The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 355 is a sentence

"Tian En? This palace only asks you, what is wrong with Yao Moxin?" Yao Mozhen slowly slammed down, and the cold screams flashed with the radiance of ice, the light seemed to be a sharp sword, and he stabbed into the heart of Qinglong. .

"The former queen... The former queen is the former queen, you are you..." Qinglong realized that he finally understood what Yao Mozhen did for everything.

"It’s really easy to say! The former queen in your mouth is my sister-in-law of Yao Mozhen! The only person in the world who is good to me! Qinglong, the game of the night will let you pull Yao Moxin, who just gave birth to the emperor. Cold Palace, have you moved a little bit of compassion? Have you said a word for Yao Moxin? This palace knows that the eldest sister has saved your life." Yao Mozhen coldly opened his eyes, staring at Qinglong’s face. She is testing the bottom line of the people.

"Qinglong... Qinglong can't defy the emperor's life..." Qinglong's voice is not as strong as it was just now. He bowed his head and couldn't look straight into Yao Mo's eyes.

"This palace only asks you, is there?" Yao Mozhen opened his mouth and his eyes were frosty.

"Just a sentence." When I think about it, Qinglong is bound.

"On this sentence, this palace will spare you today! But you remember, if you meet again, this palace will never leave a mercy!" Yao Mozhen left, leaving Qinglong humblely buried his head in the chest, he regretted Well, maybe he should save Yao Moxin at that time, even if he lost his life, he still has a heart.

The fall of the ice cone array made the night anger suddenly furious, and even more so that the night glory was unstoppable. The night Jun Qing actually took the woman on his apex.

"Who was the first time who said that the ice cones are unparalleled in the world, but when anyone dares to swear, he is told that he has come back! How are you now? Those thieves are still not walking around in your ice cones!" Looking at the enchanting look with anger.

"Is the emperor blaming the deity?" Charm Ji pressed the fire, the devil's nephew picked up slightly.

"Is it still blame?" Night Hung slammed back.

"If it is not the imperial force, the hail will betray the beggars? If there is no hail, the snow cones and the cold clothes will not break the ice cones! In the end, the problem is out, the emperor should be clearer than the deity!" Hong Yi no longer believes in himself, and Mei Ji does not want to stay in the palace. The most important thing is that Yan Nanzhen dares to leave without a word, she is not willing!

"It’s not that you are not good at learning. You have to be quirky in the end. It’s a must...”

"While the emperor told Tudor, or just find some rhetoric to kill the charm Ji, the temptation of Ji Ji also reversed, to see who lost the time!" Charm Ji also angry, and now the sleeves left .

"You!" The night of the game, the blood rushed, and the body could not help but swayed and fell down on the couch. Mo Zhen... Mo Zhen is sorry, he lost you again! You can rest assured that no matter what method you use, you will save you back! for sure!

At the time when the night game was annoyed, Suzaku and Xuanwu brought in the green dragon that had broken the hamstrings.

"Under the incompetence, can not stop the night Junqing, seeking the emperor to punish." Qinglong endured the pain, kneeling on the ground, watching the Suzaku and Xuanwu distressed.

"Who else? Who else is the accomplice of the night Junqing? You want to kill them!" The night of the game was furious and raging, and the wide-sleeve swept the dragon case, and the game fell to the ground.

"Those who have high martial arts, only recognize the hail." Qinglong said the truth.

"That's what it is! Is there any injury to your nephew?" The night game looked anxiously to Qinglong, and the voice was eager.

"Back to the emperor... The Queen's Empress is not injured, but ... but it is scared..." This is the first time Qinglong has lied in front of the night game. Although he is guilty, he does not regret it. Although he also knows that some mistakes make up for the lateness, it makes no sense.

In order to prevent this incident from disturbing the Tudor of the Iron and Blood Corps, Yao Mozhen and others rushed to the road day and night, and finally returned to Jeju after the afternoon of the tenth day. Due to the identity of Yao Mozhen, Ben Lei did not dare to make a big fan of the wind and wash the dust, but still arranged a dinner party in the backyard of the pavilion, the feast was very lively, except for close people, no one else participated. During the banquet, everyone told Yao Mozhen to revenge for the quicksand, and the quicksand caused the men’s tears to fall. After the lyrics passed, they only listened to the rushing.

Although Ben Lei’s speech has always been addictive and exaggerated, there is a point that Yao Mozhen believes, that is, after the recent battle, the majesty of the cross-armed military has been second only to the night Junqing, becoming an indispensable good for the military.

During the dinner, everyone was happy to drink, even if the night Junqing did not find the fascination of Yao Mo's eyes, the banquet was exhausted, and the night Junqing found Yao Mozhen in the backyard pavilion.

"How is it here? The king thought you were going back to the room." Night Jun Qing walked into the pavilion and hesitated to sit next to Yao Mozhen.

"Oddly, Mo Zhen is trying to return to the house, then this place is cheaper." Seeing the night Jun Qing sat down, Yao Mozhen seems to rise up inadvertently, but it is inevitable deliberate.

"This king..." has not waited for the night to clear the reaction, Yao Mozhen has already stepped away. Looking at Yao Mo's back, the words of the night Jun Qing in his heart are finally said:

"This king doesn't want to be cheap, you can't go back..."

And when Yao Mozhen went to the corner, he happened to meet Ting Yue who was hiding there.

"Mother, how come you are back?" Tingyue was disappointed to look at Yao Mozhen.

"What is this, sleepy, can't you sleep?" Yao Mozhen understands that Tingyue refers to the fact that it is only time-shifting, and now she is better off with the night.

"The maiden does not seem to be too sleepy? It is not as good as the maiden to enjoy the moon, today's moon is particularly round!" Tingyue is not reconciled.

"This palace is wearing a moon and driving for ten days. The most important thing to see now is the moon. It has nothing to do with this book. Lieutenant, this palace is tired!" Yao Mozhen refused to allow Tingyue to discourage and walk away. Enter the room.

Tingyue had no choice but to follow up to make a bed for Yao Mozhen.

"Yiang Niang, the day you were taken by Qinglong, Wang Ye said in front of everyone, if you don't have it, you will be boring if you don't have it." Although Tingyue was in the room on the same day, he would not say the words of the night. I heard it badly.

"If you are in a hurry, who can take it seriously?" Yao Mo stunned, but he recovered from the beginning.

"According to the nature of the prince, since he dares to say, the heart must think like this!" Tingyue paved the koi, and turned to Yao Mozhen.

"If he really thinks like this, then it is really stupid to get home, even if there is no Mo Zhen, this Jiangshan is still beautiful." Yao Mozhen's lips evoke a bitter bitterness, if there is no Mo Zhen, this Jiangshan is his, Yao Mo Zhen thought.

"The maiden, some slaves really can't help but say, after you were taken away, Jeju and Guangning opened another battle. This time, it was directed by the 桓 全 全 , , , , , , , , , , , 发明 发明 发明', our army is a big victory, although the slaves feel that the merits of the dust is relatively large, but those sergeants will be smashed into the sky! Now there have been rumors in private, and said that the prince must be smashed! What can I do now?" Tingyue was full of sadness and sighed.

"Night Junqing must be picking up children." Yao Mo is dark and deep, and his voice is as cold as Wubo Bitan.