Immortal Voices Chapter 766: Funeral
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Without waiting for Rong Xian to speak, Xiao Yuan personally revealed the secret: "I heard that they are from the Yu family. Those people look really mighty, and they are monks. Those who can overwhelm the mountains and fill the sea are really amazing. Up."
He looked enviously on his face and said: "If I am so good, you and your children won't have to suffer."
When Rong Xian heard him say this, a question mark slowly appeared on his head.
She doesn't seem to be very emotionally stable, and the complex emotions are just about to materialize.
Are you second on the list and admire a group of scumbags who have not even made it on the list?
Did you just lose your memory?
Looking like a lunatic.
Otherwise, I forgot even the cultivation base.
If Xiao Yuan is really stupid, Rong Xian will never let him stay.
She is quite reluctant to take care of an older fool.
"You don't need to be envious." Rong Xian said calmly, "You are a monk."
Xiao Yuan: Pupils earthquake.
He never thought he could be so good.
He asked enthusiastically: "Then I will fly into the sky and hide?"
Rong Xian slowly showed an expression of mental retardation.
Xiao Yuan wiped his face: Okay, needless to say.
He stopped talking, but Rong Xian was curious about starting Yu's family.
"I heard that the people of the Yu family are extremely compassionate. They take in many homeless people. There are also many monks practicing medicine and saving the world. They are still killing demons and evil ways all year round like ascetics, and there are secrets. The disciples of the Pavilion also have a very close relationship with the Yu Family." Rong Xian said calmly.
In general, the Yu Family is a person protected by the merits of heaven.
The majority of the people in their family are of the Father and Mother level.
Although there are scums, they are very rare.
It can be said to be a strange flower in the family.
Rong Xian dislikes this family quite a bit.
Probably her stubborn teeth will be rewarded with others' big belly to tolerate each other.
Xiao Yuan walked to the cradle and bent over to touch the baby's sleeping face, and sneered, "Since he is so kind, it is really difficult to help Zhao Guo participate in the battle of the immortal kingdom." Vice."
Rong Xian suddenly heard the news, and the dark aura behind him could scare people to death.
Under the fear of Xiao Yuan, a faint smile slowly conjured up at the corner of her mouth, with a warm smile in her voice, and said: "It turns out to be like this, the Yu family is quite thoughtful."
Seeing that her expression remained the same, Xiao Yuan was relieved and smiled stupidly, only when he felt wrong just now.
But I didn't find the indifference and coldness hidden under the gentleness in Rong Xian's tone.
Rong Chao, Gan Jing.
After the special envoy sent by Ye Wenchun returned from Shanhai Daochang, the three elders of Shanhai Daochang led his disciples to the Red Sea Bai Taiwei's army to support.
The joining of Ziyun Daochang and Shanhai Daochang is like a weather vane. For a time, many large and small forces in the northern border regions chose to participate in the war, either Zhao, Jiang or Rongguo.
There are relatively few forces that come to Rongguo to help. Because of Emperor Xu's existence that pulls hatred on his family all day, the Allied forces can almost guard it with one hand.
There are still some forces offended by Rong Xian who did not participate in the army of Zhao and Jiang. It was all because of the face of the sword emperor.
Rong Xian still feels regretful about this. She still wants to use this war to clean up the major forces in the northern borders and continents.
Even if it can't be destroyed, they have to hurt their muscles and bones.
It's a pity.
The Taoist masters of Shanhai Daochang are very good at being humans. They handed a rare artifact named Xuanming to the special envoy Rongguo and told them that it was a gift for their delay in going to the Red Sea.
When the special envoy brought this artifact back to China, Rong Hao directly threw it in his private library without even looking at it.
It has been five years since the Three Kingdoms fought, and the Red Sea can be called a sea of blood.
The roaring wind is mingled with a strong smell of blood. Although the high raised military flag is sheltered by the soul of the army, it has already lost a lot of color. The surrounding area is mottled with blood, which looks particularly depressed.
Even the menacing Jiang and Zhao Erguo are quite a lot.
None of them thought that Rong Guo would be so difficult to chew, he couldn't kill him no matter how he hits him, his background was simply amazing.
Know that they have begun to complain in China and are struggling to make ends meet.
But Rong Guo was not as relaxed as they thought. With your majesty's long absence, the country that had a good atmosphere slowly became dull.
The dark cloud over the head lasts for a long time, and people worry that the monarch’s mind will be stronger than the day.
They have lost the Sword Emperor and cannot lose the Sword Emperor again.
And Rong Guo couldn't stand the change of two emperors in a short time.
The war goes on all day, and everyone's hearts are hanging.
The people are looking at the direction of the battlefield day by day, always looking forward to the end of the war and their loved ones returning home safely.
Except for regular conscription at regular intervals, the most they see is the funeral of the mourning soldiers.
They are veterans who have retired from the battlefield due to their disabilities. Because they can no longer continue to serve the country, they were ordered by Rong Hao to form an army to transport the relics of the soldiers who died on the battlefield and the rewards and compensations given by the court to the soldiers. No more worries, you can rest assured of the orphans and mothers at home.
Five years in the past, every time the city gate was opened, whether it was a guard or a street vendor, a high-ranking official, a wealthy businessman or a poor child, even a monk with a high level of cultivation, facing such a group of mourning soldiers, they all stopped silently. Stepping forward, he slightly bent over and watched them leave.
This is the most sincere admiration and admiration given to the heroic soldiers on the battlefield who have forgotten their lives to defend their homeland, as well as the grief that can hardly be restrained.
This gesture of mourning caused tears to the saddened people in the crowd.
I don't know when the strong wind blew, and the thin rain dampened the hair.
Everyone is used to it.
Whenever mourning soldiers appear, the weather is always as depressing and heavy as a person's mood.
The funeral procession is separated, and everyone holding a pile of things silently heads to a certain family in a certain direction.
When they come out, they can hear the painful cry of the house.
Everyone knows that when the mourners leave, white sails will float in the city, and people in white mourning clothes will become the main theme of the city.
East Palace.
Rong Hao stood at the door of the main hall, looking calmly at the void.
It seems to look through the high walls to the people who are desperate for life.
It didn’t take long for him to watch. It was only a moment’s effort that he lowered his eyes, covering the emotions leaking out of his eyes, making the long-term authority, strategizing, and pointing the country’s frontman scattered for the most part, leaving only Childishness at all costs.
He is a young man, but he has learned how to be happy and angry.
This is what he learned over the years in the Eastern Jin Dynasty.
It's completely different from the mother emperor.
The mother emperor laughed and scolded, but she was even more unpredictable.
Because she might let your whole family die with a smile, or she might just let your Nine Clan die in anger.
Thinking of the mother emperor, Rong Hao converged in an inadvertent gentleness.
The consumption of war materials has made the national treasury unable to make ends meet, and officials have already played for reconciliation.