Immortal Voices

Hua Ye and Yue Tongshan listened to His Majesty's words of worries, and thought that Jiang Guo's affairs had frightened His Majesty.

Huaxu calmly applauded: "Her Majesty, please rest assured that the minister and Yuedu Wei will cooperate to take good care of the palace and prevent the younger generation from breaking in."

Rong. Xiao Xiao's generation. Xian didn't feel any pain in his knees. He also gave them a trusting smile and turned his head to drive them out of the palace.

After everyone left, Rong Xian's expression of casualness collapsed, and the fatigue between the eyebrows was very distressing.

She leaned on the bed, her heart stretched towards the avatar, but found that the avatar was still in a coma, and she could not wake up within two days.

Rong Xian frowned. Fu Yuhuang couldn't wake up, and she didn't know if A Shui had taken people to a safe place.

It seems that we can only listen to fate.

When the first light of the horizon began to disperse the darkness, Jianguo.

Ye Qingfeng sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, and in front of him was a roll of desolate and simple bamboo slips.

He was pale, raised his sleeves and brushed the bamboo slips, and gossip runes appeared in the air.

He reached down and gently pressed on the bamboo slips. The gossip culture was a compass, pointing away in an unknown direction.

Ye Qingfeng looked pleased, Yu Huang in Bei Zhao?

He stood up, stepped over, and people had disappeared here.

When Rong Guo was in Beijing, the capital was already full of people when the sun was still out.

From the Pengle Hall came out a great-character with luxurious clothes, and they were greeted by altar guests to the altar.

In the blue robe, wearing a feather crown and elegant Zhuge bandits rocking the feather fan in his hand, he has a strong self-confidence, which is calm, reliable and stable, and people can't help going. Trust him.

Suddenly he looked to the left and laughed, "Brother White is here, and we haven't talked for a long time."

Qin Huaide, wearing a dark red robe and wearing a gold crown on the left, laughed: "The bandit is joking again and again, we will be playing chess in the Peng Le Museum for the next two days."

Qin Huaide turned his fingers between his lower fingers, a powerful momentum emerged spontaneously, raised his eyes and raised a strong and domineering eyebrow.

"Wide, bandit, you came early." Yu Jingchen, wearing a moon-white gown, stood casually under the altar, but seemed to be standing above nine days. His divine resources are high, his eyes are tolerant, and he occasionally glances at the endless red dust and the sentient beings, with the dignity and compassion of God, as if the rising clouds rise at any moment.

At this time, a woman came from a distance without slackening. She was covered with icy snow, and her hair color was snowy white. She glanced from the three men in front of her and said slightly: " Three brothers are polite. "

"Lan Shimei." The three greeted politely.

Lan Ruxue stepped in front of the three, and the four of them chatted in a warm atmosphere. No one could enter, and they did not accept others to enter.

Ning Sanjian, who was sitting firmly at the podium, retracted his gaze from the four men, lingering with a faint sword spirit, and said, "The younger generations of the four great families are here."

Qin Huaide of the Beihai Qin Family ranked ninth. Xiqi Jade's jade net dust ranks tenth in the list. Nan Miao Lan's Lan Ruxue ranks twelfth in the list. The Zhuge bandit of the Zhuge family in the Eastern Shu ranked 15th on the list.

These are the leading figures of the younger generations of the four great families.

The side of Ning Sanjian, wearing a robe, with a calm eyebrow and a pure breath, looked at the Chonghe calmly: "Your Promise Jianzong and I too Xuanzong are here, how could they not come."

This new emperor of Rongguo was a young man in his twenties. Although younger to them, he was considered a young man of the same age.

The major forces sent the younger generation to talk to the young emperor.

Suddenly, he whispered, looking at the mysterious man in the golden robe who was walking slowly, surprised: "Gu Yelan came here in person."

Ning Sanjian also looked up at the mysterious man, and his eyes were full of eagerness: "The first person on the list, the shopkeeper Gu Fenglan, I really want to fight him, to see how big our gap really is . "

Fortunately, Ning Sanjian also knew the occasion, so this did not go up and down the war books.

Chonghe laughed: "You'll be better off."

He pointed to the disciples of San Dachangchang who came together and said, "I have received the news. The Rong Guoxin emperor's ascension ceremony has rejected the five denominations, oh no, and the four denominations. I heard that it was the emperor himself Ordered that they were not allowed to step into Ganjingguanli. "

Ning Sanjian was surprised, and then blurted out: "This empress is still careful."

The voice fell, and a coldness spread from his neck.

Ning Sanjian looked subconsciously in the direction that made him hairy, and saw a young man in a blue bird suit glaring at him coldly.

Ning Sanjian: "... the third person on the list, visit the commander Su Xuan."

Chonghe bowed his first gift slightly towards Su Xuan, and then said to Ning Sanjian: "You, let me say a few words. Many people know that the palace was disturbed last night. You put the emperor in your mouth and carefully watch the Secretary People arrest you. "

Ning Sanjian immediately shut up and said nothing. People in the entire northern Xinjiang region knew the ability of visiting Si, and he still didn't have to be stingy.

At this time, the messengers of the other three dynasties also arrived.

In Xiwei Palace, Rong Xian closed her eyes and opened her hands to let Yi Zhu and others put on her dragon robe and crown.

After taking care of her, she slowly walked out of the room.

Outside the door, Ye Yan and others have been waiting for a long time.

They all talk about the ceremony, and those who come.

"Are the messengers of all the major forces here?" A greedy voice suddenly came.

The crowd looked towards the right, and they saw Rong Xian hitting the black gold dragon robe, wearing a twelve crowns, and walking slowly with his hands in the wide sleeves.

The long bead obscured her look, and a radian of lip curled up under the shaky bead looming.

"See the emperor." Everyone saluted quickly.

Rong Xian lifted his jaw, and every move was full of regrets: "No."

Ye Xunxiang then answered Rong Xian's question just now: "Return to the emperor, except for the Xingchen Pavilion, all others have come."

Rong Xian sighed, "You don't necessarily know that the people of Xingchen Pavilion are here."

"Come on, go to the altar." Rong Xian greeted and walked forward, the ministers quickly followed.

Hua Yan stayed tight on Rong Xian's side.

From time to time, his eyes skipped from His Majesty, not because he was worried about the ascension ceremony, but because His Majesty's dragon body was hindered, for fear that His Majesty could not sustain it.

"I heard that Dong Jin came from the emperor's first red man?" Rong Xian asked with interest.

Seeing her look like this gossip, Hua Yan drew a corner of her eyes, and reluctantly replied, "It is the general manager Jia Shiqi."