Immortal Voices Chapter 700: Bloodline

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The Qingluan chariot quickly headed towards the Rong Dynasty, somewhere in the secret realm outside the Central Thousand Realms.

The burly, sturdy man smashed the stars from the void with his shirtless fist. The fragments of the stars were scattered everywhere, and each fragment set off the stormy waves, like a fire in July. Horror is like the end of the world.

However, these fragments hit the man without any damage to the corners of his clothes.

Suddenly, the man cast his gaze expressionlessly to somewhere in the layers of space.

Someone killed the shopkeeper on his face.

No matter who it is, the one who killed him can't live.

The obscure power of his body is capturing the cause and effect in the dark and going somewhere.

Just as the man was about to catch the murderer, a huge white jade palm came to cover the sky.

The man stared stiffly at that palm. The palm was slender and white, without a trace of lines on it, as if it were made of white jade.

But the terrifying power in the palm of his hand made the man afraid to blink his eyes. At this moment, the man felt that the time was extraordinarily long, as if several cycles had passed.

After the huge palm passed in front of his eyes, the man realized that he was soaked in cold sweat.

He pinched his fingers, only to realize that it was just a moment of time.

He pressed his heart palpitations in his heart, and he didn't dare to think about it again. Every time he thought about it, he felt a great horror.

He stabilized his mind and threw his gaze into the void again.

After a moment, he looked horrified.

He found that he could still faintly catch the trace of the person who killed his shopkeeper just now, but now there is nothing left, as if the palm of his hand erased all traces of that person in the world.

The man's expression became dignified. Who could make the strong man take the action regardless of the rules?

He is even more curious about the person's identity.

At this moment, Rong Xian, who was sitting in the car, touched her neck, how did she feel a little bit chilly.

She darkened, and said to Rong Hao with a bitter bitterness, "My son, I suddenly felt a ill will. You said that there are people like me who can help the world and people want to be frantic. Start."

She pulled up her sleeves and wiped the non-existent tears pretendingly, and said helplessly and sadly: "This world is getting worse and worse, and people's hearts are not ancient, which makes me deeply saddened."

Rong Hao made a wooden face, his sing-and-playing posture was familiar, and he confirmed that his eyes were correct, that his concubine in the small world was right.

Although Rong Xian didn't care and didn't act right, he became cautious in his heart.

There are many people who want to kill her, whether it is for profit or other reasons, but this seemingly weak malice has given her the illusion of being planted.

The corners of her mouth bend, and her smile is very beautiful, but there is no half smile in her eyes.

No matter who it is, since she wants to kill her, she must find that person, and act first when that person comes to her.

Rong Xian closed his eyes directly, and parted a part of his mind to heal. The rest of the consciousness was all immersed in finding the enemy.

Until the chariot fell outside the palace, Rong Xian didn't have a clue.

She found that she had too many enemies, and everyone wanted to kill her.

Rong Xian still feels a little compelling about her popularity.

Count it all, it seems that someone who can give her this feeling has never seen her presence or heard of it.

"Oh—" Rong Xian stretched out his tone meaningfully, as if he knew something.

She took Rong Hao's hand and walked out, her eyes flowed around, as if she had contained the thousands of graces in the world.

"See Your Majesty, Your Majesty has longevity." The Minister of Civil and Military Affairs stood on both sides with his hands, his eyes seemingly vague but blatantly staring at the little boy next to his Majesty.

The faintly neglected Rong Xian touched her face, and once again expressed her feelings about her poor popularity, and even her minister did not wait to see her.

Obviously, he came back after thousands of hardships and obstacles, but the eyes of these people fell on Rong Hao.

Rong Hao, who saw what she was thinking, turned black, and rolled his eyes uncontrollably.

Even if Rong Hao despised, Rong Xian turned a blind eye. She smiled and said, "No gift."

She gently pushed Rong Hao forward, her voice softly said: "This is the grand prince of the Rong Dynasty, Rong Hao."

The voice fell, and everyone shouted loudly: "Please see His Royal Highness the Prince, Your Highness Wanfu Jinan."

Rong Hao stood beside Rong Xian without the slightest moment of stage fright, his gaze was calm and calm: "Free ceremony and flat body."

Everyone straightened up and watched the grand prince faintly revealing the noble demeanor, and they secretly admired.

Then they looked at it, and they felt that something was wrong.

Fuck, the grand prince seems to have the blood of the Yu Guo family? !

The blood of Yu Guogong! !

Who ruined your Majesty in the end! ! !

Everyone couldn't help but explode in their hearts and looked at Yu Guogong and Yu Su in unison.

Yu Guogong and Yu Su were dumbfounded and at the same time full of disbelief. They knew this bloodline most clearly.

Because of knowing that they can't believe it, the prince-really has their blood.

As if thinking of something, Yu Guogong and Yu Su's eyes widened suddenly, and they faintly thought of something.

This child, is it not Yu Xiu and your majesty?

Rong Hao also noticed the blood ties between the three of them. He frowned slightly, feeling cordial and repulsive at the same time.

He turned his head to look at Rong Xian, with a very firm expression, asking Rong Xian to give him an answer.

Rong Xian raised his hand to silence his head, sighed lightly, frowning, with a shallow sadness: "Your father has gone, he abandoned us, mother and son a month ago."

Yu Guogong and his son are already stuck in place, the meaning of your majesty's words is too obvious, it is really the kind of Yu Xiu! !

The eldest prince, who is so beloved today, has the blood of their Yu family. I don't know whether it is a psychological effect. They can sense the luck that this force brings to them.

Rong Hao didn't believe what Rong Xian said. He looked at Rong Xian stubbornly and made it clear that he would never give up unless he gave an explanation.

Rong Xian's hand paused and put it back.

She was silent for a moment, then when everyone quietly pricked up their ears, she slowly said: "Your father has great love in his heart. For the sake of the world and the common people, feed with the body-the way of heaven."

The ministers choked in their throats, almost choking themselves to death.

——Can you speak without panting?

But they still feel that something is wrong, what your Majesty said sounds weird.

But they couldn't tell what was wrong.

Rong Hao, who has been impacted by the knowledge of various small worlds, instantly understood the meaning of these words, and he whispered with a dark face: "Your etiquette, mother emperor."

Even if you don't want to listen, all the ministers are powerful and powerful, and you can clearly hear the voice of the prince even after ten miles away.

They straightened up immediately, watching their noses and noses one by one, pretending that they didn't hear the grand prince teaching His Majesty.

Leading Prime Minister Ye and Hua Kun admired the prince, at the same time, they were secretly shocked by his majesty's love for the prince.