The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 472 Your President's Eyes

"You! You will grow the corns!" On the occasion of the white sorrow, the remaining brocade was wrapped in himself.

"Yao Mozhen! You are despicable and shameless! What are you doing?" Bai Yan looked at Yao Mozhen angrily and screamed. At this moment, Mo Chang had already changed his clothes and threw white clothes.

"I didn't want to bother you, but we really want to leave here, trouble two to open a door first, then come back ###嘿." Yao Mojun leisurely spoke.

"Crazy, you! We are professional gatekeepers! What do you do for us when you open the door! Let me say, why do we open the door for you! You.... what is in your hand!" When Mo Zhen was there, Yu Guang aimed at the red silk that was still dripping with blood in Yin Xue’s hand.

"Don't worry, we eat poison Dan, so there won't be anything!" Yao Mozhen said sincerely.

"You... you killed the soul! Yao Mozhen!" White angered, but unfortunately only a moment before I learned the secret trick. Seeing the white scorpion softly sitting on the ground, the ink often went up to help, but he also helped himself to the ground.

"This palace knows that you are not afraid of death, but..." Yao Mozhen glanced at Yin Xue when he spoke.

"This is Yin Xue's exclusive preparation of 'Auspicious Love'. After many trials, the effect is excellent. Ordinary cattle and horses can last for ten days without sleep, but after the break, they never wake up again, and they still keep it before they die... Keke, can't open the door?" Yin Xue said a turn, the twilight was awe. On one side, the night Jun Qing secretly licked his throat. He suddenly felt that he had smashed Yao Mozhen at the time. Perhaps it wasn’t that Yao Mozhen had broken Yin Xue and Ting Yue. There is a saying that is good: things are gathered together, people are divided into groups...

Under the threat of such extreme means, Bai Yu and Mo often compromised, and when Yao Mozhen safely left the underground palace, Yin Xue was rewarded by Bai Mozhen under the instruction of Yao Mozhen. And ink often, in case they will catch up. The result is that Bai Yu and Mo often ploughed in the horror for two days and one night. Although they did not get tired when they stopped, they couldn’t get out of bed but they were really awkward. hemp……

In seven days, Yao Mozhen and others finally returned to Nanqiang with the soul of the dead soul, and personally burned it in the tomb of Duan Tingting.

Although the Nanqiang Lord did not bother them, it also showed his position. Although it proved that Duan Tingting was dead in the hands of the dead soul, if it was not for the rescue of Yao Mozhen, Duan Tingting would not have this disaster, so after that, Nanqiang did not Welcome two more, leaving that night, Yao Mozhen privately found Duan Wutong.

"The Princess of the Moon, this time Mo Zhen and Su Prince are shocked and no danger, thanks to the help of the princess, Mo Zhen is even more tired of the princess, so it is really embarrassing, if his princess is useful to Mo Zhen, Mo Zhen from When you do everything you can!” In front of the table, Yao Mozhen used the tea to replace the wine.

"Sister does not need to be so clear with the indus, this thing can be done at the end, and the sister can take the head of the dead soul to take revenge for Tingting. Now the emperor can stop this matter, it is unfortunate. Fortunately." Compared with Yao Mozhen, Duan Wutong has the feeling of restless life after all. After all, with Duan Shiming's love for Duan Tingting, Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing can leave Nanqiang alive, which is a miracle.

"This time parting, I don't know when to see you again. There is one thing I have to tell the princess. On that day, Mo Zhen and Su's prince were killed by the dead soul. If they were not in time, Mo Zhen and Su Prince could not escape. "Yao Mozhen is as clear as water, deep as a lake."

"Iron Blood Corps? Isn't that the king of Chu King? How can they save you?" Duan Wutong suddenly looked at Yao Mozhen.

"They are not the key to saving them. The point is that they have been ambushing in the left and right, seeing the princess of the Changfeng being killed, but they have not stopped, but their intentions are obvious!" Yao Mozhen said quietly.

"They.... They want to use Tingting's death to provoke the relationship between the emperor and you?" Duan Wutong stunned.

"Mo Zhen just wants to remind the princess that the Iron and Blood Corps is unnamed. It is simply a means of deceiving the world. If the South Strong is in alliance with him, it will definitely suffer!" Yao Mozhen admits that his words are selfish, but she It is indeed for the sake of Nanqiang.

To this day, Yao Mozhen increasingly feels that this namelessness is not as simple as what she saw. If he really wants to marry the emperor to make the princes, he should not let the night Junqing. It is true that he does not kill the night when he recites the meaning of the old man. He can put him under house arrest and wait until the situation is stable. So this nameless, suspicious!

"Indus understands the meaning of her sister. If the emperor really has an alliance, the Wutong must be able to stop it." Duan Wutong's quality is a bit of a heart.

The moonlight is quiet, the night is cool like water, and the bow-like winding moon hangs in the sky, with a faint glow, and the heavens and the earth are chilling. In the palace, Nanqiang’s main character sits on the dragon couch, holding his fist and shaking his legs.

Suddenly a gust of wind started, the doors and windows were safe, but Duan Shiming clearly saw that the black figure like the ghost appeared in front of himself like a ghost.

Duan Shiming thinks that it is the same as the demon. Rao is a powerful and light work, and it is impossible to stand still in the air. The black robes are flowing under the brilliance of the night pearls. The men’s length is extremely beautiful, and there is a magic charm in the bones.

"You...who are you?" The invisible pressure made Duan Shiming feel that he was struggling to breathe. He didn't dare to face the man in the air, and the hand was shaking more and more.

"This is an antidote." Qingyue's voice is like the most beautiful note in the world. In the ear, he is intoxicated. Duan Shi can't help but reach out and put the slowly falling red pill in his hand. It is the moment when Duan Shiming swallows the pill. The breeze passed, and when the eyes were raised, the room was empty. If it wasn't for the abdominal pill to play a role, Duan Shiming was not sure if he was just dreaming.

At the highest point of the Nanqiang Imperial City, a woman in white is alone in the corner, and the white-shouldered white singer rises in the wind, like a white lotus in the midnight sky, the beautiful sigh, the woman naturally It is beautiful, not like the beauty of the dust, but the fairy who does not eat fireworks is no different.

"If his illusion and Yao Mozhen are in the line of life and death, who will you save?" I don't know when the black phantom has fallen behind the woman in white.

"She is a monk, I can compare with you." The voice of Qingyue sounded with the charm of confusion.

"Save who?" The illusion does not like the ambiguous answer.

"You." It is true that our great sacrifices feel that such a problem is very boring, but it is also very patient to respond to the sentence, get the desired answer, the illusion of ice and snow, gradually revealing a smile.

On the following day, Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing left the holy city after worshipping the Nanqiang Lord and the Princess of the Moon. Before leaving, Duan Shiming solved the poison of Yao Mozhen, as for the night Junqing. The ice fire was also lifted by the Nanqiang master in a very special way.

"Wang Ye, are you all right?" From the holy city, the night Junqing is already the tenth eager to jump out of the carriage. At this moment, Ye Junqing walked back from the grove that was not far away, his face was white and his feet were floating.

"Nothing... we continue on our way." The sound of the night Junqing reveals the exhaustion of disguise.

"Master, the subordinates think that the Nanqiang Lord is deliberate." Seeing the night Junqing did not even have the strength to get on the bus, Yin Xue was very sympathetic and reached out.

"Don't feel it, it must be intentional. Although the palace is slow, I don't think that the cooked oil and ice water can be used to drain the ice." At this moment, the night Junqing has already sat back in the carriage, looking awkward. Look at Yao Mozhen.