Immortal Voices

The uninvited guest first carefully looked at the sinking long stay, which was full of unwillingness to say: “I did not expect a remnant of the Yu ethnic group, and after years of being in the Holy Mountain, I also have such an immortal posture.”

Shen Jiuyu’s pupils shrank sharply. He was extremely familiar with the word Yu, who would appear in his mind every month when he suffered the pain of biting the heart, as well as the call in his dream …

As Shen Jiu stayed out of God, a dark mist drifted by. When Shen Jiu Liu looked up, the man in black had disappeared.

“Live.” His voice dropped, and several streams of light chased in the direction of the black mist.

Shen Jiu stayed in place for a long time, until his subordinates returned empty-handed.

Looking at the blood on the ground, a flash of unpredictable emotion flashed in his eyes.

Everyone came after the holy mountain, and it seems that there is something on his body that can make those people moth fire.

“Long stay, stay long, you’re okay.” I heard that Shen long stayed assassinated, and Suzuran dropped things in his hand and rushed forward.

Seeing a puddle of blood on the ground, she asked fluently: “Long stay, where did you get hurt, tell me where you got hurt?”

She was helpless and came forward and touched Shen Jiurui’s body, lest she had any scars on her body.

Shen Jiuliu stepped back, his eyes remembered as cold as ever: “Sister needn’t panic, I’m fine, these bloodstains are those of the assassin.”

Seeing the younger brother hiding from himself, Suzuran’s eyes were a little sad, but she was happy when she heard that the younger brother was not injured. “The younger brother is fine.”

She said angrily: “I don’t know who it is, but dare to break into Xianzong to assassinate you, I told Grandpa that Grandpa must catch that person.”

Shen Jiuluo was silent for a moment, and said softly, “Sister, I decided to leave the holy mountain.”

Suzuran Ichigo: “Leaving the holy mountain? Why isn’t it good here?”

Shen Jiuluu stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the layers of waves rolled by the sea breeze.

When Suzuran thought she couldn’t answer, Shen Jiuyu’s soft voice came: “The holy mountain is good, but I have no regrets and can’t stay here forever.”

Today, the assassin ’s phrase “Yu Clan Remains” keeps him in his throat. If he is really a member of the Yu clan, does it mean that all other people are no longer in the world?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiuliu felt heartbreaking: “Sister, I must leave here to find out my life and find out the past I have forgotten.”

Looking at his firm look, Suzuran knew she couldn’t stop, and she said to Shen Jiu, “I’ll leave with you.”

Shen Jiuliu directly refused: “Sister, this is my personal matter, I want to solve it by myself. Moreover, the elder and the master will not let you leave the holy mountain.”

“Then we will be married when you return.” Suzuran said with courage.

Shen Jiuliu looked at the nervousness in her eyes without any softness, and her eyes were cool and cold: “Sister, you know, I have never thought about feelings.”

Suzuran heard that he once again refused to himself, and almost cried when he sucked his nose. After waiting for a long time, he said, “After you come back, think about me first.”

Shen Jiuliu took the sword and turned away: “Sister, I can’t promise you anything, let it go.”

Looking at the back of Shen Jiu Liu leaving, Suzuran finally could not help but cry in place: “Shen Jiu Liu, do you know I have always liked you, I like you.”

Shen Jiuliu heard her crying, she didn’t look half moved, and left without stopping.

Feelings ca n’t be compelled. If you do n’t love, you do n’t love, there is no heart, no pity, so you do n’t need to think about it.

He looked lonely towards the suzerain’s retreat. Since he was leaving, he still had to sue the master.

When he came to the cave, he knelt down and his cold voice was a bit sad: “Master, the disciples want to leave the holy mountain. The disciples can’t stand the horror of the nightmare, and want to know the forgotten past What exactly is it. “

The sorrow and sorrow in the dream, the hot blood that made him feel so painful, and the sound of ‘Yu Xiu’ made him hard to forget.

“I want to know where all those I love and those who love me go.”

Is anyone surviving like him, or struggling somewhere he doesn’t know.

“They tried to keep me alive, but I forgot them all.”

How sad no one in this world remembers them.

“Master, I don’t want to live like this unknowingly.”

After a long time, Shen Xi’s voice came out of the cave: “Go, I’ll come back to you after I have resolved your business.”

Shen Jiu’s face was a joy: “Yes, thank you Master.”

Qing Bo was thrown directly onto the flat boat at sea with his neck held up. The man said disdain, “It’s a waste, a few hundred years old, and even a child in his early twenties can’t beat him.”

Qingbo’s face turned red, but he also knew that the people in front could not afford it, barely squeezed out a laugh, and said, “It was a misjudgment of the next judgement. I knew early on that the cultivation of Yu’s sin was promoted so quickly, and he would never be so impulsive. Act. “

Who would have thought that Yu Yin was so talented that no wonder Xianzongzong mainly accepted him as an apprentice.

The man sneered: “If it weren’t for Xianzong, I would n’t be able to wait for the magic repair to come forward. Why would you use your waste? If you ca n’t catch anyone, you ’ll be scared and scared. It would almost make me run into my unintentional cliff.”

Qingbo was reprimanded as a grandson, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction. The man looked at him with no enthusiasm, and waved boringly: “Okay, you go, His Holiness will wipe out your tail.” “

Qing Er stepped forward and helped Qingbo to get on board. Aura surged, and the flat boat disappeared into the sea soon.

The day after Qingbo left, Shen Jiuliu bid farewell to the holy mountain crowd and left with the sword.

On the top of the cliff, Suzuran watched Jianguang cross the sky. There was an inexplicable illusion that she would never return. She folded her hands and murmured, “Shen Jiu Liu, I am waiting for you in the holy mountain, waiting for you.”

Wuxinya, after condensing the news that Shen Jiuliu left, she suddenly jumped up in surprise. This is really a godsend.

Without Xianzong’s asylum, a little baby hasn’t yet arrived.

She immediately sent a message to Qingbo, and sent her confidant to leave the holy mountain to Ziwei City to assist Qingbo to obtain the essence of the sword emperor.

Yes, only help.

Above the sacred mountain, if the magic repair is just out of the mountain, but if it is shot, not only will the demon prison be suppressed, Xianzong will have a corresponding person out of the mountain to prevent the evil repair from harming the world.

No matter how conceited, Ning Yueyue didn’t dare to do so. If she brazenly allowed her to work outside, Shen Xi might appear in front of her the next moment.

Although she calculated that she would respect the Lord, Ning Yueyue knew she had a few pounds and a few liang. She would never dare to face Shen Xizhen directly.