The Phoenix Arises

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The four eyes meet, and the two are separated by a layer of flowers.

The tears of the children, still falling one after another, are reflected in the eyes of the ink, these tears seem to fall on his heart, so hot, so burning.

The women on the stage, seeing Mo Yan finally looked at them like this, they thought they were looking at their own, all of them excited and shy to win the eyes of the ink on the high platform.

The gentleman who was drinking tea was stunned by the eyes of the women under the stage, and slowly turned to look at the ink squatting around him, but he saw that he was watching the stage under the sigh of relief. Originally thought that this kid's taste should be similar to him, I did not expect his taste to be so unique, as early as this, he still has to do what it is, so many women under the choice of two will not have to.

Just in the midst of the innocence, Mo Zhen suddenly flew down from the high platform.

"Ah... look at it, the beast and the gods are down..." This sudden move by Momo led to a scream in the women under the stage.

"The beast **** must come to me." A woman with a heart-warming voice said excitedly, shaking her hands in the ink with excitement. "The beast god, I am here..."

When the woman’s voice just fell, she was stepped on by a group of women.

"As far as you are so ugly, can the beast gods see you?"

"That is, the beast **** must be coming to me, and it is useless to play the demon."

"You are nonsense, the beast **** is obviously coming to me..."

"The beast **** is mine, and you don't want to grab it..."

On the stage, the stage was tangled into a pot of porridge. Only the nephew quietly looked at the ink smear that was getting closer and closer to her, and the tears fell more and more urgently.

Moh directly crossed the contest and fell to the front of the nephew. Looking at the tears of the face, the heart of the ink sighs painfully, raising his hand and gently wiping the tears on her face.

The slender white fingers are so harmonious and beautiful on the delicate and beautiful face, and the women who watched the stage were all staying.

The four great beasts on the high platform are also looking at the ink stag in a dull face. When the beast gods become so gentle.

Jun No Evil is always staring at his nephew, thinking that he is on the stage of the women, I did not expect him to look at this little girl, but this girl looks really good, than those on the stage There are so many women who dance in the group, but this girl looks so familiar!

Feeling the gentleness of the ink, the heart of the child is sour and sorrow, and directly rushed into the arms of the ink, crying, "big brother."

Hearing the familiar "big brother" Mo Yan's heart flashed a strange feeling again, looking at the crying cry in his arms, Mo Zhen seems to see the little man crying in his arms hundreds of years ago. Heart, once again, it hurts uncontrollably.

Mo Yan directly hit the nephew in his arms, and one turned and disappeared in front of everyone.

After the disappearance of the ink, the women finally returned.

"Hey, how did the beast gods go?"

"What does this mean in the end, and why not choose?"

"Who is that girl, she was taken away by the beast god, who is not close to the female color, it is so good!"

"If the beast **** can hold me like this once, it is worth the death."

......

Listening to the voices of the women below, the middle-aged man raised his hand and made a quiet gesture to the bottom. When everyone was quiet, the middle-aged man sang. "You are sorry, we have chosen the beastmaster." Scorpion, this election is over, please come back!"

The voice of the middle-aged man was very brisk. He could hear that he was in a good mood at the moment. The beast and the goddess finally chose the blind man. The most important thing is that this nephew was chosen by him, not the Monarch to help him choose.

The women’s words are disappointing.

"How come it is over? The beast gods still don't want to choose a few more dice..."

"That girl is so good, I can be chosen by the beastmaster..."

"The beast **** is chosen by the scorpion, and the demon lord should choose it too..."

"Not bad, I heard that the devil is not a good man....."

"The devil is also a good person, and the beast and the gods are almost inseparable..."

I felt that countless pairs of double-hearted eyes turned to him. The body of the innocent person shook unconsciously, and it was terrible. This place should not be left for a long time. He still went first.

"That, the deity will return to the magic palace first, telling your master, the deity will come again in the next day." To the four great beasts, such a sentence, the innocent oil on the soles of the feet, slipped.

Looking at the deserted and innocent, the four great beasts are high-pitched lips, and even the white tigers that are usually cold and cold are holding the corners of their mouths.

Mo Yan directly took the nephew back to his palace, the ink palace.

The waiters of the Ink Palace saw that Momo was holding his nephew back, and they all looked dull and completely forgot to salute.

The waiters only came back to God until they heard the heavy closing of the door.

A waiter looked at the closed doorway with a dull look. "Is it wrong, our beast and the gods actually took a woman back!"

"Yes, we also saw it." The waiter who spoke was also looking at the door with a dull face.

"I didn't expect that the beast gods really chose the scorpion to come back. This is the main sadness of the qinger."

A waiter looked at the doorway with an annoyed look. "I knew that the beastly gods would really choose the election. I should go to the scene today."

"Yeah, we have missed the election process of the beastmaster." Another waiter is also remorseful.

In the room, the nephew still clung to the ink-necked neck and did not let go.

Because of the closeness of the nephew, a burst of girl fragrance lingers in the nose of the ink, and feels the woman's unusually soft body in the arms, the inky face is quietly stained with two groups of blush, as if there is a group of fire around the heart, abnormal Hot, but he was reluctant to push her away.

The two kept this intimate position and embraced quietly. After a long time, the nephew raised his head and looked at the ink, and the two met again.

"you......"

"you......"

The two of them spoke at the same time, but they stopped together, and then they didn't open their eyes together.

After a long silence, Mo Yan began to say, "How come you come to the beast world?" The voice is still so good.

The nephew heard the words, and the eyes were red again in an instant, and looked up at the ink road. "I am going to pick."

Mo Yan heard the words, took a breath, and never looked again.

The nephew squinted at the ink, buried his face in his neck, and muffled. "Why don't you wait for me?"

Tears can no longer stop falling. The hot tears ran down the ink bottle's neck and fell on his heart, burning his heart, but he did not know how to answer.

After a long time, Mo Yan only turned his head and whispered to the nephew. "I will send you back."

The nephew screamed and looked up at Momo. "I don't want to, I want to be the king of the big brother." She didn't leave her big brother, so that those women could take advantage of it.

Ink smothered, and it was a sigh of relief. He looked at the child with a sigh of relief. "Do you know what you are talking about?" What does it mean to understand these words?

Feeling the burning gaze of the ink, her face was slightly red, but she still looked at the ink sternly. "I know, I like big brother, I like it from the first time I saw my big brother. I want to marry my big brother. I don't want my big brother to pick up other women." She didn't want to see her big brother yelling at others, and she didn't want it at all.

Listening to the confession of my nephew, Mo Yan’s heart is unspeakable, happy, worried, confused, and somewhat overwhelmed. For feelings, he can be said to be blank, he doesn't even know what he likes.

I couldn't hear the answer from Mo Yan, and my nephew was slightly disappointed. I licked my ink on my neck and gently rubbed it. "I really like big brother, big brother doesn't like nephew?" The heart is nervous, afraid, she is afraid to hear that the big brother said that she does not like her, she is afraid that she is wishful thinking, she is so afraid that the nightmare will come true.

Mo Yan heard the words, amber struggle in the amber scorpion, like it? He doesn't know if that feeling is like it. He only knows that he hasn't seen it for a few hundred years. He will miss it. He only knows that when she sees tears, he will feel heartache; he only knows that she heard her from the fairyland to the animal world just to choose. Hey, he is so distressed, so self-blame; he only knows that when she hears that she likes him and wants to marry him, he is very happy and very happy.

"You are still young, saying that it is too early, I will send you back." Do not know what is the favorite ink, and finally chose to escape.

"I don't want to go back." The nephew slammed open the ink smack and slipped from him. "I am not small, I am already a thousand years old, and I am already an adult." Perhaps in the fairy world, I am just a thousand years old. Adulthood, but if it is in the human world, it is already more than a dozen reincarnations in the 1,000-year-old.

Mo Yan looked at some excited nephews and frowned slightly. She didn't expect her to care so much about what he said.

After a moment of contemplation, the child took a deep breath and seemed to make a lot of determination. "Big brother, I really grew up. I can do things that women can do." Then he raised his hand and began to solve his clothes.

Ink was smashed by the sudden movement of the nephew. After a long while, he returned to God. He turned and turned red. "What are you doing? Do you know what you are doing now?" ?"

Ink's hands clenched into fists, his arms swelled, and he hated such a self, even hatred, and she, such a woman, made him feel bad, so distressed.

The softness that was suddenly attached behind him made the body of the ink scorpion stiff, and did not dare to move.

The nephew held the ink sill from behind and leaned his face against the wide back of the ink. "Big brother, my nephew really likes you, don't yell at others?" Just think of him in the future. The woman is jealous, her heart can not suppress the pain.