The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 435 regards me as the second sister

"Are you for Yao Moxin? Or... treat me as the second sister?" Yao Suzhen suddenly fell on Yao Mozhen, and he had an expectation.

"Second sisters don't forget what they said." Yao Mojun looked back indifferently, faint reminder. Silent, Yao Suzhen slowly closed his eyes, the past is vivid, and now she is qualified to look forward to it.

After leaving Huaqing Palace, Yao Mozhen was a little bored, so he went around the pavilion of the Imperial Garden. Yin Xue came to the news and will arrive at Chu Palace in seven or eight days. Before that, she must send Yao Suzhen out.

"The emperor killed Sun Guiren last night. I just got the news from this palace. The emperor will be lucky tonight in the long letter hall of the palace. What can I do?" The voice came from the corner, Yao Mo’s voice slammed, and immediately Lean on the pavilion and listen carefully.

"This... I don't know what to do?" The man's voice seemed very anxious.

"What do you mean by this? Do you want to sit back and ignore? Then the sweet words of your week are fake? Are you cheating on the palace!" It is an expensive person, called Qin Xueshi, who has been in the palace for almost ten years. There is rarely a royal pet, so I can't stand the loneliness and have a relationship with the imperial city guard Jiang De.

"How can I lie to you? In fact, you should not think about things as bad. The emperor is good for you. It is a good thing! Maybe after tomorrow, you are expensive!" Jiang Dekuan comforted.

"贵妃? It is the ghost of the wild ghosts! In the past two days, the emperor always favors who, on the second day, the man must be cut off on the charge of angering Longyan! This palace listens to those palace ladies who say that when Sun Guiren died, the tongue It has been cut off! Even if there is a flaw, it is hard to argue! No! This palace can't sit still! Jiang De, is it better to take the palace to escape? This palace has some savings in these years, as long as we can escape, the future The days can't be wrong! Is it good?" Qin Xue politely pulled Jiang De's arm and pleaded.

"This..." Jiang De hesitated.

"Jiang De! If you don't agree, this palace will go to see the emperor now, and will report you and me according to the facts. If the palace is dead, it will not let you live happily in the sun!" Qin Xue pity the fish to die, Also forced Jiang De to take her away, it can be seen that she was expected to escape this robbery tonight.

"Well, you go back to Changxin Hall and wait for my news. I will go to get through the relationship!" Jiang De gritted his teeth and firmly said.

"Really? Don't you lie to me?" Qin Xue pours Jiang De's hand more and more tightly, and the voice is full of wings.

"You and I have been married for a few years, don't you believe me?" Jiang De vowed, his hands clasped Qin Xue pity.

"That... then you have to be fast, otherwise I am afraid that it will be too late!" Qin Xue politely nodded, and this was willing to let go of Jiang De.

In the dark, Yao Mozhen has some helplessness, a couple of years? Ah! How about a couple of more than ten years! This Jiang De’s words are obviously the words of dodge.

Facts have proved that Yao Mozhen’s speculation, on the early morning of the next day, Yao Mozhen heard a message from Changxin Temple. Qin Xue’s pity was dead, his tongue was cut, and his rod was smashed.

"Is there a military guard named Jiang De who has disappeared?" When Qinglong came in, Yao Mozhen asked to open the door. Today's Qinglong, although there is no martial arts, can still be prestige, still the commander of the Imperial City.

"How did the goddess know?" Qinglong looked nervously at Yao Mozhen.

"If there is an action in this palace, will you tell me!" Yao Mozhen knows that Qinglong is suspicious of himself and can not help but laugh.

"Qinglong didn't mean that." Qinglong bowed his head and responded faintly.

"The relationship between Jiang De and Qin Guiren of Changxin Hall is not shallow. Now Qin Guiren has something wrong. He is a guilty conscience!" Yao Mozhen took a cup of tea and said that the cloud was light.

"Is there such a thing?" Qinglong suddenly looked calm.

"Oriented adults want to say that they are completely ignorant of this matter? I am afraid that adults will say, and some people may not believe, even Xuanwu and the harem..." Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed.

"Anniling!" Qinglong suddenly lifted his eyes, his eyes revealing a panic that could not be concealed.

"In fact, this kind of thing has existed since ancient times. No wonder who wants to have three thousand in the harem, but only one in the emperor. There are only three hundred and sixty-five in the round, and there are only three hundred and sixty-five. Some foxes and enchanted devils have won the emperor's favor, and the result is even more difficult to predict. I would like to ask if such a lonely woman can live with it. Although they enter the palace, they are eager to come to the fortune, but the taste behind the glitz is not good. So, they took risks and they were the same as the nearest man in the palace. "Yao Mozhen faintly said,"

"Qinglong... I don't know what the goddess is?" Yao Mo's words have something to say, Qinglong heard it.

"In the eyes of this palace, people's ordinary things, to the emperor there, is the crime of copying the family and destroying the family. If you want to keep Xuanwu, you will agree to one thing in this palace." Yao Mozhen gathered the ecstasy of the eyes, looking awkwardly Qinglong.

"Qinglong will not betray the emperor!" Qinglong single knees, his face is dignified.

"Oh, it is a loyal master, but since you don't want it, this palace does not force you, and you go back and prepare to take the corpse for Xuanwu!" Yao Mozhen did not say much, and Qinglong's face changed very much. Unsightly.

Silence for a long time, Qinglong is a compromise.

"What does Niangni want to do with Qinglong?" Qinglong whispered and his eyes were worried.

"This palace wants Jiang De's token, and I hope that you can report the disappearance of Jiang De to the night game." Yao Mo's lips are slightly hooked, bluntly.

"Is the maiden wanting to mix out the palace?" Unless you leave the palace, the token of the imperial guard is of no use.

"There is more to ask! This palace will give you a day's time." Yao Mo suddenly smiled and got up, dressed elegantly into the inner room, leaving the green dragon alone there, motionless.

In the middle of the night in the Dragon Palace, the night of the game, holding the robes of the Taoist priests, the black-and-ink scorpion screamed with a strong killing intention. At this moment, the night hunter hate to smash the priests in front of them! The most unbearable thing in this world is that when you are full of hope to do something, you get endless disappointment, even despair!

"The emperor... the emperor is alive!" The Taoist priests had already scared the soul.

"Who was the first person to say, as long as you eat these medicinal herbs, you can regain your glory! But the result! You say!" The night of the game, the hand on the neck of the Taoist priest increased the strength, at this moment, the Taoist face Red, almost unable to breathe.

"Emperor.....The emperor, the poor road can be refining...guarantee to make the emperor...satisfied..." Sincerely, the Taoist priest has been poor, but now he can only live on life.

"Can you really refine the remedy you want?" The hunger of the night game made him gradually loose his hand, and the chilly cockroaches flashed the chill.

"Can! The poor road will not let the emperor disappoint!" Seeing the vitality, the Taoist squatted on the ground, and said it. Almost at the same time, a drop of water shot at the speed of the aurora to the Taoist eyebrows, and life ceased silently.

"Who?" Until I saw the blood of the Taoist forehead, the night of the game was dazed, and suddenly turned back.

The heart, inexplicable trembling, even in the Nine-Five Extreme, when I saw the figure in the air, I was forced by the pressure, I couldn’t help but want to kneel on the ground, and I’m trying to support myself. To the wolverine.

"Chu Wang just swallows this unsuccessful fruit and can get what he wants." The voice of Qingling seems to be the jaundice of the valley, elegant and beautiful, and it looks like a nine-day scorpion, which makes people feel good.

In the air, a red **** drug slowly landed until it fell on the palm of the night.

"Who are you?" The night Jun Qing barely opened his mouth, but when he was carrying it, there was nothing in front of him, as if the man had never appeared, the man with silver hair, he was so floating in the air, is it a dream?