The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 237, the king also likes it!

"Yes! This king also likes it!" The night is clear and clear, and speaks loudly.

"Can the prince just..." Ting Yue suddenly looked at the night Junqing.

"This king just said something wrong! Now I can't correct it!" The night Junqing talked to the inner room, and the time spent together, the night Junqing had already figured out Yao Mozhen's temper, for 倔Oh, you can only do it.

"Ting Yue, go to the Prince of Sue to prepare a table for dinner." When the night Jun Qing language closed, a cool voice came out from the interior.

The next day, when the night Junqing brought the dust to his face, Yao Mozhen had some regrets, and the black eyes that were beaten were not like the dusty fairy.

Even so, Yao Mozhen still left the dust in the Guanyin Palace for a whole night.

In the royal study room, the night red game gaze at the Qinglong before the case.

"No news yet?"

"Returning to the emperor, the subordinates secretly sent people to investigate everything about the mysterious country, but the rewards were all obtained." Qinglong reported it.

"Additional personnel, be sure to unveil the veil of this mysterious country, stumbled to see, in addition to Qi, hey, who dares to hoard iron ore... cough..." Night When the game was indignant, suddenly coughed.

"The emperor, do you want to pass the doctor?" Qinglong worried.

"No, you go on." When the night glory waved back the Qinglong, Anshanshan Xiaodui ran out from the door.

"The emperor of the emperor, the long road is waiting outside, saying that there is something to be told to the emperor." The sharp voice reveals the taste of gloating, and Anshanshan respectfully leans over.

“Dust? What is the dust?” The night game is leaning against the dragon chair, and the voice is weak.

"The emperor forgot? It was the head of the emperor who was heavy when he was in the throne. He had secretly helped the two emperors before..." Anshanshan carefully reminded him.

"It's him! He dared to show the view of the wind? Isn't he afraid of slashing his head! Let him come in!" The night hunter heard the sound and looked angry. Anshanshan will be the reaction to the master, and he can't wait to get out of the royal study.

Under the steps, the length of the robes of the robes was erect, and a few silver-white rivers slanted past the forehead, and the autumn wind blew through, and the robe of the waves rolled up to bring a calm and vicissitudes of life, and a handsome look. There is quite a feeling of riding the wind.

"It's dusty, look at the love of the same door, the family reminds you that when the five dragons took you to the wrong treasure, you can offend a lot of people, one of them is the ninety-five supreme sitting inside, miscellaneous You may still be able to save a life if you leave now." Anshanshan shakes the dust and walks to the dusty front, and his eyes are full of ridicule and embarrassment.

"Before the words are not delivered, if the brothers can say this kind of heartfelt words, the dust must be grateful to zero, now..." The cold eyes glared at the Anshan, and the corners of the lips smacked a cold arc.

"Well, since you want to find death, the brothers can't stop, please, the emperor is waiting for you!" Anshanshan smashed the dust, habitually bent over and reached out.

"Senior brothers have been eunuchs for a long time, and even forget the posture of normal walking? That dust teaches you, optimistic!" The dust rises up, the waist is lifted, and the big step is toward the royal study.

"It's dusty, you don't like it. If you dare to have a clear view of the wind, the miscellaneous family will have the ability to let you come back!" Looking at the dusty and light, walking into the royal study room, Anshanshan also tried to straighten up the waist, thinking When I started, I forgot where to go first.

In the royal study room, the night game is sitting in danger, and the eyes are like a pool.

"The poor road sees the emperor, I hope that my emperor will live long live, long-lived." Standing in front of the dragon case, the slap in the face, the face is calm and watery.

"Wu Huang? If you remember correctly, the Taoist Fairy once said that you have no life in this life to sit in this position." The night of the game is cold and cold, and the heart is angry and difficult.

"On the day when the poor road is wrong, it will help the abuse. The danger is that the Emperor Mingzhu is secretly cast. It is really the poor road. Therefore, on the day when the emperor was enthroned, the poor road was punished in the breeze view. View." The dusty face is calm, but the powerful appearance is a heart that shakes like a sieve.

"Yes? Do you think that the Taoist leader can make up for the mistakes made by the day alone?" When the door is in the dust, the night game has been thinking about what kind of punishment can be used. Let the dust die more miserable.

"The poor road knows that it is guilty, and does not ask the emperor for forgiveness. But there is one thing. The poor road has to say that the poor road is watching the sky on the eve of the night, seeing the displacement of the disaster star, the purple and the dust, so the self-destructive practice refers to the emperor. At a glance, I found that the emperor had a big robbery in the recent days. If he did not resolve it, the fear of the emperor would soon be awkward!

"Bold, you dare to confuse the people here, cursing the current emperor! The emperor, this person is full of nonsense, the old slave will pull him out and beat!" On one side, Anshanshan came forward and screamed.

"Hey, I have this intention! Come here..."

"Is the Emperor going to sleepiness all the time? Is it difficult to get things done? Is it often coughing, and the silt is blocked? The time is groggy, and the time is meditation? Especially the right hand, the palm can have black blood siltation?" When Yizheng wants to call the guards into the door, the dust is on the high voice, the eyes are firm, and the tone is ambiguous.

"The demon confuses the public! You must not be fooled by the emperor! You must have forgotten how he used to sneak a slap in front of the first emperor to defraud you of a bowl of blood!" At the moment, Anshanshan’s heart is under the shackles. These symptoms are the symptoms of those who are poisoned by the alchemy room. How can he know?

Because of fear of losing the trust of the emperor, Anshan Shanming knew that the medicinal herbs that were recently refining were poisonous, but they were still sent to the emperor as scheduled. Although those medicinal herbs could not be killed by the emperor, they could still damage the dragon body. It is afraid that the matter will be passed to the emperor's ear, and the body of the test drug palace girl will be secretly dealt with, and the palace lady who is still alive in the alchemy room will be banned. Now these symptoms are spoken out of the mouth, and Anshanshan is naturally scared and frightened.

"There is no demon to confuse the public. I believe that the emperor has his own assertion. Of course, if the emperor does not believe in the ability of the poor, the poor road is willing to show his skills in front of the emperor to prove innocence." The whole body's robe is completely cleaned. Going to the night.

"Emperor!" Anshanshan wants to speak again, but was stopped by the night game.

"Well, you really want to see it. If you don't see it for five years, the governor has a long history. What do you want to count on the situation of the Prince of the Night?" The night of the game is bleak, and the suspicion looks like a dust.

The reason why I chose the night Junqing is because the night game believes that people in the entire palace may collude with the dust, but the night can not be. Because the person who was originally designed to give the father a bowl of blood by the dusty design, in addition to himself, there is the night Junqing. Later, the night game was known, because of the words of the dust, the night Junqing was forced to put a bowl of blood after he left, coma for three days and three nights, almost no death.

"The emperor waited a little." After the dust was led, one hand raised the dust and walked back and forth in the royal study room, and the mouth was broken and thought of things like mouth and mouth. Almost half a cup of tea, the dust only stopped, sweat on the forehead.

"The emperor of the emperor, the poor road to calculate the Prince is in the palace, the direction of the southwest." Dust and panting.

"Sue Prince has been living in the Guanyin Palace for a long time. Everyone in the palace knows it. Do you still need to count it?" Anshanshan snorted and snarled.