Immortal Voices

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Leng Shuying and the injured girl started fighting without saying a word, and the two soon decided the winner.

Leng Shuying kicked the person to the ground, split the long sword in his hand into two and stuck it on the girl's neck. He asked coldly: "Who asked you to come?"

Feng Chu, who noticed the movement, rushed over quickly. She turned a blind eye to Mr. Killer's behavior and directly picked up Rong Xian, who was squatting on the ground in a daze. She looked up and down and asked eagerly: "Are you injured?"

Rong Xian blinked and sighed: "What you should worry about is Leng Shuying." Not everyone can hurt her.

Feng Chu: "...Why?"

No matter how you look at it, you are the weakest, right?

Rong Xian said with sympathy: "That girl is the second killer of Fengbo Tower - Wei Jing."

In other words, if Wei Qing had not been seriously injured, the two of them would still have fought.

Not far away, Leng Shuying and Wei Qing froze at the same time.

"It's amazing that the killers in Fengbo Tower didn't recognize each other when they met." Rong Xian rubbed her chin and said in confusion.

Feng Chu thought along this line of thought and agreed: "Yes, this organization is quite interesting. Could it be that they have never seen the face of the original poster and don't know his identity?"

Leng Shuying and Wei Qing: "..." What was originally a matter of course, why did the two of them suddenly talk about it?

At this time, Rong Xian, who had not seen any movement from the two of them for a long time, was the first to speak: "Xiaoying, what are you and Wei Qing doing? Is the fight over?"

Leng Shuying's hand shook and he retracted his sword.

Wei Qing staggered up with a pale face, looking at Leng Shuying with a strange expression.

After a long while, he groaned in pain and said with twitching corners of his mouth: "I always thought the number one killer was a woman."

Although the name Leng Shuying is quite neutral, his killing methods are all kinds of strange. What's more, she has met the number one killer who wears a mask and disguises...

Wei Qing looked at Leng Shuying carefully, wasn't she really a woman disguised as a man?

Leng Shuying said in a dark tone: "...I also thought the second killer was a man."

Whenever the second person takes over the mission, the scene is brutal and fragmented. Moreover, the second-placed weapon was a mace, so he thought there was nothing wrong with her being a man.

So, this is really not a man dressing up as a woman?

Rong Xian: "...The intelligence is so poor that you can both become the number one and second killer? You can't rely entirely on the support of your peers, right?"

Others: It sounds like they have brought down the killer industry in the world in one fell swoop.

Feng Chu covered his face and said, "Rong Xian, you don't want to eat chestnuts?" Can't you stop your mouth even if you eat it?

This girl is good at everything, but sometimes she talks badly.

Feng Chu narrowed his eyes, that's fine, the little girl is not familiar with the world, and she can drive away the rotten peach blossoms by being rude.

Yes, along the way she often saw people who had a crush on Rong Xian.

After all, Rong Xian has a good personality, is lively and cheerful, and has good looks. Unexpectedly, all the men who have been with her for more than three days have automatically backed away.

The smile on Feng Chu's face was kind. Oh, the little girl is single because of her strength, who dares to make fun of her!

Rong Xian took the chestnut from Feng Chu's hand and said while peeling it: "Xiao Ying, take the second one to see the injury quickly. Don't really damage the foundation, otherwise I will suffer a heavy loss."

She paused, then turned her mouth and said, "-Although I'm familiar with you, I still look down on the way you hit the little sister."

It was so dangerous that she almost exposed her idea of ​​​​receiving a second killer.

Wei Qing's face darkened, this title was really unpleasant.

She looked at Leng Shuying dangerously. First of all, this person was too annoying. Sooner or later, he would have to be dealt with so that her title could move forward.

Leng Shuying refused: "She can stand up and heal her own injuries."

Hearing these words of resistance, Rong Xian felt that the chestnuts in her mouth no longer tasted good.

She threatened: "If you don't take this girl to see her injuries, I will only take her without you from now on."

The deputy landlord token was in her hand, and what she said sounded to Leng Shuying that she would no longer be on good terms with him, no longer train him, no longer trust him... Well, because she has a new goal. .

"You are trying to kill the donkey!" Leng Shuying complained.

Rong Xian was extremely puzzled: "Do you think you are a donkey?"

Leng Shuying: "..."

He put his hand on Wei Qing's shoulder, who had no room for resistance, and said with a gentle smile: "Come on, second, I will treat your injury."

"My name is Wei Qing." Wei Qing said through gritted teeth. The mace hidden in his sleeve showed signs of emerging, but was beaten back by the **** in front of him.

She was forced to leave with him, and with her ugly face, she thought she was going to visit a grave.

Feng Chu pressed the throbbing veins on his forehead: "Stop talking nonsense and eat your food."

Rong Xian raised her eyebrows: "Did I say it?"

Feng Chuhehe: "What do you think?"

"Oh." Rong Xian replied perfunctorily, looking at the two figures walking away with bright eyes.

Very good, tit-for-tat confrontation between men and women is easy to create sparks. Little Shadow, try your best to win second place and find you a partner.

However, Wei Qing and Xiao Ying seem to be quite compatible with each other. Maybe they have not only an extra partner this time, but also a daughter-in-law.

We are one step closer to taking down Fengbo Tower.

Rong Xian was in a great mood and hummed a few lines of song: "Sigh on the world, I just want to live forever and envy the gods. How could I understand that the spring mountains are made of pens and peaches are made of paper, and the green and thick pink are light and jade. Recalling that~ under the peach blossom tree Sword dance, laughter and conversation among the flowers. Ask, have you returned, your enemy?"

Feng Chu looked confused and said, "What are you singing about?" It sounded quite miserable.

Rong Xian raised her eyes and looked into the void, as if she saw the story of another world through layers of space.

She raised the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "It's an old friend she has never met before. She is walking on an unprecedented path. This song was inspired by her after hearing a beautiful and sad story."

She looked forward to their meeting.

Just like she was looking forward to seeing the Lord of Heaven.

Feng Chu didn't understand very well. Can someone who has never met before be called an old friend?

Rong Xian has a big problem with her wording.

Unable to figure it out, she didn't get to the bottom of it, and said directly: "We just arrived in Chaohua City today, and there are evening primroses blooming at night. Just be honest and don't cause trouble. We can wait until you see the evening primroses."

She should have been enjoying the journey easily, sneaking around while the enemies were chasing behind her. Who would have thought that after taking Rong Xian with her, she would either be cleaning up the mess or on the way to clean up the mess. The beautiful scenery allowed her to relax today.

After Feng Chu brought Rong Xian to the inn, he solemnly made her promise not to go out and cause trouble, and then he felt free to inquire about the location of the beautiful scenery.

The sky was getting dark, and Rong Xian sat in the house, feeling the remaining warmth of the sunset gradually dissipate, and the coolness of the night slowly creeping into the air.

With a click of her fingertips, the box containing the luminous pearl in the room opened, and the room suddenly became bright.

She felt three malicious auras approaching, then heard subtle footsteps, and soon saw three uninvited guests pushing the door open.

"Oh, it's not that I don't keep my promise. It's that others cause trouble for me." Rong Xian sighed softly.

She looked at the person coming and said casually: "There are no extra stools in the room, so I won't let you drink tea. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

The sinister old man in black said with a cold face: "Did you save that seriously injured woman?"

Rong Xian's expression changed slightly, she was indeed seeking revenge on Wei Qing.

She raised her eyes, and an invisible force swept away the three people who entered the room, like blowing dust.

The three of them stopped talking and tacitly used their hidden trump cards to call Rong Xian.

If you can make the three of them unable to resist without the smell of fireworks, you must be a strong person! They didn't dare to be negligent, and they came up with a unique move.

Rong Xian didn't even look at them, she was still in the mood to pour tea with her head down, but the smile on her lips made the three of them feel chilled.

The next moment, they were frozen in place, as if they had been erased from head to toe, leaving no trace.

Rong Xian sat on the stool by the window, sipping the tea with satisfaction, and said affirmatively: "This method is good, there is no **** smell, and it does not affect tea drinking..." It can be used frequently in the future.

Wei Qing, who was angry with Rong Xian, was angry with Leng Shuying. By the time she realized that her enemy was not dead and the people around her were likely to be in danger, Rong Xian had already dealt with three waves of enemies.

It wasn't always quiet and left no trace. Occasionally, when Rong Xian got impatient, her power leaked out and the door of the inn was blown open.

When Feng Chu came back satisfied and saw the inn in a mess, "..." She would never admit that this aura belonged to that girl Rong Xian!

Her face suddenly drooped, and her bright red dress looked awkward.

I have to apologize to someone again.

well.