Immortal Voices

The old man looked at the younger generation who had only air intake and no air exhaustion, and then thought about the sentence that the girl said just now that there was no rescue, as if she had figured out something, and sighed, "My younger generation is hurt too much. , Little friends ca n’t save themselves and do n’t have to blame themselves. "

There was a hint of surprise in Rong Xian's eyes: "Did the old man misunderstand me?"

The old man was puzzled: "What have I misunderstood?"

Rong Xian smiled with a curved lips, and thoughtfully said, "Well, no matter what the old seniors misunderstood, I'm afraid I won't let the old seniors continue to misunderstand. You are old, I can't bear it."

Her voice dropped, and the smile on her face had completely disappeared.

A cold wind blows, the cold chill is overwhelming.

The old man felt as if he felt the coldest breath of the whole world pouring into his body, freezing his soul.

Not only his limbs, but his thoughts became slow.

His expression was blank, and he couldn't figure it out. Why did things suddenly turn into this?

The old man's surname has been soaring for thousands of years.

This ring is the vitality that he left for Lingjia, and a ring of his soul is sealed in the ring.

When the family is in danger, his blood can be awakened by the blood of the family. If the descendants are sheltered by the spirit, they will not make the family perish.

Who knew that he was awake, but what happened now made him completely stunned.

Rong Xian played with the ring and unceremoniously erased the mark on the ring, and threw the ring into her mustard space, rightfully claiming that what was inside the ring.

Even if she has only a hint of consciousness, she can still use the water spirit beads.

She just wanted to say something, but suddenly turned her head and looked into the distance, her expression full of regret: "They are here. It seems that I can only talk to my seniors here."

A gorgeous smile, like a summer flower, appeared on her face, warmly consoling: "But don't worry about the seniors, we will see you someday."

The voice fell, and a sharper cold chill spread from the old man's heart.

But after a while, the old man's spirit turned into a drop of water and dissipated in the void.

Dividing the soul, the old man's body can't receive the memory, and he won't know who destroyed his dividing soul at all.

Rong Xian looked down at the little water and gas on the ground, with a sigh of emotion: "Oh, if you meet an old man in the upper world, but you don't know each other, it will be very sad."

She glanced at Junjun Yi, who was full of horror, slowly said, "It's sad to fall back to **** when the wish is approaching, right?"

She asked herself and answered, "It must be sad."

It was like when she thought that Amei had recovered, she was hit into **** again and again.

She closed her eyes and closed all emotions.

The whistle of whispering air quietly spread out around her, and her figure turned from reality to reality, and no one could see it.

At this time, Yun Youfeng and Ling Jun finally arrived.

When Lingjun stood in front of Lingjunyi, he turned back and looked at the small face that was supposed to be smiling and bright at this moment, full of pale and white, and the weak breath was intermittent, as if it would be broken in the next moment.

Ling Jun shrank suddenly from his pupils, and his face fluttered unbelievably.

"Yi'er, Yier ..." He half-knelt on the ground and wanted to lift someone, but he couldn't reach out.

He was scared, he was scared. Is this really his sister? His sister is so lively and cute, how could it be so pale and weak now!

Yun Youfeng didn't bother the brother and sister when he stood on the side, and he felt a little uncomfortable. After all, he had been with the little girl for a few days, and he was a well-behaved and affectionate child.

Rong Xian's phantom stood side by side with his eyes on his brother and sister.

She said, "It's always unpleasant to live and die. You are also a temperament person." It's so easy to get emotionally infected.

"Brother ..." Ling Junyi seemed to hear her brother's voice. She opened her eyes with great effort. For the first time, she felt that the eyelids of the original person could be so heavy, and she could use all her strength to open them.

Looking at the figure in front of him made Junyi's eyes a little fuzzy, "Is it brother? Is the brother here?"

Lingjun became red from her eyes, and immediately hugged him: "Yi'er, it's my brother, it's my brother, my brother is here, don't be afraid, my brother will take you to the doctor."

Ling Junyi felt that her brother was flying towards the distance quickly, and the wind brushed her cheeks, it was very slight, but she had a kind of pain that was scraped by the knife.

She stunned, but her movements were not obvious. She could no longer control her body, and she was dying.

She looked around hard, but found that the prince who had appeared before disappeared.

But Ling Junyi was full of vigilance, she didn't forget the words that the person said was always around her.

If the person heard that he told her brother about her existence, would he do something to his brother?

Let Jun Yi sink, she must not let her brother be hurt!

When Junyi thought of it, she decided to hide her brother's existence.

Leaning on her brother's back, she said intermittently, "Brother, the family is gone, and father and mother are no longer ..."

"Yi'er, don't talk, wait for my brother to save you, and tell your brother what's going on." Ling Jun turned red from his eyes, but his voice was hard but with a firm command.

As long as my sister has concerns in her heart and unfinished business, her sister will definitely survive it.

He wants to keep his sister alive, he must be alive.

"Brother, it's the magic gate, those who are the magic gate ..." And the old ancestor said that the heart reveres the Lord.

It was a pity that she never had the strength to speak out, nor dare to say it.

Yun Youfeng followed them and heard Ling Junyi's words.

He gritted his teeth and almost pulled out the knife behind him.

"The scum of the demons!" Yun Youfeng resentfully said.

Rong Xian glanced at him, knowing that he couldn't hear it, he still pretended to explain bitterly: "You Feng is a man who overturned a boat with a pole. It is clear that we are only dealing with etiquette. You can't just because others are practicing magic The pots let the magic back. "

After a pause, she sighed in the sky: "The evil spirit is wrong."

Rong Xian finished pretending, only to find that Ling Juncong and Yun Youfeng had already flew away. She coughed and quickly followed.

This is not good after others don't see themselves.

It's so boring that her desire to perform is completely unsatisfactory.

However, looking at the back of Ling Jun flying away in a hurry, Rong Xian raised a smile.

I have to say that Ling Juncon's luck is really too strong.

If she took a step back, it really was that ring that fell into Ling Juncong's hands, and the future of Lingjuncong could really have jumped out of her control.

The resources behind the woman, the ring, the help in the ring, the siblings after the ascension ...

Even if Rong Xian does not have the ability to predict the future, she also knows that Jun Cong's future has been smooth with that huge luck.

Her eyes were sinking, and she would never allow Ling Jun to fly Huang Tengda one day.