Immortal Voices

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Rong Xian and Ji Shu were both awkward masters and disciples, and they were definitely not as frank in expressing their feelings as ordinary people. This refers specifically to real feelings, not acting.

Ji Shu was angered by the dog disciple, and it took him a long time to come to his senses and ask, "Where is the phaseless mirror I gave you?"

Rong Xian instantly became alert. She took two steps back, squinted her eyes, and spoke dangerously: "Whatever was given to me is mine. Could it be that you came here today to beg for something? Let me tell you, fight Even if you die, I won’t give it to you.”

Ji Shu was so angry that his blood pressure rose. He was a **** and didn't understand good people.

But now this **** girl Xi Xin is planning to cause trouble, and it seems that he will never be able to stop her. All he can do is increase her bargaining chip in the hope of saving her life.

Ji Shu endured it, because he didn't want to see Xi Xin's face, fearing that he would lose control and punch him.

He turned his head and said: "The phaseless mirror can activate the power of rules to a certain extent, and it can be used when Rong Dynasty is promoted."

Rong Xian was stunned for a moment. She seemed to have misunderstood Ji Shu, but was she the kind of person who knew her mistakes and could correct them?

No, she will continue to be a bitch. This way she won't be embarrassed.

Rong Xian touched her face and said in a cautious tone: "Teacher, you suddenly care about me so much? Although I look different in this life from the previous life, I am also slightly more beautiful than in the previous life. But teacher, your attitude is very alarming, disciple. Although I don’t hate the relationship between master and apprentice, I really feel sorry for you..."

She gave Ji Shu a look to let him figure it out.

Ji Shu: If you weren't strong enough, you would have been beaten to death hundreds of times.

He snorted coldly: "Prepare a place for me, and don't disturb me until Rong Dynasty's promotion is completed."

He was so rude to Rong Xian but she didn't feel offended at all. The teacher was caring about her, even though he was as duplicitous as ever.

"Then I'll trouble you, Master, to stay in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion for the time being." Rong Xian smiled brightly and brightly, "The Imperial Preceptor will be away most of the time. Don't worry, no one will disturb you."

Ji Shu took a deep look at her and nodded in agreement.

Rong Xian said calmly: "Come here, take Mr. Ji to the Imperial Master's Mansion and ask the people who serve him to be more careful."

Two female officials suddenly appeared out of nowhere. After bowing respectfully to Ji Shu, they silently guided Ji Shu.

Ji Shu: "..."

Suddenly I wanted to know where these palace maids and attendants were hiding.

The emperor can come forward as soon as he needs you. When the emperor doesn't need you, you can't even see his shadow.

Good guys, all of them are masters at concealing aura.

After Ji Shu left, the expression on Rong Xian's face softened, as if she had lost her popularity in an instant, like a jade carving of gods being enshrined in a shrine, as cold as a firework.

She wandered purposefully to the pavilion next to the rockery and sat down, looking at the distant sky, which was so empty and empty that it made people shudder.

"Aunt, aunt~" The young man's dissolute voice woke Rong Xian up.

She blinked, and the weird aura around her instantly faded away, her brows and eyes were smiling, gentle and approachable.

"It's Yu'er, come directly here." Rong Xian turned around and said to the person.

Rong Xian stood there dumbfounded, still remembering how his master was taken away by Qingbo when he was in Xiaoqianjie, and how he looked when he left Wuxin Cliff to find his master. At that time, the master's temperament was gentle and gentle, and his eyebrows were peaceful, but these could not hide the cold abyss in her eyes, as if if she was not careful, she would turn into chains and drag everything around her into the darkness.

After Master Hanxi disappeared, he was worried that his master would go to extremes after taking revenge, leaving him alone. Unexpectedly, things would change in this world.

Now, hundreds of years have passed, but Master seems to be the same as before, no, she has become more willful.

But she is also very willful and measured, never causing trouble that she can't deal with. People can't help but wonder if her willfulness is also fake.

Just now he saw the master sitting alone in the pavilion looking into the void. The rockery cast a shadow behind her. In a daze, he seemed to see a strange and sticky hole in the darkness that was about to drag everything in the world into the abyss. Then he couldn't control himself and woke up. Master.

Rong Yu lowered his eyes, but raised the corners of his mouth in a relaxed and naughty arc, and said in a rippling voice: "Oh, why is aunt sitting here alone? I heard that you have met an old friend, can Yu'er meet her?"

His big eyes stared at Rong Xian with obvious malicious intent.

Rong Xian couldn't help laughing and said: "You really want to meet him? That is my old friend. Although you have never met him, he is also your old friend to a certain extent."

Rong Yu was really interested now. He took three steps at a time and came to Rong Xian with his upper body lying directly on the table: "Aunt, who is it?"

Rong Xian said meaningfully: "Speaking of which, you should call him Master."

Rong Yu's curiosity was completely unbearable now, Master? His aunt is his teacher, and his master is his aunt's teacher. But as far as he knew, his aunt's teachers seemed to be gone.

Yes, it refers to Demon Lord Ji Shu, who was the previous Lord of Biyan Demon Prison.

He can barely match the Sword Emperor above.

If there really is an old friend who can be called a master...

Rong Yu couldn't suppress the darkness in his eyes, and his tone was extremely cold: "Ji Shu is resurrected?"

Seeing that his aunt did not deny it, the darkness in his eyes dissipated and he said in surprise: "Isn't that old guy dead a long time ago? Why did he suddenly pretend to be dead?"

Rong Xian was amused by his description. She laughed and said, "Yu'er, don't be ridiculous, use the honorific title for the teacher."

She controlled her emotions and said: "The teacher was indeed killed after he ascended to the Middle Thousand Realm. I don't know whether he faked his death or made some shady deal with Heaven before he was alive again. As long as you know, it doesn't matter. .”

Rong Yu: "...How could it not be important? Master, my master is here to find you now."

Could it be that he wanted to threaten his aunt, or had some plan?

She has very complicated emotions towards this master Rong Yu. She is grateful to him for saving her aunt back then, but also feels afraid of his power that has dominated the Wuxinya Demonic Path for countless years.

His aunt is the most powerful in his heart, and it is not easy for the master to hand over someone like his aunt.

Rong Yu is a typical thinking of everyone in the Demonic Way. Although the Demonic Cultivator also respects his teacher, he is obviously not sincere compared to the righteous way. Although there is no denying that there are demon masters and disciples who respect their masters and Taoism, a large part of it is a matter of face, and a part of the relationship is purely a mutual trap.

Although Rong Yu complained on his lips, he remembered Ji Shu firmly in his heart. He has been dead for so many years, why did he suddenly come back to life? Could it be that he wants his aunt to serve him as a disciple?

Rong Xian glanced at him and knew what he was thinking, but this was exactly what she wanted. Find something for Yu'er to do, so she won't follow Hao'er around all day long.

It also prevents Hao'er from turning around and inciting Yu'er to rebel after getting the news, and letting Yu'er stare at her to death.

Hey, as you gain more experience, you have to learn to prepare for a rainy day. The teacher comes at the right time.