accusing the saint of sin in his heart.

It's not a gentleman to criticize her in my heart.

He slowed down and asked nonchalantly: "Where is the Veratrum girl going?"

Rong Xian pondered: "This is probably the most complicated question I have ever heard."

Yan Rui is speechless, asking where is it complicated?

Seems to know what he is thinking, Rong Xian Shi Shiran said: "I don't want to tell you where I want to go, but you also know that I am a person who never lied. Based on this premise, you ask me not so much. The question that is willing to answer is really embarrassing."

The ending of her tone of voice is slightly irritable and troubled, and it seems that Yan Rui is really embarrassed.

Yan Rui felt that his gentleness could not be kept, he resisted not showing a hideous face: "Is it difficult for you to tell me the three words "I don't want to say"?" Why is it so long-winded.

Rong Xian was a little bit distracted: "Oh."

Yan Rui was choked again. He thought for a while. He felt that it was too naive to be stunned with a little girl, and he still couldn’t let the little girl be alone: ​​"It’s fine for Veratrum not to tell me where I’m going, but still Please allow me to accompany you. After all, it is dangerous for you to be a girl alone."

The corners of Rong Xian’s mouth curled up, her eyes were radiant, and she was proud of her expression: "Although this is the second time you and I have met, you have been sincere and loyal to me every time. Reluctantly agree that you will follow along as a follower."

She is standing long, and Yan Rui's face is twitched by her noble virtue.

This is how the girl’s family taught her to use words?

Too much disregard of the context and occasion, making him embarrassed, but at the same time, a deep sense of dumbfounding was born in his heart.

Finally, just a little girl.

"Thank you, Girl Veratrum." Yan Rui echoed connivingly.

Rong Xian sighed three-pointedly and seven-pointedly: "I know that I am a peerless person, no one can refuse it."

Yan Rui gave a light cough, pretending not to hear her shameless boast.

Because of Yan Rui's cooperation, they are still on the road together.

Ah no, we are on the road together.

The direction is West Antarctica, which is said to have Xiaolingshan in the extreme west.

Yan Rui was puzzled: "Where is the girl doing?"

Rong Xian said very solemnly: "I have an enemy, and I must ask the holy monk of Xiaolingshan to come out."

Yan Rui was silent for a moment, and said: "It's not that I poured cold water. The distance between the West Antarctic Continent and the Northern Territory Continent, when we arrive, it will be three years later."

Rong Xian's erratic movements stagnated, and she showed a dazed look at first, since she was shocked and said: "So far?!"

Yan Rui has no choice but to help his forehead. Since keeping up with this girl, his most emotional feeling is weak.

"How could it not be far away, that would be a cross-continent." Yan Rui said in a bad mood.

He thought for a while, and added: "If you can reach the realm of the Promise Sword Sect Sect Master or the former Sword Emperor, then you will have the ability to tear apart space and reach another continent in a short time."