The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 366 is a non-stop

So when Han Jinyi and Yan Nanyu returned to drink, they were seeing Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing in the golden woods.

Yao Mozhen decided to leave in the cold Jinyi expected, although he did not retain, but in the end it was a little uncomfortable, one, he is really reluctant Yao Mozhen, second, Yao Mozhen actually went to move the park That Ruyi Mountain, if it wasn’t for the future, Han Jinyi would promise her a jade wish to be converted into a silver ticket, and everyone really doubted whether Yao Mozhen would be killed by Yu Ruyi.

Of course, in addition to the cold brocade, there is another person.

The wheels rolled forward and rolled out two faint traces. Inside the carriage, the night was clear and the face looked bleak to Yao Mozhen.

"This king thinks that you will not go to Wanhuangcheng again in your life."

"Seventy-five, seventy-six, seventy-seven... Why?" Yao Mozhen asked in his spare time.

"If you let Joe see you again, he will probably smash you a corpse." Looking at the clothes made by Yao Mo's hands in the blue glazed ball, Jun Junqing made up his mind.

"The corpse is worth it! Wang Ye see, this is the blue glaze! So a small one, you can change a thousand horses! Where is the number? Oh! Renumber! One, two, three..." Night Jun Qing did not dare to speak, this is already the tenth time of Yao Mo's number.

After Yao Mozhen returned to the pavilion, Ben Lei still prepared a grand reception feast. Because of the departure of the children, everyone seemed extremely relaxed.

In the evening, Yao Mozhen sat alone in the pavilion, and the delicate body leaned on the railing. The jade fingers circled on the knees, and the beautiful eyes were slightly lifted, looking up to the sky and the stars.

"What are you thinking about?" Night Jun Qing took the last lesson and opened his eyes to the chest. He did not ask questions such as how to sleep without nutrition.

"Since the last battle, Guangning has not been moving for a month, Mo Zhen feels that there must be fraud." Yao Mozhen turned to see the night Junqing, the twilight faintly worried.

"Before I didn't expect to deal with '窜天鼠', they didn't dare to send troops, and the secret agent of Guangning returned the news. Now the hail is going to us, and the Iron Corps has not sent any support until now. This may be the reason. One." Night Jun walked slowly to the opposite side of Yao Mozhen, calm analysis.

"Iron Blood Corps... Is the hail okay?" Yao Mozhen seems to think of something, and suddenly looks at the night Junqing.

"You can rest assured that these days, the hail has been mixed with the dust, the relationship is very harmonious." Night Jun responded softly, watching Yao Mo's eyebrows worry, the night Jun Qing is the one that has been brewing for a long time. At the bottom of my heart, now that the big business is not successful, he probably shouldn’t think too much.

"The Iron and Blood Corps is not very irritating. In any case, the safety of the hail is the most important." Yao Mozhen’s meaning is that Junqing is very clear. If they do not have the ability to protect the hail, then no one will dare to turn to themselves. Here is.

"This king will arrange everything." Night Jun Qing slightly.

The wind in the late autumn always showed some coolness. Yao Mozhen couldn’t help but sneezed. The night Jun Qing looked in his eyes and immediately solved his cloak. When he was about to get up, he saw Yao Mozhen’s horrified look at the night. Junqing, as if I saw a ghost.

"Wang Ye should not want to put on Mo Zhen?" Night Junqing felt that this question was unreasonable. There were only two of them in the entire pavilion. Besides giving her, is there anyone else? At this moment, a gust of wind blew.

"Yeah, what happened?" Night Junqing did not agree.

"When did Wang Ye be so good to Mo Zhen? Wouldn't it be like Mo Zhen?" Yao Mo Xiaoxiao's wretchedness is actually retreating. With her wisdom, she has already seen the night Junqing. .

"Who... who likes you!" The night Jun Qing refused to recognize, but his heart was chaotic with a deer.

"I really don't like it?" Yao Mozhen deliberately picked up his eyebrows and looked suspiciously to the night. The eyes of the night-looking night Jun Qing’s face was burning and uncomfortable, just like he did not wear clothes.

"What reason does the king like you? You are black and greedy, you can't be rude, you can't argue for three points! You are still chaotic, dictatorship! When you don't want to listen, no one can talk, you want to hear No one can shut up when you are... You...what do you want to do?” The night Jun Qing said a lot of Yao Mozhen’s, but it’s not until Yao Mozhen’s grace came to him, the night Jun Qing’s sorrow, God. ! How did he forget, this year, tell the truth, thunder!

"It seems that Mo Zhen really should have a good self-examination, Wang Ye, you are here to rest, Mo Yan first resigned!" Yao Mozhen rushed to the night to clear the evil spirits, and immediately went around the night, and walked down the pavilion.

Until Yao Mozhen’s figure disappeared into the back garden, the night Jun Qingfang dared to turn around and his face was remorseful. He wanted to tell Yao Mozhen that he really praised her!

On the following day, after learning that Yao Mozhen returned to the pavilion, he was very diligent to visit.

"Why didn't you come with Mingyu?" Yao Mozhen felt that leaving the dust in the night is the most correct step for her.

"Ming Yu is still at home, and will come soon."

"Well, listening to Wang Ye said that you are very good with the hail?" Yao Mozhen took the tea that Tingyue handed over, took a sip, and asked at random.

"That's really good, nothing to say." There aren't many words, but every sentence is catering to Yao Mozhen.

"It's dusty, do you have something to come to the palace?" Yao Mo's eyebrows were slightly stunned and he had to recover from time to time.

"It's a matter of finding the prince, and it's not enough to do the scorpion's saltpeter. I want to ask the prince to dial some more."

"This kind of small thing to find what Wang Ye is doing, Ben Lei can be!" On one side, Ting Yue whispered.

"Since you have something, then go ahead." Yao Mo stunned slightly, and immediately waved back. Until the dust went far, Yao Mozhen only looked at Tingyue.

"The time when the palace is not here, the relationship between the dust and the prince seems to be quite harmonious." Yao Mozhen was careless.

"This ah... the slaves didn't pay attention." These days, Tingyue focused his attention on Yan Caier and Huang Junjun, and the observations of others were naturally less.

Just then, Ming Yu suddenly came in from the outside.

"Slaves and sorrows see the goddess!" After the introduction of Mingyu, who was dressed in a plain costume, he bowed to Yao Mozhen and gave him a courtesy.

"You have been a woman, but also claim to be a slave, Tingyue, quickly help Mingyu." Yao Mozhen smiled and stunned, a gentle color between the eyebrows.

"If the non-daily mother saves her life several times, Ming Yushu will not be so stable today. No matter where Ming Yu is, she is a slave to the goddess!" Ming Yu is grateful to Yao Mozhen, and the re-creation is just like this. .

"Look at you, the more you say the more polite, you don't have to be restrained in the future, you can do it at random. Then you will say that you want to see this palace, special dress up, in fact, you don't have to." Yao Mozhi knows that Ming Yu is Ming Liji The person of grace also likes it from the bottom of my heart.