The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter one hundred and twenty-four chapters really don’t understand the pity

"I can promise you anything, but I have a condition!" Yao Mozhen's words did not bring a touch of joy to Jian Chen. In his eyes, no one can fight against the imperial power, especially sitting opposite, still a woman. .

Silent, Yao Mozhen is waiting for him to mention the conditions.

"No matter what the result, Jian Chen only asks you to save your thoughts!" Jian Chen is a word, clear and incomparable, so simple words, in Yao Mozhen heard, far more pleasing than the Shanmeng oath, no matter what, Xie Sizhen is happy At least in this world, there are people who love her wholeheartedly.

Heart, there is such a moment of sourness, and the night Junqing is not wholehearted, but only then, she can’t see...

Returning to Guanyin Palace, Yao Mozhen had not had time to stretch out, and he saw the night with a gust of wind and strode to her.

"Wang Yu doctor diagnosed, the king's cold has healed, you tell me, how did Sun Hao die?" Night Jun Qing could not wait to ask, the eyes are full of hope.

"Tonight's moonlight is beautiful, is there any interest in Wang Ye to accompany Mo Zhen to go out for a walk?" Yao Mozhen looked up at the bright moon outside the window, recalling the deep affection of Jian Chen when he mentioned Xie Sizhen, and his heart suddenly surged. A warmth.

"No interest!" The night Jun Qing refused.

"How did Sun Hao die? Let Mo Zhen think about it, think about it... What to do? Can't think of it!" Yao Mozhen looked innocently at night.

"Is this king going out with you to go out, you can think of it?" Night Jun clears his throat and asks.

"It's very likely!" Yao Mozhen nodded, and the night Jun Qing took a deep breath, and immediately took the Guanyin Palace.

The quiet night, the warmth of the wind, the night Junqing does not care about Yao Mozhen behind him, walking straight, the figure is pulled long by the moonlight, stepping on the cobblestone paved road, the night Junqing unconsciously went to the opposite side of Changle Palace Liu Lin.

"I was finally willing to look back?" When the night Jun Qing turned around, she saw Yao Mozhen standing behind her, and she was swaying her chest and asked for it.

"I have gone far enough. Have you ever thought of anything?" I noticed that the sweaty oozing from Yao Mo's forehead was somewhat embarrassing.

"I really don't know how to pity the jade, don't you give me time to breathe?" Yao Mo squinted at the night, and the scorpion turned to Changle Palace, which recorded the joyful sorrow and joy of her first half of life. It seems to be a dying year. The old man, helpless standing there, waiting for the end of it.

Sometimes Yao Mozhen is thinking, she was the one who was self-defeating, and she did not see the face of the night game! At that time, she always felt that she was not wise enough. Since she knew about Xie Sizhen and Jian Chen, Yao Mozhen had some insights. It was also very important to cover up the night.

"For a woman who doesn't love you, sacrifice so much, is it worth it?" Jian Chen is willing to pay for life, but it is worthwhile. At least Xie Sizhen also returns with the same affection, can it be night? What did he get when he paid for it?

"When you fall in love with a person, you will know that it is only worth a moment for her to smile, but to give up her life and to give up her life. It is worthwhile." The night wind blows the long hair of the night. Scattered in the wind to draw a beautiful arc. Yao Mozhen felt the shock of the soul, and there were tears in his eyes.

"Yao Moxin is really stupid, why didn't she see that you are good?" Yao Moxiao smiled.

"It is not good enough for Junqing..." The night Jun Qingqing looked at the Changle Palace in front of her eyes. The eyes sparkled with mournful eyes. Do not know, Junqing is thinking of you, every night, every night. Every moment, then think, what should I do? What do you think about it?

"Sun Hao was hit by the murder of Anshanshan, so he was murdered and murdered. The body was buried under the wing of the old site of the cold palace." Yao Mo's voice suddenly sounded, and the cold face seemed to condense into frost.

"The ugly thing of Anshanshan? What is the ugly thing in Anshanshan?" Night Junqing did not expect Yao Mozhen to tell him the cause of death of Sun Hao so much. When he was surprised to ask questions, Yao Mozhen suddenly fell face and sleeved. go away.

Night Jun Qing came to know that Yao Mozhen changed his face faster than the sky, so when Yao Mozhen turned and left, the night Jun Qingqiang resisted the impulse to catch up, instead of being inexplicably smashed, it would be better to check the reasons. .

On the following day, when Jian Chen appeared as an inner palace patrol guard outside the Xuanfang Temple, Xie Sizhen was happy and could not hold himself.

"Sword Dust!" Even if it was just a silhouette, Xie Sizhen could recognize at a glance that she was thinking about the day and night, seeing the master ran out of the Xuanfang Hall, and the moon rushed out.

"Below the sword dust, see the German goddess!" Qingyue's voice reveals the excitement and surprise that can't be concealed. Jian Chen hands and arches, respectfully standing in front of Xie Sizhen.

"Well, there are some heavy objects in this palace that need to be moved. Just come over, come in!" Xie Sizheng calmly opened his mouth and immediately turned back to the Xuanfang Temple. Jian Chen was humbly following.

In the dark, a night of the robes of the robes and robes, the hands of the fists, the eyes are cold.

"The emperor, the old slave does not understand, why do you not let Jian Chen die outside, but also save trouble?" After the night of the game, Anshanshan cautiously asked.

"Only let Jian Chen die in front of Xie Sizhen, she will die, and only watched Jian Chen die, she will be utterly ignorant, and she does not have to shake hands, she may have chased Jian Chen. How is Zheng Yu doctor? Say?" The cold voice screamed, and the night's lips evoked a strange arc.

"Return to the emperor, Zheng Yu doctor said that Jian Chen can be poisoned tonight, as for the German demon... If the drug continues, you can live for another half a year." Anshanshan reported.

"Look at the situation. If she didn't go with Jian Chen, let Zheng Yu doctor aggravate the dose. You can't wait for so long!" The night screams coldly, and all the people who are sorry for him will die. !

Looking at the yellow figure that faded out of his sight, Yao Mozhen came out from the dark.

"Let's get things done for you?" Yao Mozhen stared in the direction of the disappearance of the night game, whispered.

"The owner is relieved, the action tonight is ready." Yin Xue respectfully responded, Yao Mo is speechless, his face is floating with a faint smile, the wind is blowing, the smile is blown away by the wind, leaving only a face of ice .

Just as Jian Chen stepped into the Xuanfang Temple, Xie Sizhen suddenly turned and could not wait to rush into the arms of Jian Chen.

"Sword dust! Are you still okay? I am really worried, I am afraid I will never see you again in this life!" Tears, raging, and Xie Siyu Yu refers to the waist of the sword dust, sobbing and weeping. On one side, the moon scorpion exited the room and kept it outside.

"Look at you, crying, fortunately, there is Zheng Yu doctor who has been sent by the emperor. I am already much better..." Jian Chen’s pets lifted up Xie Sizhen, wiped the tears in her eyes, and the eyes were full of pity, in order to His beloved woman, he decided to compromise with the mysterious woman who is called meditation. As long as he can save Xie Sizhen, he is willing to take risks. What's more, he is already a dead person. He can live the best, and it is not a pity. .

"Yeah, it's really better. It seems that the emperor has no words. He really sent a doctor to see you. He even transferred you to the palace. We want to thank the emperor!" Looking at the sword dust face slightly improved, Xie Sizhen is finally Peace of mind, more grateful for the night game.

"Thank you..." Jian Chen’s heart was so deep that the chill of his eyes flashed away.