Immortal Voices Chapter 825: Rong Rong

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Rong Xian took Rong Hao, Rong Hao took Rong Hua, and the three of them walked in Qianjing City.

Rong Hao's eyes moved around, watching the prosperous surroundings, the corners of his mouth raised an unconscious smile.

After so many years of hard work, I couldn't be more satisfied to see the achievements.

Rong Wei occasionally asks some questions that he doesn't understand, and Rong Hao two people#姐弟情深#.

Only Rong Xian has a leisurely pace and a leisurely pace between his eyebrows.

She looks very relaxed, and she is lazy and comfortable in her gestures, which makes people know that she is in a great mood at first glance.

It's hard to say whether Rong Xian is in a good mood, but it's true that she is relaxed.

Before, her body casually dug a hole in the barren hills of the northern border and fell asleep, putting all of her mind on the tangible soul of the northern border.

As for why not go directly to the main body?

The first is that the West Antarctica has her soul incarnation, and her deity used to give more of this.

Secondly, Rong Xian is not worried about the monks in West Antarctica. West Antarctica is their base camp. Her deity used to engage in troubles and rains there, and was accidentally found to be detained. .

What's more, if you are accidentally killed by some ill-intentioned cross-border strongman from other continents or even the Great Thousand Realm, that would be wronged.

In a nutshell, Rong Xian is a suspected paranoid and victimized paranoid, and she has brought her safety to the highest warning line.

She used Rong Xian's identity quite well, and she didn't want to change it to something else.

Now that I have returned to my own territory, it is truly the dragon's return to the sea, the tiger into the mountains.

Behind her, Rong Hao was still stern, but the expression in his eyes softened.

"Sister, do you think your mother is in a good mood?" Rong Hao asked Rong Wei.

Rong Hua holds a lifelike sugar man in his hand, which the old sugar seller just pinched like Rong Hao.

She looked at it in her hand, loving it.

This appearance made Rong Hao couldn't help but want to laugh, but he was also warm in his heart.

Who knows, as soon as he asked his question, he saw Rong Wei bit off the sugar man's head in one bite.

Rong Hao: "..."

For some reason, my neck is faintly cold.

Rong Wei crunched the sugar man bite, which sounded panicky.

"Mother is in a good mood, and everyone is celebrating, so surprised." Rong Wei replied casually.

Rong Hao was startled, and said in surprise: "Sister, you actually said the right words once."

Rong Wei rolled his eyes, this son can't take it anymore, throw it away.

"Sister, do you know what's the happy event?" Rong Hao asked tentatively.

He is too curious, not many when the mother is in a good mood.

Rong Wei thought for a while, and said with a deep look: "Maybe the princess is chosen for you."

"What?" Rong Hao raised his voice slightly, and then quickly glanced at Rong Xian. Seeing that the mother emperor had not been disturbed, he said to Rong Wei, "Sister, did you receive any news?" /

He has a bitter face and a deep hatred and said: "We haven't figured out things in our country, and the swordsmanship has not been practiced. How can we get a wife!"

Ronghua's eyes were faintly clear, and his tone was full of sympathy: "The country wants to be refined. Although there have been legends since ancient times, it has never been verified. You want to be a wife. I'm afraid Go to heaven and earth to find a way to make your Rongrong refined."

After a pause, she continued with Rong Hao’s darkened expression: "I advise you to choose the latter, practice a spirited sword, and wait for the sword spirit to transform into form, you can marry her as your wife. ."

The blue veins on Rong Hao’s forehead popped out, and he couldn’t bear to say: "I never said that I would marry a sword or marry Rong Rong, cough, marry Rong Guo."

But thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that this was actually not bad.

Immediately, Rong Hao came back to his senses, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was almost distorted by the emperor's sister.

In front, a smile flicked across Rong Xian's eyes.

Whether this person is the sword emperor's life or the countless reincarnations in the small world, this person looks like this not close to female.

Is this engraving marrying the sword or marrying the country into the depths of the soul?

Rong Xian has a big brain and thinks of a scene.

If the country can really become refined, and Rong Hao’s sword becomes refined, will her good son marry the country or the sword, or hug left and right?

Rong Xian blinked, and Rong Wei, who was behind her, turned to look at Rong Hao, and asked in an unfamiliar tone: "Adi, do you like Rong Rong or Sword Sword?"

Rong Hao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Rong Wei he spoke again: "Or you want #鱼与熊掌两得兼#, this is actually fine."

She gave Rong Hao an innocent smile and said: "Sister is just worried that you will suffer in the future. After all, Rong Rong and Jian Jian are not so bullies, can you stand it physically?"

"Sister!" Rong Hao couldn't help but growl with a sullen face, "Who taught you these messy and dirty things?"

He exuded a dark aura, and said in a low pressure: "And whether it is Rongrong or Jianjian, I have no idea of ​​marrying."

Wait, why did he just say the nicknames of Rong Guo and Jian so smoothly, and still say that he refuses to marry them.

Rong Hao's expression cracked, and his expression was in a daze. Does he really recognize the possibility that the two can become perfect one day?

No, no, it's horrible, he really didn't think about them.

Rong Wei ignored Rong Hao's distraction. She glanced at the body in front of her, feeling that it was so interesting to see the world from this different perspective.

The three of them arrived at the Guogong Mansion soon, and Yu Su, who had received the news, had already been waiting at the door.

"The minister sees your majesty, and pays homage to the prince and the prince." Yu Su led the servants in the house to respectfully salute.

Rong Xian waved his hand casually, and walked towards the yard familiarly: "No need to be polite, I am here today to sit down with the country's lord, Hao'er and Huaer come over and talk to the country's lord. ."

She has clear brows and clear eyes, a gentle expression, and a dignified manner. She looks like a breezy moon, which makes people feel good at first sight.

Yu Su murmured in his heart, Your Majesty has been away for a few years, and he looks more able to pretend.

Walking around the yard, walking through the garden and rockery, a group of people came to the yard where the Guogong lived.

Yu Guogong is standing outside the courtyard, watering a pot of Clivia.

Rong Hao quietly passed to Rong Wei and said: "Don't talk for a while."

Ronghua pouted his lips and said unhappily: "No, if the mother emperor and the grandfather have anything to ask me, can I still keep my mouth shut?"

Rong Hao thought for a while, and said: "Then you just need to say a few words. If you can't speak, you can't speak. If you want to speak, just make a long story short."

Rong Wei said in sorrow and grief: "Adi, you are too harsh on your sister. Sister is in vain to pull you hard."

Rong Hao: "...Sister, listen to me, otherwise I won't plead with the mother if you make a mistake. Do you remember what I said?"

Fortunately, the emperor is really afraid of the mother, otherwise she will not be able to control the emperor.

He didn't answer the question, Rong Wei hummed and said: "Remember, remember."

Rong Xian raised her eyebrows, a trace of interest flashed in her eyes.

When Yu Guogong saw that Rong Xian was coming, he put down the water scoop in his hand and saluted with a smile: "Old officials, see your majesty."