Immortal Voices

Chapter 162: Akin

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A Qi said with a heavy face, "We can't get in."

Ningyue clenched her fist tightly, took a deep breath and said, "It's impossible for me to wait for Ningyue to die. Let's go back to the cave to rest first."

Even if there is no bargaining chip, she will never sit still.

She squeezed the little snake's body on her wrist and said, "Ajin, before you were disobedient, that's all. Now it's time for your life and death. If you don't obey discipline, I'll skin you and make soup."

Ah Jin shivered, pretending that he didn't understand anything.

Ningyue snorted coldly: "Aqi, go."

The two supported each other and walked quickly towards the previous cave.

At dawn the next day, Rong Xian got up and walked to the window.

Looking out through the window, the wind and snow were still raging, and there was no sign of stopping.

With such a heavy snow, it is difficult for some people to keep doing things.

Rong Xian turned around and walked out of the room. She saw Aunt Li and Feng Yan curled up beside the heated kang. A spiritual energy flickered from her fingertips, and the extinguished firewood started to burn again.

The temperature in the room gradually increased, and Aunt Li and Feng Yan's frowning brows also relaxed.

She glanced at Uncle Li and said in a low voice, "Sleeping for one night will exchange a life for the two."

As for protecting the lives of the villagers from Ningyue's threat, it was also due to her sudden ban, which was not a favor.

Her eyes fell on Feng Yan, she could feel that there was cause and effect between her and Feng Yan, and she would meet again in the future, and she disappeared from the room in a flash.

When Rong Xian appeared again, the person had already arrived on the snowy mountain.

The snowflakes fell gently, but whenever it fell on Rong Xian, it would be bounced off by an invisible force.

The white fox fur on her body seemed to be integrated with the snow, making her as if melted by crystal snowflakes.

Suddenly, Rong Xian raised her lips and smiled, stepped forward, and a person had appeared on the other side.

She held a small black and gold snake in her hand, ignoring its struggle, and said with a smile, "Xiaojin, long time no see."

Black Gold Snake stiffened, how could this tone be so familiar.

Rong Xian pinched lightly at its seven inches, and a danger flashed across her phoenix eyes: "What? It's only been a few years since I haven't seen you, and you don't know me anymore."

Breathe, breath the devil! !

The little black gold snake slapped its tail and pretended to be dead. He scolded its owner thousands of times in his heart. Didn't he say that the big devil was dead? Is what it sees now a ghost

Nowadays, finding a breeder is unreliable one by one, which will add chaos to it.

Rong Xian didn't know that the little snake had already despised Ningyue from the head to the foot, she looked at the little snake seriously, with a playful smile on the corner of her mouth: "I didn't expect you to be so miserable now, and you still eat human flesh. Yesterday, that person was also pitiful, with a stubborn body and a malnourished posture, you can even talk about it."

After a pause, Rong Xian said with a delicate expression: "Have you eaten those people who have been missing recently? When did you stop being picky eaters? Huh?"

The rising tail sound carried infinite danger, Ajin spat out his core and rubbed Rong Xian's finger pitifully, lest he would be killed by the big devil.

Ajin: After being stocked by Condensingyue, it has never eaten any good food again. Not to mention self-sufficiency, it has to be fed to Condensingyue. Who keeps who, who is the owner and who is the pet.

Ajin doesn't want to hunt at all, hunting makes the snake thin, it just wants to eat, drink, sell and sell cuteness, but Ningyue is a master who can't support the wall with mud, sooner or later pills!

It has to plan ahead and find a new owner for itself.

Ah Jin's mung bean-like eyes rolled around, his tail twitched, and flatteringly wrapped around Rong Xian's wrist.

Rong Xian frowned and pinched Ah Jin's hand slightly harder, and Ah Jin immediately began to play dead again.

Rong Xian lowered her eyes slightly, and her disgust was evident: "You were crawling on the ground before and eating human flesh, don't climb on me if you are dirty."

Ajin: Great devil, will you lose my creation if you do this? !

- Apparently Rong Xian never cared about it, otherwise she wouldn't throw it to Ningyue when she saw it for the first time.

She threw Ajin on the ground and said coldly, "I want to see Lengyue, lead the way."

Ah Jin hissed twice and didn't move, Rong Xian looked down at it, seeing that it felt guilty, and then said: "Stop howling, I don't understand what you are talking about, just lead the way, No conditions are allowed."

Akin: Don't you mean you don't understand? I don't understand how to know I'm talking about conditions.

With a flash of black light on its body, it instantly became much larger, and it honestly led the way for Rong Xian in front.

Rong Xian seemed to be delighted by its sense of humor, so Rong Xian explained kindly: "I don't understand what you said, but you are so stupid, you can see what you are thinking at a glance."

Akin: Haha!

It moved quickly like revenge, and tried to leave the big devil behind, but it obviously failed. Every time it turned back, the big devil looked as if he was coming to spring, and he casually caught up with it.

One person and one snake arrived at the habitat of Ningyue and A Qi in the blink of an eye. It is said that Ningyue stayed in Wuxin Cliff for so many years in vain.

Her glory and status all came from Rong Xian. When Rong Xian died, the magic prison disappeared, and no one of the magic cultivators listened to her. Yuewei, who she trained by herself, also made wedding clothes for her, and was chased and killed. For so many years, she didn't even have a confidant or friend. In the end, the only one who stayed by her side was the husband who accompanied her through life and death.

Rong Xian saw the cave from a distance, with a gentle smile on her lips, she said softly, "I found you, my little pet."

She walked slowly inside, not caring what the people inside felt about her.

In the cave, Ningyue immediately noticed that someone was approaching, but A Qi also sensed it during her breathing.

The two looked at each other, and Qi walked out of the cave knowingly.

When Rong Xian had just stepped into the cave, A Qi unexpectedly hit Rong Xian with her palm.

Rong Xian casually turned slightly to the side, stretched out her hand to gently brush the snowflakes that did not exist on the fox fur, and blocked A Qi's attack indifferently.

When Rong Xian turned around, A Qi saw the face of the person who came, and he exclaimed, "Rong Xian? Why is it you?"

In the past three years, it has been spread all over the world, saying that Rong Xian was dead, and the body was taken away by the magic cultivator.

But now that Rong Xian suddenly appeared and appeared in front of him, Rao Yi's mind couldn't help but be shocked.

Ningyue thought that the person who came here would be killed in the palm of A Qi's hands in an instant, but he didn't expect that no one would die. This person was still an acquaintance of A Qi, but the name Rong Xian sounded familiar.

Rong Xian looked at him softly with her brows and eyes, and then smiled lightly, like a cold plum blossoming in the snow, pale like a flake of snow, and pure and heart-warming: "Aqi, long time no see."

Rong Xian: Old friends meet, but I have a premonition that they will not like to see my (Д)ノ

(End of this chapter)