Immortal Voices

Regarding Su Xuan's speculation, Master Bai rolled his eyelids and said lightly: "For the continuation of Rong Chao, His Royal Highness will agree."

Su Xuan thought that the imperial prince had even agreed to the marriage of her Royal Highness, and she should not refuse to choose a husband.

He replied, "Master, rest assured, visit Si will help you."

After a pause, he said with some reassurance: "If His Royal Highness does not want to, the Captain will have to force His Highness."

Master Bai nodded: "Relax, if your Highness is unwilling, of course my official will not have to go down to do it."

He rubbed the dagger around his lower back, his eyes sulking airily: "My official has two sons, even if all of them are given to His Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness will ascend to the throne, and I will definitely help you."

If the Bai family had another unfilial son like Saburo, he would let his wife give birth, and always give birth to an obedient one.

Su Xuan was speechless for a moment, and waxed in his heart for the three brothers of the Bai family.

One day later, Fu Yuhuang, who got the heavy water, drove a flying sword and ran to the border of the Xijiang River with a billowing river and a looming palace under his head.

Fu Yuhuang stood in charge of the sword and shouted loudly: "Under Fu Yuhuang, come and challenge the Yujia Yujingshu."

Her voice formed a special sound wave and quickly spread towards the palace.

The palace shook gently, shattering the sound wave.

The gate of the palace opened, and a blue figure flew out.

The woman had a hair on her waist, holding a book in her hand, and a quiet smile on her mouth.

It is a kind of temperament that makes you feel at peace when you look at it, which makes people unbearable.

Fu Yuhuang looked up and down Yu Jingshu with a smile and said, "The 109th place on the list is really extraordinary."

She made a round around Yu Jingshu, saying in her mouth that she was surprised, and said with a sneer: "Jing Shu fruit has a big lady's temperament. If I am a man, I should marry Jing Shu.

Yu Jingshu is not upset. Her voice is gentle and euphemistic in the waters of the south of the Yangtze River. It sounds pleasing to her: "Yu Huang is somewhat romantic and unruly."

Fu Yuhuang's eyebrow corners were full of delight: "Jingshu is ridiculous."

She held up a sword ceremony and looked solemnly, "But please fight."

"Don't hesitate to ask for it," Yu Jingshu said as she spoke a smile like Jiangnan's smoky rain as she spoke, her tone still kind of kind as before.

The moment the words fell, the two attacked at the same time.

Above the void, the thoughts are intertwined.

Each of the powerful beings will pay attention to this, watching the battle between the two.

The two of them are free and unrestrained, and one is quiet and elegant.

The battle between the two people is like a sword dance in one move and one style, beautiful, and the danger in partial birth is chilling and even more heartbreaking.

Fu Yuhuang's moves opened and closed with grandeur.

The sound of reading is loud and clear, and the sound of rain and rain rejuvenates the country.

A sword is cut, humanity is the foundation, and kendo guards.

Yu Jingshu held her hands lightly, and the ancient books in her hand were suspended in the air. She whispered, "Resistance."

A large word 'resistance' flew from the book, turning it into a dangerous mountain, and turning it into a danger for Hai Tao.

The two sides collided, and the waves below stirred up by the waves.

The huge waves flipped and the two turned a blind eye.

Under the sword, every sword intention turned into a figure, and with great perseverance, he moved the mountain blocking the road in front of him.

Every road is open, and bridges are set up when water meets.

The vastness of the earth and the earth is far from human, but the great wisdom and perseverance of manpower can win the sky, but it can create miracles.

The confrontation between Fu Yuhuang and Yu Jingshu has been transformed from a simple move to a confrontation of Tao.

Dao and Dao were in harmony, and Fu Yuhuang leapt to the top of the waves.

She took the wine gourd from her waist, gave her a big sip, raised her head, and laughed, "Happy, come again."

She threw the wine gourd at will, and the sword was full of anger, and the waves and every drop of water instantly condensed together, turning into a giant sword.

Yu Jingshu pressed a hand on the book and said lightly, "Town."

The word 'town' flew out of the book, into the vastness of the earth and the infinite power.

The huge force squeezing and repelling the giant sword seemed to be anxious to crush the alien species into pieces.

In the eyes of Fu Yuhuang, the sword's meaning faded into a sharp sword, and when she blinked, the giant sword suddenly shocked.

‘Hum! ’A loud bang.

The giant sword spins and stands on top of the void that rejects it, and with all its strength, it slashes, a ray of light pouring from the darkness.

The space trembled, the heavens and the earth were divided, and the great power was decomposed layer by layer, turned into the nourishment of the new world, and then the soul was born.

Boom, everyone is celebrating!

The imaginary world evolving in front of him disappeared, Yu Jingshu's word "town" shattered, and the giant sword turned into raindrops and sprinkled on the rivers, fluttering and moistening the dry earth.

Yu Jingshu snorted, a trace of blood leaked from the corners of her mouth.

She stared at Rong Xian with a smile and said with a smile: "I lost, Yuhuang Kendo is truly extraordinary."

Fu Yuhuang took all the feelings just now in her heart and realized that her realm had grown, she rejoiced: "Fight with the strong, and get stronger and stronger. Haha, thank you Jingshu for helping me further."

She reached out, and the wine gourd descended from the void, and at exactly the right time, it fell into her hands.

With a little effort, Fu Yuhuang tossed the wine gourd to Yu Jingshu, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Please drink."

Yu Jingshu took the wine gourd and unplugged her face. She just came close to her mouth and said, "Is this forgotten?"

Fu Yuhuang blinked, with a childish pride: "Yeah, this is forgetfulness. I drink it all the time. Can Jingshu drink it?"

Yu Jingshu sighed, covered the stopper again, and returned the wine gourd to her original owner.

She took out a bottle of wine from her appetite and threw it away, saying, "I don't dare to drink your wine, but I can drink it with you."

Fu Yuhuang hung the wine gourd around his waist, reached out to catch the altar, and opened the cork directly. The delicate fragrance accompanied by the floral fragrance penetrated into the tip of the nose, making the population linger.

She waved her sleeves, pulled a white cloud from a distance, and just lay down lazily.

She took a sip of wine and raised her eyes. "Good wine."

She couldn't wait to sip it.

Fu Yuhuang smashed her mouth, only to see Yu Jingshu staring at her with a smile.

Fu Yuhuang was busy plugging the cork and hiding the wine jar in the mustard space, saying vigilantly, "This wine is for you, you can't go back."

Yu Jingshu was very angry and funny. She gave wine for the two to drink together, but the little drunkard didn't even give it to her.

After turning her eyes, she took an altar out of the ring and said slightly, "I don't want yours, I still have them here. You drink yours, I drink mine, how?"

Fu Yuhuang looked down and thought for a moment, when she saw Yu Jingshu's hand pressing on the cork to open the wine jar, her eyes turned and she turned into a rainbow and came to Yu Jingshu.

After waiting for Yu Jingshu to speak, she sprinted across the vineyard from under Yu Jingshu's hands, and fled away, leaving only one word of satisfaction: "Thank you Jingshu for your hospitality, and I will come back next time."

Yu Jingshu: I don't know what to say or not!