Immortal Voices Chapter 641: Apprentice

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Several people followed Wuwo towards the depths of the underground palace. As time passed, the three of them were not calm.

"This..." Feng Yan Zhang Zhang, but he didn't know what to call the non-self. In the end, he could only choose a not-so-obtrusive name, and said: "Master, this seems to be an underground cemetery."

Wu Wo chuckled, and as his expression changed, his eyebrows were stained with a trace of evil.

"This is the real return to Tucheng." Zuo Hu said lightly.

Feng Yan's eyes widened, and then he remembered the name Guitucheng, a faint flash in his eyes.

After half an hour, they finally stopped outside the main tomb.

Yun Youfeng took a deep breath, shook his dizzy head, and said with surprise: "This is the smell of Wangyou wine."

He always thought that only Sanniang would brew Wangyou in this world, but he didn't expect there to be Wangyou too.

He stared at Zuo Hufa with scorching eyes and asked: "Does the master recognize Lou Sanniang?"

Zuo Hufa said meaningfully: "I don't recognize it, but I don't recognize it."

He lowered his head and glanced at the somewhat dry Jiuquan, and said, "You can get the wine here, Feng Yan, you can go in."

Feng Yan nodded and didn't ask much, and walked directly across Jiuquan towards the main tomb.

He doesn't worry that the left guard will hurt him. With the strength of the left guard, it is easy to kill him and it won't be so troublesome.

Moreover, he believes that those who associate with Doctor Rong will not be the most evil ones.

We can only say that Feng Yan is still very sweet.

He walked into the tomb room, his eyes swept over the many coffins, and a voice told him in the dark, let him continue to walk inside.

He obeyed his instinct, stepped over the guardian pottery figure, and came to a high platform.

On the high platform, the bronze coffin was quietly placed there.

Seeing the bronze coffin, Feng Yan's spirit was shocked, and a strong call in his heart told him: That's it, that's it.

But he didn't dare to move. The pressure from the bronze coffin was too strong, as if this bronze pavilion was suppressing the entire underground world on its own.

However, guided by Feng Yan, there must be an incomparably powerful being sleeping there, powerful enough to make people tremble.

After a long silence, Feng Yan finally couldn't help but stepped forward, crossing the thunder pond and touching the bronze coffin.

The bronze coffin was almost unsearchable. In the middle of the thousand worlds, Rong Xian's eyes flashed on the edge of Nie Hai.

Someone moved her coffin.

Her eyes flashed, and her figure suddenly disappeared in front of the Buddha.

Buddha: "..." Can't you be a good person?

After the bronze coffin shook slightly, as if nothing had happened, Feng Yan calmed down with a look of horror.

He sighed for a long time, but his sigh of relief was obviously a little early.

"In fact, I really want to say that I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come here without harm." Qingyue's voice came with a smile, "but you are obviously embarrassed, so I can't say anything against my heart."

Feng Yan stiffened her neck and raised her head a little bit, staring into her eyes, and saw a woman in a white dress wrapped in various runes lazily leaning on the bronze coffin.

The pure and clear phoenix eyes are the same as many years ago, with a touch of gentleness and tolerance in the pure, as if they contained thousands of scenery.

Feng Yan's eyes widened and his mind went blank: "Rong Rong, Doctor Rong?"

Rong Xian brushed her nails, her tone pale as Baishuidao: "It seems that the danger you are facing is really great, otherwise you won't be frightened."

Feng Yan: "..." Don't open your eyes and talk nonsense, okay, who on earth was he frightened? Does anyone have any points in his heart?

Rong Xian obviously has no counts in her heart. She snorted and then brushed away Feng Yan's hand that was still resting on the bronze coffin.

But she couldn't help sighing in her heart, Feng Yanguo is really lucky, she didn't make a mistake when she was on the snow-capped mountain.

This luck brought this person to Guitu City, awakening the trace of consciousness she had left on the bronze coffin.

People from the Feng Family.

Rong Xian raised his head, his eyes seemed to pass through the obstructed space, capturing the wind and clouds of the outside world.

The people she valued were also robbed.

A coldness flashed in Rong Xian's eyes, but she was quickly cut off by the gentleness of the mirror.

Feng Yan didn't know what Rong Xian was thinking, but as soon as Rong Xian choked off, the strangeness before disappeared completely, leaving nothing but helplessness.

He weakly said: "Doctor Rong, you don't know... how come you are here?"

Rong Xian blinked, hesitated, and said frankly: "I standing in front of you, but a trace of residual consciousness. You moved the bronze coffin and awakened me."

Feng Yan's expression became heavy in an instant: "Your consciousness disappears, is it just..."

Rong Xian nodded seriously: "Yes, this thread of consciousness disappears, and this world will no longer have me."

I can only wait for the cultivation base to be high in the future, and the space is torn back.

Feng Yan would be wrong. He thought that after Rong Xian's consciousness dissipated, he would disappear completely, his eyes full of annoyance and regret.

He is so cheap. If he hadn't touched the bronze coffin, Doctor Rong would still be asleep, but at least he would still be ‘alive’ instead of disappearing completely.

"You won't shed tears because your hands are too cheap, right?" Rong Xian's uncertain voice came into his ears.

The wind on the tip of the nose stiffened with acid, and the mist in his eyes fluttered and disappeared in an instant.

He just felt that all the sadness in his heart had been washed away.

"Let's go." Rong Xian put his expression in his eyes, and said with a frivolous arc of mouth.

Feng Yan asked incomprehensibly: "Where to go?"

Rong Xian smiled purely and said: "As your reward for awakening me, I will solve the enemy for you, and you will worship me as a teacher."

Feng Yan quickly refused and said: "It's okay to approve the teacher, but the enemy won't bother Master, I will avenge myself."

His master now only has a trace of consciousness left. He is stupid to let the master take risks.

Master was just a doctor when he was alive. Could it be that he can become a great man after his death.

Feng Yan obviously forgot where the coercion in the Bronze Hall he had sensed before came from that was so powerful that it made him desperate.

In other words, he didn't think about Wangrong County at all.

Seeing this guy climbing up, calling her master without any reluctance, Rong Xian smiled and said: "Although the master's cultivation level is not high, it is not a problem to take care of people."

After all, without looking at Feng Yan's bitter melon face at all, he walked outside step by step.

Feng Yan anxiously scratched his head into a chicken coop. He wanted to reach out and bring Master back, shaking his head to see if there was water in it.

Don’t make fun of you, it’s okay for you to take care of people, but the mortals you take care of are gangsters and rascals, can they be the same as monks?

Can't you keep up with only a trace of inferior knowledge? ! Why do you have to make trouble!

Rong troubles: "..." This apprentice is not good, always trying to stop her and pretend.

Feng worrying: "..." This master is not good, and I can't even think about it.