Immortal Voices Chapter 637: Compromise

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Rong Xian knows that if his son knows his other identities, it is easy to make his son crooked.

It would be really uncomfortable if the crookedness became the virtue of the great prince, either thinking about rebellion or thinking about mother-killing.

Rong Xian glanced at Rong Yang, who used her incarnation as a milk doll, and raised her eyebrows.

Immediately, she focused her attention on the huge palm that was pressed down toward this side of her head.

Rong Xian faintly raised his hand and pointed at the giant palm abruptly, her low voice was somewhat indifferent and cold: "Go, that's your food."

The voice fell, and the coquettish Jin Long hovering quietly beside Rong Xian raised his voice to the sky with excitement.

"Ang~" The golden dragon rushed up into the void, his figure stretched quickly.

But in an instant, it became a thousand feet.

The golden dragon hovered in the dark world covered by giant palms, and there was no fierceness in the dragon's eyes.

It was naughty like a child, and it stretched out its paws to tentatively rubbed the shady on the top of its head.

A scream was faintly heard in the ear, and the dark scene trembled.

Golden Dragon's huge dragon eyes lit up, as if they had discovered something interesting, they opened their paws and scratched them.

The two unruly people were handed over to Nemesis, and Rong Xian rushed into the battle with a sword.

The soldiers behind him are full of enthusiasm.

They yelled ‘Hurrah’ and pounced on the enemy, not afraid of life or death.

Rong Xian used the sword as a knife, and she chopped over a group of people with a single sword. She looked at the screaming soldiers behind her.

"Can you shut up, I'm not dead yet, don't kill anyone and call this name for me, as if to avenge me, to pay tribute to my spirit in the sky." Rong Xian said angrily.

Everyone: "..."

Rong Xian didn't bother to look at their expressions. Sword energy gathered around her and turned into a torrent to wash away the stone that hit her.

In the sight of everyone looking up, Rong Xian glanced down at everyone, Shi Shiran said: "Next time, call Emperor Zhao, if anyone dares to call me, I will take whoever to the palace to be the chief eunuch. "

The soldiers' faces changed with a brush, and they clamped their legs again and again, only to feel the chill of the thighs.

When they went to see your Majesty again, they only felt a little painful.

At this moment, Rong Xian turned to look at Anping, who was holding the silver mace, and rushed towards her. Cheng Qi held a sword and attacked her from the side.

Is this really going to make a sword without eyes and leave her on the battlefield?

Generally, this kind of generals has their own luck for blessing, and they can't kill or kill them until their luck is exhausted.

But now...

Rong Xian's eyes were shining, and she moved towards the two of them.

She has someone who is in the wrong, she can do it in heaven!

Rong Xian likes this kind of unbridled life.

The moment she stepped out, her figure transformed into a row, directly in front of Anping.

When her first afterimage disappeared, her hand was already on Anping's neck.

"General!", "General!"

The people in Zhao State are all rat-inhibited and dare not move at all.

Anping looks like a middle-aged man in his forties, but his temples are white and he seems to be weather-beaten.

Those deep gazes are persevering and uncompromising.

This is someone who will not surrender easily.

"Di Xu, let me go!" A young and immature child shouted toward Rong Xian with red eyes.

Yes, it's a child.

Although the apparent grade of this young man is older than Rong Xian, in Rong Xian's eyes, that is a child.

I don't understand world affairs, spoiled, simple thinking.

She glanced at the young man sideways. There was no meaning in the eyes, and the empty space made the young man stunned.

Rong Xian glanced at An Ping, patted his arm slowly, and opened his mouth.

"If you don't surrender, you will die."

Rong Xian:! !

Don't get me wrong, this is not what Rong Xian said.

Rong Xian glanced at Rong Hua in Cheng Qi's arms, then looked at whether to cry or not. Rong Yang, full of chagrin and self-blame, sighed.

Her voice is soft and judo: "General Cheng may not know my temper. I am the most unthreatening one."

After all, under the horrified eyes of everyone, a slight force was applied to the hand.

With a sound of ‘crack,’ this veteran general who has been in the forefront of his life just died on the battlefield like this.

When General Anping died, the sky fortune suddenly changed, and Bei Zhao's golden dragon was also bitten by Rong Guo's golden dragon of luck.

Two giant dragons were fighting in the void, and the Northern Zhao Kingdom had a sense of the death of his protective body. With a long roar, the scales fell and turned into a rain of blood and sprinkled on the land of Bei Zhao.

One by one, Bei Zhao's people looked at the blood rain blankly, crying bitterly.

Their guardian, no more!

In the palace, Emperor Zhao, who was lingering on the couch, spewed blood out, and he fainted again.

Let’s not mention the chaotic Bei Zhao, the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms is not too much.

"The so-called #将军百战死#. For General An, the battlefield is probably his best home." Rong Xian looked down at Anping's corpse and said with a sorrowful expression.

The stunned young man came back to his senses and shouted loudly: "Rong Ya, you kill my handsome father, you must not die, you must not die!"

Because of his grief and anger, his voice is a little broken.

"Presumptuous!" scolded without hesitation.

To curse your Majesty unexpectedly, his sins are to be blamed.

He directly took the Vanguard's bow next to him, and drew it until it was completed and shot towards the youth.

The veteran beside the young man saw that he was blocking the young man without thinking.

‘Puff! ’

The sound of the sharp blade entering the body is strangely clear in this noisy environment.

The youth held on to the veteran’s body and cried: "Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang..."

His voice is a bit hoarse, and his voice also has a sorrowful sadness.

"Major General, don't, don't be impulsive, live, don't let the Cheng family have one line or one line. It's up to you to have the Cheng family..." When he said this, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked behind the young man.

"Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with you, Uncle Zhang?" The young man hugged the veteran tightly at a loss.

Suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder, and a clear voice came into his ears: "He, I was just too surprised to see me."

The young man turned his head stiffly, and directly faced Rong Xian's invisible but misty eyes.

He tightened his hand slowly, relaxed again, and even felt a little relieved: "Emperor Xu, the king or the loser, if you want to kill, you must kill, listen and respect."

Rong Xian said in amazement: "Isn't this a matter of course? Why should you emphasize it again."

The young man choked, his face sank, his red eyes staring at Rong Xian, and his hoarse voice said: "Di Xu, you killed my father, how dare you kill my father?!"

Rong Xian lowered her eyes slightly, looked at the youth blankly, frowned slightly, and said indifferently: "How fresh are these words, why don't I dare to kill someone."

On the battlefield, you live and die, no one can guarantee whether he can see the sun on the second day, but there is no stipulation on who can't die.

Furthermore, although this war was not directed by her personally, the battle for national movement should not be neglected.

The hero and my enemy, Rong Xian couldn't be more clear.

She wished that all the enemy generals would die.

Don't talk to her about being upright, everyone is a good at playing with yin, so don't tell her to laugh and be generous.

It’s upside-down, let’s see who is the worse one, and who is better!

"Emperor Xu really doesn't even care about his daughter's life or death?" Cheng Qi pinched Rong Hua's neck slightly.

Rong Xian's gaze rested on his arm, and a sword aura shot out from his eyes, directly piercing the center of Marshal An's eyebrows.

The youth suddenly widened his eyes, until his consciousness completely disappeared and there was only one thought in his mind.

Is Emperor Xu crazy? Even his daughter ignored it.

With a dull sound of ‘boom’, Marshal An fell to the ground.

The veteran in front of him was staring at the young marshal's corpse, and he was not breathing, and the look of the deadly eye was particularly permeating.

An Jia belongs to the family of the gods of the Zhao State Army. It has been handed down from generation to generation. It guards the State of Zhao like a pinned sea needle. Now it is in the hands of Rong Xian.

The Northern Zhao army saw the tragic death of the general and the major general, all with red eyes and shouted: "General, major general..."

Without the general, they are as if they had their spine broken, and even their backs were bent.

Cheng Qi shook his hand, and Ronghua, who was pinched by him, snorted. Not far away, Rong Yang's face turned pale, his hands and feet trembling with fright.

Emperor sister...

He clenched his small fist tightly and stared at Cheng Qi.

The inscriptions and others came to Rong Xian for the first time to protect her, their eyes were very compelling.

Rong Xian waved his hand, and the inscriptions and others took two steps back respectfully, but their attention was still on Rong Hua.

It is also the first time that Rong Xian feels that this incarnation of herself is really troublesome, but it is also a great trap to cheat others.

She stared at her and said, "Let go of my son."

Cheng Qi took a deep breath and said loudly: "Your Majesty Xu retires, and the minister will return the majesty intact."

Rong Xian chuckled softly: "General Cheng is a good deal."

She sank, and said in a calm tone: "But I don't think it's equal."

"I have always liked fair dealings. Since we can't agree, let's fight."

She lifted the embroidery with a wave, and said without ups and downs: "Kill."