Immortal Voices Chapter 865: Why
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The female emperor of the Eastern Jin Dynasty heard Rong Xian’s consent, and stood there waiting for a long time without waiting for anyone.
She raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically: “Why is Emperor Xu not showing up yet, is he afraid?”
Above the void, the Qi Luck Golden Dragon leisurely swings its tail, and the two communicate with each other without obstacles across layers of space.
Golden Dragon said lightly: “Hangjun took the initiative to invite you to fight. Of course, you are here. Don’t worry, I will do it for you.”
After listening to Jia Shiqi and the prince, her face turned pale.
The Qiyun force who went to Rongguo was responsible for Emperor Xu, what about the one who came back?
No, I haven’t come back.
In the final battle of the national destiny, Emperor Xu will not let the enemy have the slightest hope of survival.
Chopping weeds and roots is the most common.
Anyone in the Eastern Jin Dynasty can live, only the royal blood must not be kept.
Once the royal blood remains, the old people of the Eastern Jin Dynasty will think that the old master will not return.
The prince’s slightly green face became resolute in this day-to-day war, but it was a pity that he grew too slowly.
There was once a female emperor who sheltered him from the wind and rain. He has always been a child who has not grown up.
But this does not prevent him from thinking about his biological mother and willing to go to Huangquan with her.
Sima Hengjun’s face flashed with anger, and finally he froze in helplessness and sorrow.
She flashed and turned into a water-colored phoenix and headed towards Qianjing.
Qian Jing, Rong Xian, the incarnation of the golden dragon of luck, sprang from the sea of clouds and flew to the depths of the clouds to meet with Sima Hengjun.
There was no extra sentence between the two, and the fight started directly.
Sima Hengjun bet on all the national fortunes and fought Rong Xian.
Rong Xian didn’t want to waste time, her eyes closed slightly, and there were traces of Tao engraved there.
The eyes are no longer pretending to be gentle and clear, but mysterious and dangerous, running around the stars, running through the hateful destiny, and people will fall into it at the first glance.
The result of getting stuck in it is death.
When the powerful attack of the colorless phoenix came, an upright long sword stood in front of Rong Xian.
The huge sword inherits the world, the sword body is radiant, and is engraved with complicated grain patterns. On the hilt, there is a simple ‘kun’ with profound vicissitudes of life, with a profound sense of history and the power of prayer of the people.
Colorless Phoenix’s bright eyes were full of solemnity, “The Sword of Sheji! Emperor Xu, you have the ability to practice the sword of Sheji.”
All the attacks towards Rong Xian were blocked by the sword of Sheji, and Rong Xian was unscathed.
Hearing Sima Hun’s words, Rong Xian poked a head out from behind the sword of Sheji, and smiled: “Thank you for the praise, but now the occasion is wrong, I won’t be with you for a long time, in the next life. Let’s talk again.”
The whole body of Sima Hengjun became tyrannical, and the servant of Emperor Xu shut up if he couldn’t speak!
The phoenix rushed forward and confronted the sword of Sheji.
Above the void, the strong men cast their gazes, calmly watching the battle that had already determined the ending.
In the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the palace was breached after Sima Hengjun left, and the leader was Tai Fu Jiangjin.
Behind Jiang Jin, several traitors stood respectfully, and occasionally looked at Jiang Jin in awe.
“Tao Fu…” the little prince called blankly.
Jiang Jin smiled slightly, the elegance is still the same, but a bit more reckless than before: “The prince was here before, but it saves the minister the time to go to the East Palace.”
The prince asked blankly: “Why?”
Why betray the loneliness, betray your colleagues, betray the Kingdom of Jin.
Tao Fu Mingming is so gentle and patient, treats him so well, is a teacher and is like a father.
He once thought secretly, maybe it was just his father.
Unexpectedly, one day he would face the Taifu sword and stand opposite each other.
Jiang Jin understood what he meant, and he still said in a good voice: “Destroying the Eastern Jin Dynasty is my only mission.”
The prince closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: “You are from Emperor Xu.”
His tone was very positive, Jiang Jin was noncommittal, but he didn’t mean to deny it.
The prince screamed: “What did Emperor Xu give you to make you follow him so desperately? Is the lone and mother emperor bad for you? Why is the teacher so cruel?”
Jiang Jin glanced at Jia Shiqi, who was subconsciously blocking the prince to prevent him from doing anything, and said with a complicated expression: “Prince, I am the Emperor Xu.”
The prince turned pale.
Jiang Jin stopped talking nonsense with them, waved behind him, Liu Ying, who was pretending to be his wife, appeared in front of him in a white dress embroidered with moonlight grass.
“My lord, please tell me.” Liu Ying said respectfully.
Jiang Jin was silent for a moment, shook his head with a smile, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: “Fan Dongjin imperial bloodline, kill without mercy.”
“Yes, my lord.” Liu Ying responded.
She slapped her palm lightly, and for several days, the film and television palace of Yuewei’s body was like no one, breaking in at will, killing people wantonly.
The prince’s eyes were red, and tears flowed down.
Brother Big Emperor, Sister Two Emperors, Sister Three Emperors, Brother of Three Emperors, Four Emperors…
The prince suddenly drew out the sword placed on his waist and slashed towards Jiang Jin.
Jiang Jin turned around and avoided the long sword, tapping his fingertips on the blade lightly, and the long sword of the prince treasure turned into fragments and fell to the ground.
The prince was stunned in place, his eyes were absent: “Your cultivation base is not so high, you deceived everyone, liar, liar…”
Jiang Jin held a piece of long sword fragment in his hand. He looked at the prince’s desperate and sad expression, lowered his eyes slightly, and swung his sleeves towards the prince without any wandering.
The fragment of the sword in his hand turned into a sharp blade and pierced the prince’s throat, severing his soul.
“His Royal Highness?!” Jia Shiqi was still entangled by Yuewei. Seeing that the prince had an accident, she slammed into Yuewei and ran towards the prince frantically.
Yuewei covered her face, her eyes were cold without any emotion.
She threw the sword away, and the long sword pierced Jia Shiqi’s body, stopping her footsteps.
“Prince…His Royal Highness…” Jia Shiqi looked at the prince who had fallen to the ground and fell to the ground with a weak leg, losing her vitality.
Sima Hengjun, who was fighting Rong Xian, felt what she felt through her fortune. She roared with red eyes: “Di Xu, actually killed my son.”
Rong Xian forced people back with a palm, and said in amazement: “Why are you so surprised? I never promised you that as long as you and I can make an appointment, I don’t understand the Eastern Jin Dynasty.”
“The battle between us is not over.” Sima Hengjun’s temperament gradually transitioned from calm to crazy.
Rong Xian seemed to be totally unaware, and she said straightforwardly and boldly: “Hangjun, this is a bad idea. After all, you just invited me to a duel, but you didn’t say anything to avoid the fight.”
She also felt that Sima Hengjun was not angry enough, and added: “If you are very strong and beat me back, Prince Jin will survive the moment you win, maybe he won’t die. “
Rong Xian’s brows and eyes were lightly sad, and he sighed: “It’s a pity, his life is not good. All this happened is just a destiny.”
Her tone is as if facing a scumbag, hating iron and steel and cold: “This lady, your son is so handsome in this suit.”