Immortal Voices

Rong Xian said with a smile: "Yu Xiu, this stone is so beautiful, I will definitely protect it."

Yu Xiu flushed, subconsciously pinched the purse, and unexpectedly found something in the purse.

He dug in and out, and finally pulled out two little people.

Yu Xiu's eyes widened sharply: "... Xiao, Xiao Xian, is this, is this us?"

Such a delicate doll made him put it down.

Rong Xian nodded: "Well, it's us."

She pointed at Yu Xiu's little stone man and said, "This is a gift for you."

He pointed to the little stone man who looked like him, and touched his nose awkwardly, and said, "I gave myself to you. Do you want to protect me?"

The medicine stone was cut apart to be able to carve two dolls. She subconsciously engraved one, too, and she should coax the child.

Anyway, there is a ban on both dolls. No matter where Yu Xiu is, she can feel it. This ban can also protect the medicine stone doll.

She likes to keep things in hand. In case she does not get the essence of the sword emperor, as the chief of the Yu clan, Yu Xiu is more useful.

Yu Xiu didn't know Rong Xian's careful thinking, but solemnly promised: "You can rest assured that I will protect you, and no one can hurt you."

He carefully put the two little men into the purses, hung them close to each other, with a brilliant smile on his face.

"Xiao Xian, did you do this?" Yu Xiu asked curiously.

Rong Xian smiled, and said without a blink, "I did it. I started to do it from the day I woke up. It's been a month. I thought I would give it to you when you were born. I gave it to you as a gift today. "

Yu Xiu's mouth grinned even wider: "It's okay, it's okay. When I'm born, you give me a gift, and I'll take two copies."

Having said that, he asked again, "Xiao Xian, when is your birthday?"

Rong Xian froze for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't remember."

She hasn't had her birthday since she became the demon master. For thousands of years, she has forgotten the date of her birthday.

Yu Xiu thought about it and said excitedly, "Let's go together later."

Rong Xian held the stone on his wrist, and the corners of his mouth slightly tilted: "Okay."

After receiving the gift from Xiaoxian, Yu Xiu was always very excited. For a few days, he showed his little stone person to the people in the village, and he was only allowed to touch it. The proud little appearance made Rong Xian tolerate Stop laughing.

"He is very happy." Cai Yi said with relief.

Rong Xian poked at the small stone on her wrist, smiled slightly, and said nicely, "I'm very happy too."

She has successfully stayed, and has gained the trust of the Yu clan, and soon she will be able to get the essence of the sword emperor.

The girl with a warm smile and a quiet eyebrow looked at the little boy in the distance, sighing in her heart.

This child is really good to her. She sees it better than anyone else, and she is learning to give back.

It is undeniable that during this month, she was unable to extricate herself from this pleasure.

just--

The girl's eyes scratched with a sense of indifference, not knowing how long the goodwill could last. The human heart is the most complicated thing, and human nature is also the most fickle. If you lose it after you get it ...

"Xiao Xian, your father praised you just now. He also said that the doll you carved looks good." The child ran over panting, glanced at the clothes, and said with a small show off, as if the person being praised was him .

Caiyi: She doesn't understand very well, this little guy Yu Xiu is showing off to her.

The coldness in Rong Xian's eyes dissipated, her eyes turned into a crescent, her voice surprised and happy: "Really? The patriarch praised me?"

Yu Xiu nodded affirmatively: "It's true, I'll tell you quietly, Dad also secretly learned you to carve, but he didn't look good and was ugly."

Rong Xian smiled amusedly at his disapproved expression: "If the patriarch knows you say this, he must have hit your **** again."

Rong Xian thought about it, walked to Caiyi's pharmacy, and found a bamboo flute that had been idle for a long time.

"Xiao Xian, why are you looking for a flute? Can you blow? Only aunt Caiyi in the village can blow alone." Yu Xiu said curiously.

Cai Yi looked at it with a smile, without any intention to stop it.

After Rong Xian wiped the bamboo flute and tried the sound, he said, "Yu Xiu, I'll play a song for you."

Yu Xiu repeatedly nodded, sitting on the side of the rock with one buttock, and his full preparation sounded.

Rong Xian frowned, and the bamboo flute sounded like a cheerful ballad.

Flowing water, birds humming, dragonflies light water, rain hits bananas.

Faintly, as if there were weeping children being coquettish, and children crying, telling the hard work of martial arts.

The flute sounded bright and cheerful, with a bit of mystery, as if a few children were playing hide-and-seek, did you hide it? One two three four five ...

Flute stopped, Yu Xiu ran to Rong Xian like a puppy: "Xiao Xian, you are so good. What is the name of this song?"

Rong Xian raised an eyebrow and said, "Call a puck, do you like it?"

Yu Xiu's head slumped: "The tunes are good, but the names are not good, and I am not a naughty boy."

Rong Xian laughed softly, touching the child's dog's head, and groaned with a smile: "It can only be called a puck."

Yu Xiu's eyes turned, and his eyes babbled, "You can call the urchins, but you must blow them again."

Rong Xian couldn't help laughing and crying, but he picked up the flute and blew again.

Inside the sword mound, a huge stone sword was erected to support the entire cave.

In the center of the stone sword, runes imprisoned a transparent jade bottle, and a drop of red blood floated in the bottle.

At this time, the sword mound has been shaking, worse than once.

Patriarch Yu Qing drew his hands and quickly hit the stone sword. After a long time, the shaking finally stopped.

Behind him, the old woman put her fingers together and shot a sword gas on the stone sword, completely stabilizing the stone sword.

"Matriarch, what's going on recently, the sword emperor's blood seems to be more restless than once." The old lady asked in a deep voice.

The head of the Yu Qing clan was gloomy, and the eyes were full of haze: "I don't know much about this, but I must find the root cause to solve it as soon as possible, otherwise the essence and blood will leave Shiqiaoyu, and my Yu clan guards will fail.

But before he found the source, the accident happened.

Early the next morning, the entire Shiqiaoyu was boiling.

When Rong Xian and Yu Xiu rushed past, they discovered that the waterfalls on all sides were actually flowing with red water, and the thick **** smell was particularly pungent.

The word "blood sacrifice" suddenly flashed in his head, and Rong Xian's eyes sank, and someone started to deal with Shiqiao.

"Xiaoxian, what's going on, how did the waterfall's water turn red?" Yu Xiu asked, understanding that the eyebrows were full of uneasiness and uneasiness. Although he was young, he realized that something bad was going on. It happened in the village.

Rong Xian pursed her lips, all kinds of thoughts in her head turned sharply, and she calmly said, "I don't know."