The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 330 is used to ask for it?

"Look at Wang Ye, relying on the relationship between Wang Ye and Mo Zhen, you can use it to ask for words! Mo Zhen just talk about it, Wang Ye will definitely nod." Yao Mozhen did not grasp the night Junqing meeting promised to protect himself Indifferent things, but even if it doesn't make sense, she will not give up the Chu desert letter.

"Strengthen Chu and believe in the desert, you must be enemies with Daxie. Now, in this case, do you think that we are doing this, it is worth it? And the tiger poison does not eat, Chu Xi may not know how to believe in Chu." The words made Yao Mozhen unexpected, she thought that Huang Junjun was only telling her alone.

"If the tiger poison is not a child, how does the child die? Mo Zhen is not a lot of people who want to protect his life in this world. The desert is a one." Yao Mo's smile gradually converges. Looking straight at the night Junqing, since the night Junqing knows the stakes of things, he does not need to pay more.

"You have decided on this matter. There is nothing to say about this king. Chu Xi wants to catch the desert letter from Jeju, unless the king is dead!" The soft voice is partial and sturdy, and Yao Mo looks strange. Night Junqing, for a moment did not know what to do, she thought she had to tongue lotus, in order to persuade the night Jun nod.

"Cough... Wang Ye means... Do you agree to leave the letter of indifference?" Yao Mozhen erected his ears and tried to make sure he was not mistaken.

"But there is a condition." Night Jun nodded, and the color was open.

"Conditions can be, but not too much." Yao Mozhen boarded his face and shouted, thinking that the night Junqing must persuade himself not to be stupid.

"The king has no clothes for the winter. How many pieces do you give to the Chu Moxin, and you must give the king the same amount." Night Jun Qing is a serious way.

"Is this your condition?" Yao Mozhen suspiciously looked at the night Junqing, and felt that he seemed to have a big bargain.

"You don't want to?" Night Jun asked cold face.

"Mo婉 is happy, I am afraid that Wang Yedong's winter clothes will not be worn." Yao Mo's calculations, plus the number of Fu Ning and Yan Caier sent, there are almost twenty.

"That is the king's business, do you want to do it?" The night Junqing was a little anxious.

"Do, of course!" Yao Moo simply did not go to the details, nodded at the moment. See Yao Mozhen, the night Jun Qing only show face. Whether it is Fu Ning, or Yan Caier, the clothes they make will not be worn by themselves, and Jun Junqing tells himself in his heart.

And said that Huang Fujun returned to the Golden Gate Pavilion, but his **** was still not stable, and he was taken to the front of Chu Mobei by Yin Xiong.

"Where have you been? Indifferent?" The purple desert will be the servant of the north, and the ink on the head will appear messy. At this moment, Chu Mobei is in danger of sitting in front of Huangfu Jun, and asks awkwardly. .

"His Royal Highness wants to see Xiaohan Wang? Xiaohan Wang has fallen asleep!" Huangfu Junxiu looked at Chumobei, thinking how long it would take.

"Call up, this place is not easy to stay for a long time." Chu Mobei's cold face seems to be coated with a layer of frost, the sound is cold and impetuous.

"Call... It’s not good to call it? Xiaohan Wang is asleep." Huangfu Jun hesitated and he was very anxious.

"The father has sent five killers, and the Golden Gate is not safe!" The seriousness of the problem in the north of Chu Mo.

"You can call Xiao Han Wang so late, he will be suspicious." Huang Yujun was dead.

"What are you doing! Go and call! This Prince has his own words." Chu Mobei irritated and waved, but he saw Huang Yijun's sleepy lines.

"That... returning to His Royal Highness, the minister is waiting for safety, and has arranged for Xiaohan Wang to stay in another place."

"No matter where you arrange it, you can call it now!" Chu Mobei really wants to get up and screaming, and he can't understand his own words! The five-way killer is divided into east and west, and each team has three people. The martial arts are unfathomable. They are the killers of the father, and they never use them on weekdays.

"Wei Chen obeyed..." Huang Junjun humbled and humbled, but when he walked to the door, he looked back at Chu Mobei. "Wei Chen felt that this time... Jeju may not open the city gate." Huang Junjun took a break.

"Jeju can not open the city gate and what is your relationship with you called Mo Xin! Huangfu Junxiu, you did not wake up!" Chu Mobei angered.

"Return to His Royal Highness... If Jeju does not open the gate, the minister will not be able to enter. There is no way to enter the Jeju pavilion. Naturally, there is no way to ask Xiao Hanwang to get up." Out of the truth, I hope that Chu Mobei did not react so quickly, but Chu Mobei is also the master of the good, and immediately took the case.

"Huangfu Junxiu, what do you say? Indifferent in the Jeju pavilion? Is Yao Mozhen away? Yin Xiong! Broken soul three dreams!" Chu Mobei was anxious, and his sleeves violently walked away, but Huang Yujun stopped. Come down.

"His Royal Highness, don't be embarrassed, that...this is not the idea of ​​Chu... It is Junzhou with the cold king of Jeju, and handed it to the hands of Chu." Huang Junjun bite his teeth and die. Let's die!

"What do you say?" The beautiful peach blossom eyes of Chu Mobei were tight and tight, and the light was like a sharp blade.

"Princes of the Prince of the Ming dynasty, now it seems that, except Yao Mozhen, no one has saved Xiaohan Wang!" Huang Yujun slammed on the ground, mournful.

"Fart! Indifferent to the owner of this Prince, when is it her turn to Yao Mozhen shot! Huangfu Junxiu, you are so daring! You should know the prince's taboo!" Chu Mobei screamed, clutching his fist The hand creaked.

"Wei will dare to use life-guarantee guarantee, Yao Mozhen will fully protect Xiaohan Wang Zhouquan, if Xiaohan Wang has a slight loss, Weichen is willing to die for death!" When he felt the pressure of the destruction, Huangfu Junxiu On time, he swears that he believes that without this sentence, he may become the cannon fodder under the wrath of Chu Mobei in minutes.

"In this world, no one cares more than the prince! I am coming!" The cold voice reveals the wrath of the top, and Chu Mobei wants to take a shot, but he knows that if this is the case, he will regret it afterwards. So he held back, but he decided not to let Chu Moxin stay with Yao Mozhen's demon woman.

"His Royal Highness! Forbidden by the Minister, the Emperor bluntly said that the Emperor was stunned this time. Otherwise, he would not send a five-way killer. Even though his Royal Highness is a great master, his master is like a cloud, but if you are sure, you will not rush to the Golden Gate. Since Prince Edward is not sure, why not let Yao Mozhen try, more than one person will have more hope, and this way, Junxi feels that Chu is really good to Xiaohan Wang." Huangfu Junxiu also came out And got up and stopped at the door.

"Because the father has moved the real chapter, this prince can't let the desert letter leave the prince's sight. Huangfu Junxiu, you should know what the prince cares about!" Chu Mobei has never been so powerless, his most beloved father I have to kill my most loved brother, all because of him!

"Yao Mozhen still has seven city pools, a million soldiers. If you want to protect Xiaohan Wang, it is not impossible. But you are different. Now the emperor recovers the military power. What should the Prince do to compete with the emperor? How to bear the heart! Your Royal Highness, ask you to believe in the micro-minister once, believe that Yao Mozhen once! Jun Xiu asks you!" Huang Yujun shed tears on the ground, desperately hoeing.

The words of Huangfu Junxiu are said to be on the north heart of Chu Mo. Now he is swimming in shallow water. Besides Yin Xiong and the three souls of the broken soul, plus more than a hundred dead soldiers, there is no more available. If the father is really worried, How many odds do you have!