Immortal Voices

After the instrument spirit disappeared, Rong Xian looked at the quietly standing stone monument, reached out and slammed it, and a sharp and cold sword spirit appeared in the space with majesty.

Rong Xian let his hands loose, looked up at the Jianqi floating in the air, and was surprised: “I actually have my own consciousness.”

Jian Qi turned into a human face without a face. He nodded slightly towards Rong Xian, and an unclear voice sounded in Rong Xian’s mind.

“You are the designated little master of the Lord.” Jian Qi asked.

Its voice is somewhat similar to that of the sword emperor, but with its cold-hard texture and ignorance of human nature.

Rong Xian’s mouth slightly tilted, and he answered the question: “How do you have your own consciousness?”

A ray of sword gas has consciousness, and this opportunity is not small.

Jian Qi said with a bit of embarrassment: “I wandered in the small world, waiting for the arrival of this little master to complete the task given by the master, and accidentally became associated with a girl. I could have my own consciousness because of her.”

Jian Qi paused, frustrated, “The girl died unjustly. I exhausted my strength to reverse the time and space and wanted to change her destiny, but I didn’t want the fate to be impossible to change at all. Time and space reversed, she was just a shell.

Jianqi stood still, and said solemnly: “Little master, her wish is to protect her father and brother. I can only ask the little master to go once to fulfill her last wish.”

It didn’t say anything, and there wasn’t any humbleness between the lines.

It is the sword spirit of the sword emperor, with the pride and honor of the sword spirit.

Being able to say ‘please’ is enough to show what it means.

“Reversing time and space, fate back, before I dissipate, I will give you the world coordinates of the message left by the Lord to you, everything is bothering the little master.” Jian Qi said, his shape shook and turned into a six-man symbol It was printed on a wooden badge on Rong Xian’s hairpin.

Rong Xian slowly reached out and touched the bun, saying meaningfully: “The little guy is sensible.”

Didn’t leave it on her, otherwise she would really pull out this rune shred.

The sky is silent, and the cubs are getting more and more trembling.

Rong Xian’s gaze fell on the stone monument in front of him, and he waved his sleeves, and a door of space opened. Rong Xian’s figure flickered into the gate.

When Rong Xian opened her eyes again, she was lying in the hospital.

She noticed that someone around her didn’t open her eyes, but took the opportunity to consult the information left by Xia Qi.

The girl she was holding this time was only 13 years old this year. She was just in second grade and was an orphan. This time she suddenly passed out and was also hungry.

Rong Xian: “…”

Well, ignore this notch a bit too much, Rong Xian keep watching.

The girl’s name was Gu Ziyi, and her surname followed the surname of the orphanage dean. She changed her name after she knew it.

She hopes that she can be as perfect and enviable as the girls in the Book of Songs.

Gu Ziyu has always been in a bad health, and she was hungry because she ran out and wanted to find a job to earn some tuition and make herself easier. As a result, she failed to find a job and fell down by herself.

Rong Xian rolled her eyes in her heart, but because of this fainting, Gu Zixu’s fate changed completely.

Her dad, Bai Zhuo, was also hospitalized seriously. When her third brother came to visit his father, he accidentally glanced into the ward, and found that she looked like his dad, and had some doubts in his heart, so he secretly took away Gu Zi’s hair Do a paternity test.

After the results came out, there was no accident that the Bai family had a little princess.

If this is the case, Gu Zixu will live happily, and there will be no tragic fate as Jian Qi said.

But this world is not simple. This country has a dragon group. All members of the dragon group have abilities. Their task is to fight against uncontrolled abilities in the country and maintain the stability of the country.

Unfortunately, the Bai family has abilities, and they are all members of the Dragon group, except Gu Zixuan.

The mischievous man managed to catch the Bai family’s weakness, which was a work of Jinger.

How can Gu Ziyu protect a little girl?

She was hypnotized by the psionicist who had sent her to the hospital, and would have killed her father and brother who had never been fortified, and she would have died tragically in the hands of those people.

She was unwilling to die, it was nothing that she died, but her family has always been so distressed, how could this make her reconciled.

But she couldn’t help it, she was dead.

Even if Jian Qi sensed her resentment before she died, it would be useless to reverse the time for her.

When a person dies, they really die.

Rong Xian sent an unknown emotion in her heart: “Oh-“

The world is very interesting, but now she only needs to make a beauty vase and protect the Bai family when needed.

Thinking of this, Rong Xian’s eyes moved, and it was no accident that the guardian at the bed took a light breath.

The young man is elegant and gentle, sitting quietly with a book, giving the illusion of good years.

But those who were killed by his black hands knew that this man was white and black.

It is also because his image is the easiest to let people relax and feel good about themselves. This is why several other members of the Bai family have been entrusted with the heavy task of telling their little sister the truth of his life.

Bai Zhe secretly scolded some seduced dad and several other brothers, staring intently at the pale and cute **** the hospital bed. This is his little sister, an ordinary person, Bai Zhemei A touch of pity.

Rong Xian opened her eyes and saw a strange man sitting next to her. She breathed tightly, her hands subconsciously pulled into the sheets, and stuttered, “You, who are you?”

She seemed to be scared, her eyes widened slightly, like a frightened kitten, cute and pathetic.

Bai Zhe’s expression slowed, and he said in a voice that could make him goosebumps, “Don’t be afraid, I’m your loved one.”

This comfort is even more overwhelming.

Fortunately, Bai Zhe realized his problem, he coughed, and put his hands behind his back.

A delicate rose that was still blooming in the garden seemed to be broken by one hand and disappeared.

Reappeared, but in the hands of Bai Zhe.

With a gentle smile, he held the flower in front of Rong Xian and said, “It’s beautiful now, do you like it?”

The fright in Rong Xian’s eyes was replaced by curiosity. She twisted her body and stretched her neck to look behind the young man, wondering if he was hiding a flowerpot behind him.

Bai Zheqiang held back his smile, pretending to be sad: “Does Zi Zi dislike? If Zi Zi dislikes …”

“Like,” Rong Xian said quickly, reaching out eagerly to take the rose in Bai Zhe’s hand.

She sniffed on the tip of her nose, a big smile appeared on her face, and she was not so alert to Bai Zhe.

Bai Zhe’s heart laughed, and it turned out to be a child, so coquettish.

Then he was deeply worried again, what to do if his sister was so coaxed and cheated.

Bai Zhe was worried.