Immortal Voices Chapter 801: Guide (9)
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Buried Sword Villa, inside the pavilion in the back garden.
As soon as Rong Xian opened his eyes, he heard Bi Yao's voice sound: "Spring is just right, and I can't help but envy the sound of Sanskrit sound sleeping."
It’s like them, one by one, living in false feelings all day for the sake of life, false feelings to others, perfunctory to oneself, the heavy burden in my heart is beyond words, and I can’t even sleep peacefully.
Seeing that Sanskrit slept so well, Bi Yao couldn't help sighing, and as long as he was confused about all this silly things, he could feel relieved.
Rong Xian turned her head and saw Bi Yao swaying her fan and walking slowly. With a subtle expression, she reached out and touched the already cold tea on the table, and said sincerely and sincerely: "Don’t be envious, if you like to be here Sleep, I can let you."
After that, I was ready to get up and leave.
Bi Yao was stunned, and quickly stopped and said: "No, no, no, no need."
He doesn't like this pavilion very much, right?
Rong Xian glanced at him hesitantly, and asked again as if disbelieving: "Really not necessary?"
Bi Yao cuts the railroad: "I really don't need it."
Rong Xian breathed a sigh of relief and said to herself: "I thought I was going to send the craftsmen at home to build a pavilion in Biluo City. It's okay."
Bi Yao:...
Biyao always feels that after coming to this world, their Raiders are always incompatible with the target of the Raiders because their logic is too normal.
#Why is your painting style so sand sculpture#
Bi Yao, after choking silently for a while, forced himself to behave more naturally.
He came to sit down opposite Rong Xian, and said angrily: "Why is Sanskrit here alone?"
Rong Xian blinked, her expression a little puzzled: "Don't you already know it? I am here to enjoy spring and sleep."
Bi Yao: He just said casually.
I always feel perfunctory.
After chatting with the sky to death, Rong Xian thought for a while and remedied: "I heard that the leader of Qin has gone to teach."
Bi Yao suddenly became energetic, he knew about it.
"After the corpse of An Shengzi was returned to the Holy Fire Church, the leader Qin was furious, and he was already on the way to bury the sword villa with his left and right guardians." Bi Yao looked at Rong Xian's expression carefully, and seemed to know it well. Said.
Rong Xian's expression remained unchanged, or more relaxed and freehand.
The eldest lady who is not well versed in the world played vividly, and she smiled happily: "I heard that the leader of Qin is the same as my father, and now I have the opportunity to see the leader of Qin. I am very happy."
There is really no trouble for others to ask questions.
The reason is that Rong Xian knows that it is impossible for Qin Jiaozhu to find fault in Buried Sword Villa for a little saint son.
Let’s not say that he and Wendao are good friends and good friends, and that the holy son of the Holy Fire is a joke.
As long as Qin Ge is alive, Shengzi will be no different from ordinary congregations, and Shengzi has a lot of things like Shenghuo.
What's more, Wen Dao and Qin Ge are both top figures in the world, and they are among the best in martial arts. This time, the leader of Qin came here to find a chance to get in front of Wen Dao, and he was hearty while brushing his presence. Fight.
However, Bi Yao's expression, who didn't know the inside story, became complicated, and he cried out in his heart how the owner taught him and taught his daughter so silly and sweet.
At this time, Rong. Silly Baitian Xian smiled meaningfully at Bi Yao, and said slowly: "Young City Lord, do you say that Guru Qin knows that the black-clothed killer is An Shengzi's private power? "
Bi Yao's heart shuddered, and she was shocked.
They are tacitly aware of the killer. Although Silent An Rui died under his own hands, their relationship is not very good, so they won't investigate this matter in detail.
I didn't expect Wen Fanyin to know who is related to An Rui.
How did she know?
When did you know?
How much does she know?
Ma, I heard the Sanskrit sound hidden too deep.
Bi Yao was completely blank, as if after a baptism from the depths of the soul, without saying a word for a while.
"If you have to know," Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and said confidently, "I can see it, isn't it obvious?"
Bi Yao can't hold it anymore.
God he is obvious!
Bi Yao suppressed the manic mood, pretended to be calm, and tentatively asked: "What else does Miss Wen know?"
Listen, I don't even dare to call the friendly name of Sanskrit.
Rong Xian's eyes turned up, and she said in a sparse and normal tone: "The five of you are all happy with me. Now that An Shengzi has lost his life innocently, it is hard not to doubt whether this is a love killing due to a competitive relationship. You said that the leader Qin went to teach himself, is it because of this?"
Bi Yao's face suddenly changed.
I didn't think about it so much before, but now Rong Xianyi pointed it out that he realized that it's not that simple.
They only think that they are the host of the system, and they are only related to the system when they die.
And they are all involved in a lot of power.
Now only the holy son of the Holy Fire religion is gone, if later he or Medical Immortal Valley, Tantric, Biluocheng...
Then the whole arena is messed up.
And hear the Sanskrit—
"The beauty of beauty is a disaster."
Don't get me wrong, these four words are not said by Bi Yao, but by Rong Xian.
It was obvious that Rong Xian could see what Bi Yao was thinking.
She sat in the pavilion and looked at the flowers in the garden outside, with one hand propped on her chin, and said casually: "If you all have problems, the whole rivers and lakes will regard me as a beauty or a broom star."
She lazily turned her head to Bi Yao, half-truth and said: "You pursue me so high-profile on the rivers and lakes, which has brought me so much trouble. Your love is so selfish. You guys. Do you really know what you are doing?"
These people clearly know that their nature has gradually become indifferent, and the color of the aloof and the aboriginals as ants is really unpleasant.
The small world belongs to her. If God is her, then these creatures are her children.
You look down on the creatures of the small world so much, but you build on their lives to achieve yourself. Isn't this that you should and stand up again?
Biyao still doesn't know what their image has become in the mind of the target of the strategy.
After listening to Rong Xian's words, his expression is very complicated, he really didn't think so much.
He only thought it was just a simple strategy game. For the first time, someone pointed out that the game involved more than one person.
Do they really not know that their actions will affect the target of the strategy?
Perhaps it is clear.
It's just that the lack of care and loftiness for the natives makes them unnecessary to think so much.
Just like you go to play a game, you can watch or not watch the story of the game, so many people will quit the story.
Because playing games is just to be refreshed, is it necessary to understand the plot of the characters or something?
A few of them have this attitude today.