Immortal Voices

The green car came quickly outside Ganjing. At this time, the imperial city of Ganjing was full of vegetarians, and Liu Fengchang was too busy.

He must not only prepare for the national funeral, but also prepare for the new emperor's ascension ceremony.

"Yin ~"

When a crisp green bark croaked, the tinkling bell drew closer and closer.

At the same time, the entire palace suddenly made a sound of Zhong Rong, with the imperial city as the center and spreading in all directions.

Liu Fengchang's face was a joy, a green car, welcoming the Lord, this is the return of Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

In the royal palace, the guardian captain Yue Yueshan also had a happy face on his face. He straightened his body and shouted, "His Royal Highness is returning, and the generals welcome you."

All the embargoes stood on their posts, and they knelt down neatly and orderly.

"We respect your Royal Highness," the crowd shouted in unison.

Outside the palace, the Minister of Civil Affairs and Military, under the leadership of Prime Minister Ye Xixiang and Doctor Yu Shi, bowed in unison and said, "The ministers and their respectfully welcome back to His Royal Highness."

The sky above the palace was filled with luck. As the emperor crashed and the dragon's body collapsed, the golden dragon reunited his body. The majestic body roared loudly, "Ang ~~"

Long Yin's voice was endless, louder than louder, each full of joy and joy.

All the people in the imperial city growled and shouted in joy: "I'll wait for the return of the princeess."

The green car stopped in mid-air, and Su Xuan and his party landed on the ground for the first time.

After the forbidden army was returned to Yue Tongshan, Su Xuan and Bai Shi stood among the civil and military officials, and said in unison toward the sky: "The courtesy welcomes His Highness back."

The green cymbal sang and landed on the ground.

Rong Xian reached out to open the curtain, and glanced down at the excited face below, her mouth slightly raised.

Opening the curtain, she stepped out slowly.

At this time, Rong Xian was more distinguished in a purple skirt covered with silver yarn. Lifting the jaw slightly, proud and proud, it is a kind of luxurious decoration.

When she looked at the people, it was clear like the sky, but she could see the changes of the mountains and rivers, and the stars were moving.

"No courtesy." Her tone was soft and windy, and the slightly curved corners of her mouth were warm and gentle.

With the blessing of dragon spirit, this sound that should have dissipated in the wind let everyone hear it clearly.

"His Royal Highness," the crowd shouted in unison, then stood up.

The unified and orderly voice carried a magnificent power only found in the military. Rong Xian felt that whether Rong Guo is a people or a monk, no matter how old or young, as long as he takes up a weapon, he will defend his country. Soldiers.

This is the state dynasty, an organization completely different from the secular sect.

Watching so many people kneeling on the ground in a surrendering posture, looking up to look at the bright sunlight, no matter how firm Rong Xian's heart, they have developed a kind of arrogance and ambition.

That is the authority of King Mo Fei under the heavens, and the shore of Mo Fei.

That is the absolute power and supreme majesty of Jinkouyuyan, speaking out.

That belongs to the king's world, not just people, no matter what in the world is qualified to see Wang Xi, even if only to admire the glory of the king.

"This is the world that controls the sentient beings." Rong Xian whispered softly, the corners of her mouth raised a slight arc, but the eyes that were supposed to be clear now could not reveal a trace of light, unfathomable and elusive. through.

After the ministers welcomed the Lord, Ye Wenchun reached out and took out a roll of imperial edict. Even if the imperial edict was not opened, the faint sword spirit inside was still compelling.

That is the sword qi that belongs to Emperor Rong.

That was the shock and power of the Emperor in the sword.

"The imperial concubine Rongya listened to the decree." Ye Wenchun stood high with both hands holding the decree, her voice was loud.

Everyone around them knelt down and listened respectfully to the hadith.

Rong Xian also knelt down respectfully, she always admired the sword emperor, and the inheritance of the sword emperor was also passed on to her. In a sense, the sword emperor was her mentor.

The content of the imperial decree was not carefully listened to. The content was polished by the minister. She only noticed the last sentence: "... the emperor daughter is elegant and broad-minded and can be trusted by six feet. Its Take Wen Chun and teacher as the master ... "

"Billing the world, Xianxian heard it. That's it!"

The voice fell, and the imperial edict issued a dazzling Jinmang. One by one, the characters exuding swords were forming announcements in the air, flying to the seventy-two counties under the call of the golden dragon of each county.

In the deep, there was a grand voice reading the decree in unison in these 72 counties, so that everyone could hear it.

Zhao Guo, Emperor Ying Ping smashed the cup in his hands and broke out.

Voice spread throughout the continent, blessed by the voice of the Cause.

Which sage came up with a long face for Rongguo, hateful!

In Bei Zhao's territory, Rong Yu loosened her hand around the neck of the woman. When he let go, the woman turned into a dead bone.

Rong Yu moved his body, and a strong momentum rose on her body.

The Sixth Peak of Renxian!

In a short period of time, his cultivation was promoted from the triple peak of Renxian to the sixth peak of Renxian, and he gave Su Xuan the words: Peony is not that fast.

After stabilizing his cultivation, Rong Yu's gaze looked towards Nan Rong, his gaze was excited and eager.

Master is on the throne!

For the first time, Bu Jinzhao and Qi Xing, who were protecting Rong Yu, ignored Rong Yu's strange speed of ascent, and stared straight at Rong Guo.

After going through a lot of twists and turns, the crown prince finally returned to Rongguo and stepped onto the dominion.

Rong Guo, the imperial decree, Ye Wenchun knelt down first. He held the imperial decree with both hands and shouted respectfully: "My lord, long live, long live.

"Long live my lord, live long live!" The embargo and the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs also worshiped and shouted in unison.

"Long live my emperor, live long live!" All the people of the imperial capital also worshiped consciously.

"Ang ~" above the palace, Qi Yun, the dragon of Qi Yun in the sea of ​​Yun Yun, roared to the sky, his body cracked.

The next moment they reunited inside Rong Xian, the reunited Jinlong became more agile. It drilled out of Rong Xian's body and made a long beep, and the sound rushed to all the cities of Rong Guo in an instant.

Taimiao burst out of luck, guarding the Jinlong County in seventy-two counties.

Everyone who heard this voice looked subconsciously towards the direction of the imperial capital. Only the golden luck that covers the sky and the golden dragon that was majestic and powerful were in sight, and everyone's faces were full of excitement.

It's the new emperor! Rongguo Xinhuang!

"Long live my lord, live long live." Everyone cheered.

"Ang!" Long Yin sounded above his head, and the body of the golden dragon was shrouded in the sky, and the sun was sprinkled on the lifelike scales, and each piece seemed to emit the light of God.

Jinlong saw the cloud of luck that had reunited since the emperor's collapse, and happily tumbling in the cloud, his voice was full of joy and joy.

It ‘ang’ with a long groan, carrying a roll of something exuding coercion.

"Feng Shenbang!" Yu Su said in surprise.

"Look at Dragon Claw," Lieutenant Tian exclaimed.

Then everyone noticed that the dragon's claws were holding things.

"That's, Da Rong Yu Xi." Liu Fengchang called almost gaffe.