Immortal Voices Chapter 731: Fu Lao

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As if seeing Yan Kui's **** mood, Rong Xian floated from the cloud chair to Yan Kui's side.

She stands with an upright back, and her purple robe is light and expensive.

Rong Xian's eyebrows are soft, and slowly stretches out her hand to roll up her sleeves.

Yan Kui's anger was transferred: "Your Majesty, what are you going to do?"

Rong Xian said sincerely: "I see that Mr. Yan seems to be very angry and angry, and I am ready to let Mr. Yan play two games, so that Mr. Yan will feel comfortable."

Yan Kui looked at her suspiciously: "Your Majesty is serious? This matter is committed. Your Majesty will not be held accountable afterwards?"

Rong Xian took a half step back, with a glorious posture, warmly and kindly said: "I am not such a person, Mr. Yan, don't worry."

Yan Kui seemed to be really relieved, he said to Kong Sheng with joy in his heart: "Confucius is on the top, it’s not to blame the disciple for this matter. His Majesty allowed the minister to beat her."

After chanting, he was eager to try and stretched his hand in the air.

A bright light overflowed, and a half volume of "The Analects" appeared.

Yan Kui pressed his hand on the "Analects" and was about to make a big move to relieve his qi when a fist caught his eye.

Then--

"Boom, boom, boom."

The sound of fists to the flesh is particularly sweet.

Half an hour later, Rong Xian frowned slightly and fluttered backward.

She took out a veil from her sleeve, wiped her hand with a serious look, and said with a serious voice: "Is Mr. Yan comfortable now?"

Yan Kui with a blue nose and swollen face: "..."

He got up from the ground and cried bitterly in his heart. I believe in your evil.

After being crushed and beaten, Yan Kui became more honest.

He rubbed his face with his hands, and the handsome face could be seen after the swelling was relieved.

"Your Majesty has worked hard." Yan Kui gritted his teeth.

Rong Xian bends the corners of her mouth, acting as good as a runner: "Fortunately, you can do other things by moving your muscles and bones."

After that, she wiped the last finger, stared sharply, and threw the kerchief out.

The veil ignited the moment it flew out, and for a moment, a stern and tragic howl sounded.

The voice made Yan Kui curl his lips, a little disdainful.

Just now, he was branded like that by Emperor Xu, but he didn't say a word. This is a real man.

When he looked up and saw the monk who was burned to ashes by the fire, Yan Kui: "..."

Yan Kui shivered, and gave Rong Xian a slightly unnatural smile.

Crazy Ait Kongsheng in his heart: "Confucius is on top, and the disciple thinks this majesty is our best choice. No matter how angry she is, she will not use karma to burn the disciple, how kind."

Resolved the person who was watching, punched someone out again, and Rong Xian sat back on the cloud chair refreshingly.

She asked the doubts she had always had: "The levels in this platform are too simple. Whoever sits on the throne is the winner. It's just a struggle between people. Didn't the heavens deliberately let me Human internal friction?"

Yan Kui shook his head and said: "I don't know the inside story, but the battle for the king is always the case. It is the king who survives. Who knows what Tiandao wants to do."

Rong Xian thought for a while, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said: "It seems that the heavens want the human race to put the struggle on the bright side. This kind of struggle can not only inspire the younger generation, but also reduce the human civil war. Got."

The Dao of Heaven is pretty good this time, and I haven't done anything about it.

Rong Xian silently admired Xiatiandao in his heart, and turned his attention to Yan Kui again.

After there were no enemies for a while, Rong Xian had the mood to chat with Yan Kui.

She asked with interest: "How old is Mr. Yan?"

Yan Kui covered his face with his hand, ashamed, said: "I am more than a thousand years old, compared with your majesty, he is indeed much older."

Speaking old with his handsome and young appearance is really making the old people whose faces look like old bark speechless.

Rong Xian nodded in understanding, and said straightforwardly: "When I was in Xiaoqianjie, I also heard people say that I was old for a long time, but those people were not convinced that they were old. The same is true for Mr. Yan when I want to come."

Yan Kui's mouth twitched, and there was no sound.

Rong Xian continued: "Mr. Yan is able to cultivate to this level at an age and still has a good sense of beauty. He is really high-spirited and unwilling to admit defeat. He can still be loyal to Rong Guo for thousands of years."

Yan Kui even jumped his eyelids this time.

The monks don’t count years in their practice. Thousands of years are nothing. Some people’s eyes are closed and one thousand years are gone.

He is just over a thousand years old now, and he is considered to be the pride of heaven at this level, and he is in his prime of life.

Xu Ye saw the dissatisfaction on Yan Kui's face, and Rong Xian said shamelessly: "I am not eighty now."

Yan Kui: "..."

Yan Kui just wanted to yell up to the sky for one day: Heaven is injustice.

Not...

He thought with a blank face, is Emperor Xu really looking for someone to chat?

I'm afraid I want to provoke others to kill her.

Can't you be a good person?

Just when Yan Kui's anger point was about to fill his tank, the eyes suddenly turned black, and the light was replaced by darkness.

Rong Xian looked up and saw that the sky above her head was hidden by something.

Rong Xian: Appeared, the magical shady scene.

This darkness is not like it is in the outside world, and it can't affect the monk's vision in the slightest.

Here, this darkness can't penetrate even the sense of God, and it really makes everyone blind.

Yan Kui said with a steady and solemn voice: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid, I will protect you..."

Before speaking, Yan Kui was walking in the wrong direction and was tripped by a stone.

Fortunately, my self-cultivation is good, so I didn't fall and lose face.

Rong Xian, who heard what was happening around him: "...Mr. Yan, is the stone okay?"

Yan Kui rolled her eyes: "It's okay."

"Well, I thought my husband would break the stone to make the road more spacious." Rong Xian seriously analyzed.

Yan Kui's eyes lit up, and he squeezed a secret silently, and all the stones in a radius of ten li broke to the ground.

He thought he was doing it quietly, but his Majesty Xu suddenly said: "Mr. Won't you really do what I said?"

Yan Kui's face can't hold back: "Does your majesty think that you can't pass safely without breaking the stone?"

After a while, Yan Kui wondered: "Why doesn't your majesty speak?"

Rong Xian responded with a good temper: "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Yan Kui angrily: "..."

Forget it, the truth hurts, it's better not to say it.

After Yan Kui walked to Rong Xian's side, Rong Xian unhurriedly took out a palm-sized Ye Mingzhu from the storage space.

The cold light of Ye Mingzhu shed, and you can clearly see how flat the ground is.

And Yan Quina's wonderful face.

Yan Kui questioned: "Why didn't your majesty take it out earlier?"

Don't deliberately want to make a fool of him, right?

Rong Xian said, "I thought that Mr. was born in Confucianism, he would have a way to deal with it, but I didn't expect..."

Although I didn't say the rest, the hidden meaning was quite clear.

A suspicious red floated across Yan Kui's face, who understood.