Immortal Voices Chapter 643: I believe

lnmao.org, the fastest update of the latest chapters!

This thing has grown to where it is today in less than ten years. If he continues, I am afraid Xiao Qianjie will suffer.

The longer the time, the more troublesome.

It's not that I can't beat this thing anymore. It's easy for her to clean up this thing. The trouble is that the evil caused by this thing has to be counted on her.

Who made her the emperor of Rong Guo now? The extermination of these three families was also closely related to her.

Now that her sense of consciousness is awakened by Feng Yan, it is correct to save Feng Yan's life, and she can also check the gaps and make up for herself in advance.

It can be said that to a certain extent, Feng Yan's appearance coincided with the meeting, just coincidentally.

Rong Xian's gaze fell on Dirty, with an undisguised expression of disgust and disgust: "I don't bother to ask your name, let's go with me."

With a flick of her fingertips, the token floating in the air swayed slightly, transforming into a powerful and huge monster that shields the sky from the sun.

The beast's sharp gaze fell on the filth, opened its mouth and swallowed it in.

After swallowing the lump of things, Jumei turned his head to look at Rong Xian again, his eyes gentler.

It flicked its tail and turned into a token again.

After Bibi disappeared, everyone's eyes regained their brightness.

For these years, Feng Yan is no longer the little hunter on the hill.

He embarked on the path of cultivation by accident. He knows what the nemesis is spread in the magic cultivation, and also knows where the holy land in Xianxiu's heart is.

Now, when I see this sacred devil prison, I am completely stunned.

So, did he accidentally hug the thickest thigh?

It can only be said that with this ability to grasp the key points, he is worthy of becoming Rong Xian's apprentice.

Above the void, Rong Xian's figure slowly faded into a mist and dissipated.

Just after the mist completely dissipated, her figure reunited in front of Yun Youfeng and others.

Her figure is not as solid as it was at the beginning, and now it looks like a ghost.

Rong Xian ignored her current state. She touched her palm on the gold medal, and the word'Ling' was twisted and emerged from the token, floating in mid-air.

Rong Xian waved his sleeves, and the word ‘Ling’ rushed towards Feng Yan. Before Feng Yan could react, he was deeply impressed by his soul.

Feng Yan sensed it carefully, and didn't have any special feelings. He couldn't help but look at Rong Xian curiously.

Rong Xian bent his eyes and smiled and said: "This is the ban of the demon prison. I will give you the ban as a talisman. With its existence, the magic repair will not hurt you easily, and the immortal repair will also give face."

Feng Yan looked grateful and said: "Thank you, Master."

The title Master is no longer enough to show the strength and dignity of the person in front of him.

Anyone who can command the Jade Demon Prison is so simple. All demon cultivators must call it one: Lord.

Identity is naturally superior to everyone.

Feng Yan still feels a little trembling now, as if she is dreaming.

People who have been dead for many years appeared in front of him, became his master, and protected his safety.

He is faintly faint, and the sleeping powerful presence in the bronze hall must be right by the master.

"Xiao Xian, where is Jing Jing?" Wu I couldn't help asking after seeing the uninvited guest being eliminated.

Rong Xian did not perfuse him this time, and said sincerely: "You are a Buddha, you should know the world of bliss where the Buddha is, and Rong Jing is in the sea of ​​bliss."

Wu-wo's face changed drastically, and she was extremely pale: "Is Jingjing in the Paradise of Bliss?"

If Jingjing is really in the Paradise of Bliss, how can his rebellion go.

Once upon a time, Rong Jing incorporated her into the Buddhist scriptures little by little, and she burned incense and kowtowed her head every day.

Which one is more important between me and the Buddha, fell in the incense ashes with the rosary beads.

I can still recall that when the peach blossoms just finished blooming, the sound of wooden fish and the fragrance of magnolia went straight into his heart, and his beloved girl would never wait for his response.

He opened and closed the mantra for her, ruined the golden body of Liuli, broke the precepts of emptiness, and betrayed the Buddha, but she had no chance to see it.

Later, memories became obsessions, obsessed with obsession, and forgetting worries was hard to erase.

After finally getting news of his girl, how can he let it go.

The western sky is thousands of miles away, and he is still a betrayer.

Can the Buddha forgive him?

Will the Buddha accept him?

Is he too late to confess now?

Wu-I's eyes were scattered, and a mouthful of blood came out.

Did he regret it?

No, he doesn't regret it, because he still only has his girl in his heart.

Seeing this, Rong Xian raised his hand lightly, touching the center of Wumei's brow with his fingertips.

A chill came to my heart and lungs, and I woke up.

He looked at Rong Xian blankly, finally showing a gentle and familiar smile.

It belonged to the smile of the holy monk Wu I of Hanxi Temple when he saw Rong Jing.

Left Guardian, completely disappeared.

It's not the obsession that disappeared, but he and the obsession are one, he has made up his mind to find his girl.

"No me." Rong Xian sighed.

The corners of the mouth are curved and the eyes are clear and pure, which is very similar to Rong Xian.

He said firmly in his tone: "I will find her back and bring her to you completely. Xiaoxian, can you trust me?"

Rong Xian's expression was a little reluctant, and her tone was categorical: "I believe it." It's your evil.

Rong Jing, no, that female Bodhisattva was corrupted by the Buddhist scriptures at first glance. It would be strange if she could come back.

More importantly, she has cut off her kinship with the female bodhisattva.

Even if the absence of me really brings people to her, they are just strangers.

Rong Xian sighed in his heart, but couldn't help but said, "That person is not Rong Jing, she is the Bodhisattva of the Paradise of Bliss."

Being able to become a Bodhisattva, even if she has sentiment in her heart, she has already seen through and enlightened her, and she has taken everything that has happened before.

Her soul has been transformed, with the mark of Buddha, even if she reincarnates, she will not be able to return.

Wuwu didn't get hit at all. He touched his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was stained with smoke and smoke, as if the flowing clouds above nine heavens fell on the mortal dust, stained with the smoke and dust of the world.

He said firmly: "She will come back, she will definitely come back."

Without me left, he went to find another way to approach his girl.

Although he said yes in front of Rong Xian, he also knew that the chance of his girl coming back was too small, too small.

But he can't give up, even if they can't continue the front line, but as long as they can see her, even if they become her guardian, become her fish in the pond, and become her sitting lotus platform...

As long as they can be with her, they will be together one day.

After watching Wumei leave, Rong Xian's eyes fell on the underground palace, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

I blamed her for her non-liar temperament, and in the end she didn't fool the selflessness.

The grave guard is gone, there should be a new grave guard.

Rong Xian's gaze fell on Feng Yan's body, and Feng Yan's back was cold, and she subconsciously took two steps back.