Immortal Voices Chapter 647: Distressed

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Rong Xian looked down at Qu Lang, who was kneeling in front of him respectfully, without any sharp words: "Return to Tucheng and give it to Yan'er. You can help him."

This is like saying that he wants to leave his throne to Feng Yan.

Her eyes were faintly oppressive, expressing with practical actions that she would never accept answers other than compromise.

Qu Lang didn't even think about rebutting the Lord, he didn't have the guts at all.

Furthermore, this Gui Tucheng belongs to the Lord, and her old man can be the master whatever she wants.

Qu Lang bowed his head and said: "Subordinates take the orders."

He just stood up neatly and turned towards the poor boy who was worthless before. At this moment, Feng Yan, who turned into the second young master of his own family, bowed and smiled kindly like an ordinary wealthy businessman. The majesty of the master of the magic door: "Second young master, subordinate Qu Lang, if you have any instructions in the future, just direct your subordinates."

It's sad to say that anyone can climb on top of his head if he comes by himself.

But Qu Lang is most aware of current affairs. He knew who gave his glory, and he also knew what would end if he provokes the big demon, so the fear in his heart disappeared in an instant before it gathered.

The young master should be the young master. There was no young master before, didn't he ascend early?

The young master nowadays doesn't want to stay for long.

Qu Lang's gaze was extremely sincere, without Ding'er's reluctance at all.

It makes Feng Yan a little embarrassed. The people in the game deserve to be trained by the master, and they are very open-minded.

Thinking about it this way, his prejudice against Moxiu disappeared completely, and he thought these people were still pretty cute.

But—"Is there a young master before me?"

Qu Lang bowed his head and did not speak, Qu Qianqian smiled reluctantly and did not say a word, Qing Er and Yun Youfeng both had blank faces.

Feng Yan had no choice but to look at Rong Xian, and bit the bullet and asked: "Master, do I still have a brother?"

Rong Xian curled the corner of her mouth and said in a gentle voice: "You have a senior, but he is not in this world now."

Think of Rong Yu, and Rong Xian's eyes are covered with warmth: "You will see him."

Feng Yan stiffened his face and said dryly: "Master, please be sorry."

As for the sentence behind his master that made his back chill, he pretended that he didn't hear it.

Rong Xian gave an expression, looked at the appearance of the fish lips of the apprentice, and sighed in his heart.

Forget it, it's my own choice, no matter what, I have to keep him out of the bar.

She said quietly: "Sorrow? By the way, your brother is in the middle of the thousand realms."

Feng Yan was still indulging in how to comfort a #空窝少年# who had lost his disciple. After hearing Rong Xian's words, he was dumbfounded for a while.

Then, with a sullen face, he recalled the four words #节援顺变#, as if thinking of something, he was agitated and looked to Qu Lang sideways.

"Qu Sect Master, brother in the Central Thousand Realms?" he asked incredulously.

Qu Lang gleefully said: "Young Master has already ascended."

Feng Yan's face twitched, and he stiffened his body and looked sideways to Rong Xian: "Are you also in the Central Thousand Realms?"

Rong Xian raised an eyebrow and asked, "Where can I be if I'm not in the Central Thousand Realms?"

She looked extremely calm, as if she didn't even know that in Feng Yan and Yun Youfeng's cognition, she was already a dead person.

But does Rong Xian really not know?

How could this be possible? Rong Xian was inducing them from the very beginning.

She didn't lie, but she didn't explain either, just letting a few people speculate.

"You don't think that being a teacher is a lonely ghost, do you?" Rong Xian raised his brows high, and his tone was meaningful.

Feng Yan's eyes flew wildly with a guilty conscience, but he didn't dare to see Rong Xian.

Yun Youfeng's sad mood got stuck, and then he said: "Since you are so good, why don't you save Sanniang?"

After the words were spoken, he realized that he was complaining, dissatisfied that Rong Xian was alive, and his beloved girl was gone.

But he changed his mind to think that Rong Xian's character is more or less understandable to her.

Just relying on her ability to help patients without desire and demand, she knew that she would not watch Sanniang die.

So in the past that he didn't know, what terrible thing happened to Sister Rong's family, which caused his beloved girl to sleep in the dark forever, and let his best friend leave the world decisively without news.

As long as you think about it this way, Yunyoufeng's heart aches terribly.

Seeing Yun Youfeng use his brain to make up for the torture of himself, Rong Xian twitched the corner of her mouth, not wanting to look at the expression of distraught and a little bit spicy eyes.

She said slowly: "Amei has her own choice."

She just chose to let go.

And now, she still doesn't regret her laissez-faire.

If one day, she also chooses to die, then she must be in the same mood as Amei.

She turned her head and looked at Feng Yan who was listening to gossip, Shi Shiran asked: "What is Yan'er thinking?"

Feng Yan said, "I'm surprised that Master is still alive."

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously looked at Master, and directly confronted the smiley eyes with only one thought in his mind: to suffer.

Sure enough, the next moment, the arc of Rong Xian's mouth flattened, her expression sank suddenly, and she said with a distressed expression: "Yan'er unexpectedly"

Shen Xi's eyes rarely showed a trace of anger. After so many years, no one has ever dared to calculate him so blatantly. What's more, the karma for killing the demon lord is not something he can afford at all, and the people who calculate him have a shameful heart.

"I owe you. Before you die, I can promise you a condition." Shen Xi said solemnly.

Regardless of the consequences of the added karma, Shen Xi can only try to make up for it now.

Rong Xian lowered his eyes, and after making a vague action that no one knew, he raised his head to look at Shen Xi, his eyes still cold.

She has always been this cold and glamorous look, and it seems that even death can't make her change color. This made Shen Xi faintly regretful. It is a pity and sadness that such a character was calculated to die because of his incomprehensibility.

Rong Xian ignored Shen Xi's thoughts. She looked at the subordinates who lived and died for herself on the ground, her emotions did not fluctuate, and she refused: "No need."

Since Shen Xi is willing to owe her, he will owe it all the time. Such a good opportunity need not be used in vain. She believes that this promise will come in handy one day.

When Condensing Moon arrived in front of Rong Xian, Rong Xian's hands quickly imprinted on her chest, instantly sealing the thousand-year cultivation base, condensed into a bead and hid it, under Shen Xi's surprised gaze, she slammed With a blew, there was no whole body.

Rong Xian knows that her body has been seriously injured and she can't live anymore, so she might as well use self-destruction as a blindfold to get a chance for herself.

No matter what Ning Yue thinks, she can't let this traitor succeed. More importantly, she wanted to try if she could escape her duty of suppressing the devil prison by death.

The condensing moon that just walked in was knocked out by a huge momentum, and all the internal organs were severely damaged