Immortal Voices Chapter 953: New book (seeking support)

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Rong Hao and Rong Xian fought, and after venting the anger in his heart, he calmed down.

He is not ignorant of good and bad, the mother emperor obviously accompanied him to let him put out the fire, so maternal love... Well, I can't make up anymore.

Rong Hao sternly said: "Erchen will deal with the second child's affairs as soon as possible."

Rong Xian knows, and said wittily: "In this case, Haoer makes his own mind about the princess. After all, Haoer has to take care of the younger brother, and may not be able to spare so much time to do other things."

Just under the nose of Hua Kun and Mu Lianyi, the two reached a dirty deal.

Hua Kun: "..."

Mu Lianyi: "!" What should I say, your Majesty is as interesting as always.

Seeing Rong Hao go away in anger, Mu Lianyi hesitated and asked: "Your Majesty, is this okay?"

Rong Xian is a little confused, what is this?

She pondered for a while and replied clearly: "Lianyi rest assured, Hao'er is accustomed to being alone. Even if the second child is in trouble, as long as he is not allowed to marry the princess, he will enjoy it."

Mu Lianyi: I just want to ask if it doesn't matter if the prince is so angry, how come he gets used to it? Do I know too much?

Mu Lianyi's face twitched, and he didn't dare to say anything, otherwise he might understand where he would understand with his majesty's brain circuit.

Ran Rongxian saw her silent, and thought she had guessed it.

The corners of her mouth turned slightly, and she said in her heart: "Look, I'm always so considerate."

The sky who hasn't said a word for a long time: Haha, I can't escape your poison if I'm silent.

He sighed and said: "I thought, this should be called #混是非#."

Rong Xian suddenly became unhappy, and corrected with a stubborn look: "This is clearly a spiritual heart."

The sky is not happy anymore: "You obviously mean a deer as a horse!"

Rong Xian: "I understand my heart."

Cang Tian: "It's taken out of context."

……

The two have been entangled with each other for a long time, and neither of them has convinced anyone.

After Rong Xian took the time to deal with Rong Guo's government affairs, he took a two-day rest and announced her retreat.

In Daxia, after watching the Seventh Prince's team heading towards Rong Guo, Yu Shaoqi received the news of Emperor Rong Guoxu's retreat.

He: "..." This thing seems a little familiar.

Yu Shaoqi's eyes sank: "Immediately send someone to investigate and find out what the Emperor Xu is doing."

In the dark, someone faintly responded.

Da Wei, Jun Fule also sent people to pay attention to Rong Xian's news. Now there are only four immortal dynasties left in the entire Middle Thousand Realm.

Xia, Wei, and Wednesday are all middle-class dynasties, and only Rong Guo is a low-rank dynasty.

But Rong Guo had Da Xia and Wei Ru Kun in his throat, and even Emperor Zhou had to sigh. The power of Rong Guo lies in the existence of Emperor Xu that no one wants to provoke. Of course, how deep the water inside Rongguo is, everyone has seen the tip of the iceberg during the hundred years since Emperor Xu disappeared.

Although Rong Xian's disappearance has aroused the attention of the major forces in the Middle Thousand Realms, everyone's attention is still on the war between Dawei and Daxia. Although Emperor Xu could not be underestimated, but she did not show up and everyone did not know her whereabouts, so naturally they stopped paying attention to her.

At this time, Rong Xian's master consciousness has come to the Great Thousand Realm, and now there are frequent chaos in the Great Thousand Realm.

The forces of the three immortal emperors, Baidi, Qingdi, and Heidi, have fought, and the grievances that have been suppressed by the immortals for countless years for forcibly reconciling with their rivals can no longer be suppressed.

The Hei Di ruled Moshan City, and Rong Wu Zun Xian walked out of the palace unhurriedly, and immediately a few tender and delicious young men greeted him.

"Is there anything to gain from this retreat?"

"The slave has been looking forward to the Lord's exit. I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss the Lord very much."

"..."

Rong Xian, who was surrounded by a group of beauties, raised his eyebrows. Although he knew that the group of people who stayed had various purposes, it was undeniable that they were all good at strength and they were good at them. .

"Lefeng, how is the intelligence network laid?" Rong Xian asked the most dazzling teenager among them.

Lefeng's face was calm, and he saluted first, and then said: "In a hundred years, the intelligence network has been covered with Moshan City, and his subordinates can guarantee that any disturbances in Moshan City will not be hidden from your eyes."

Rong Xian nodded slightly. It sounds like it's just Moshan City. It doesn't seem to be a big deal, but a city under the jurisdiction of the three immortal emperors of the Great Thousand Realm is half the size of the Middle Thousand Realm, and the water inside is not bottoming. There is no guarantee whether there is any hidden power in it.

Rong Xian was surprised that Lefeng was able to do this. This person seems to be really good.

"My deity remembers, you seem to have an enmity with Baidi?" Rong Xian asked uncertainly.

Lefeng replied earnestly: "My good memory, it is true."

He was stunned, not sure if the Lord was testing him or had other orders, anyway, this was his only hope of revenge.

For so many years, he has done his best to do things for the prince, thinking that one day the prince can avenge him.

Rong Xian sits casually on one of the chairs, leaning back lazily on the back of the chair, saying, "Well, it seems that you have a chance for revenge."

After listening to Lefeng, his expression moved slightly, and his heart was happy: "Let you auspicious words."

"Go, you all perform your duties. Lefeng is in charge of everything. The Great Thousand Realms is still not messy enough. The time is not here now, so be careful not to expose our power." Rong Xian did not mention it lightly, as if fundamentally. Don't care if it will be exposed.

However, Lefeng knew in his heart that once they were exposed, they would only die.

Even if it is for revenge, he will not reveal any information. As for the others, he has the means to shut them up.

A fierce light flashed in Le Feng's eyes. Seeing that the master hadn't told him, he immediately led people out.

After Le Feng and others left, Rong Xian's posture remained unchanged, and she closed her eyes as if she was asleep. In fact, the power of the five elements in her body revolves around endlessly. That energy was used by Rong Xian wantonly as if it made it inexhaustible.

The mysterious power of her body rose up, and layers of invisible fluctuations centered on her and moved in all directions, but in an instant they surrounded Moshan City. Then a little bit of meticulous craftsmanship, paved a French net independent of the Great Thousand Realms.

This French Open is exactly the information of the Great Thousand Realms French Open that Rong Xian exhausted his mind and wood spirit orb more than a hundred years ago, and almost died last time. Now she slightly modified it and moved it out for use.

It took her ten years to successfully spread the French Open.

At the moment of success, Rong Xian faintly heard the wrath of this Great Thousand Realm Heavenly Dao and the vibration of the Void Outside the Law Net.

She opened her eyes, and the vastness of the great power in her eyes flashed away, she felt it carefully, in this Moshan city legal net that belonged to her alone, she is the god, the sky, and she is omnipotent.

Rong Xian clenched his fists, thoughtfully: "This feeling is too fascinating, but the French Open itself has been penetrated by me, and it can be seen that it is not invincible. Still have to work hard to climb the peak."

She said sincerely: "I am still too weak."

Cang Tian, ​​who had just awakened from the shock of a private version of the French Open with his own power, heard this Versailles-like sentence, for a while: "...?"