The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 383 is narrow road

"You are... Qinger? Why are you here?" Yao Mozhen was shocked to see the Qinger in a colorful costume, and he walked in with a fan, compared with the dress of Wanhuangcheng, now Qing Children have to shine a lot.

"How long has it been, you don't know how I will be here?" Qinger's voice is cool, the color is cold, and the attitude is not friendly.

Yao Mo slammed his voice and suddenly thought of why he was so familiar with the water and the sky. When Han Jinyi drove Qinger out of Wanhuangcheng, the place where Joe had sent her back was the water and the sky.

"Cough cough... The road is narrow." Yao Mozhen squatted to the side of the night, and muttered.

"Do you have complaints with her?" The night Junqing feels that Yao Mozhen is a superb god, and he goes up to Loulan Wang, down to the Qinglou woman, and regardless of the relationship, so broad and comprehensive, it is really eye-catching.

"Exactly, there should be hatred." Yao Mozhen noticed the dawn of Qinger's killing of the whip, very precise.

"Yao Mozhen, Lotus really does not understand, since you entered the Imperial City, how can you still be unclear with this man! You are so worthy of respecting the Lord!" The sharp voice is very harsh, Qingeryi Face anger looked at Yao Mozhen.

"Who? Lotus? You said that you are a lotus? Which lotus?" Yao Mozhen's first reaction is that there are many lotuses in the water and the sky.

"Hey, there is only one lotus flower in the whole water and sky, that is me! How? You don't even know what the red lotus grows, so you have to see a lot of money to see?" Qinger looked coldly at Yao Mozhen. , did not send a smile from beginning to end.

"You are the top card squad here?" Yao Mozhen felt that things were difficult.

"There is this girl, who dares to claim to be a squad! Why, not worthy?" Qinger's voice became more and more chilly.

"Of course, Mo Zhen said, instead of dug the scrap iron in the city of Wanhuang, it is better to be the first card in the water and the sky. With the qualification of the girl, the man in this world can fall under the pomegranate skirt of the girl, why care about that? "I don't have long-eyed cold brocade clothes!" Yao Mozhen felt that if he wanted to get the key to Xu Mo's body, it was important for Qinger to be flattered, but Yao Mozhen did not know that she was photographed on the horse's leg. .

"Stop! Yao Mozhen, you simply don't know shame! The Lord is so good to you, you are not waiting for the Lord in the Imperial City, you are still here to talk about it! You are still fooling with this man, you are worthy of the Lord!" Qinger fried hair, pointing to Yao Mozhen, yelling.

"Cough... The girl is afraid of misunderstanding. Mo Zhen is only a guest of Wanhuangcheng. He really didn't have to wait for the cold brocade. And Mo Zhen didn't fool around with this man. To take a step back, even if it was a fool, Han Jinyi couldn't control it. Yao Mozhen originally thought that the women who stayed in the city of Wanhuang went for money. They could look at the young children in front of them. Yao Mozhen felt that the personality of Han Jinyi could not be ignored.

"Yao Mozhen, you are too much! What others can't ask for, you are abandoning. You will regret it one day!" Qinger glared at Yao Mozhen, then turned and left.

"Mo Zhen thinks she should be happy." Seeing the door slammed by the green children, Yao Mozhen sat down and sat down, looking innocent. It’s not a chance to miss an enemy!

"What do you know, this is called big love." Night Jun Qing is a serious opening, showing the admiration. This expression was exchanged for Yao Mozhen to strongly despise.

"Wang Ye can not forget what we are doing, without the help of this red lotus, we can hardly get the key to Xu Mo, then don't save Yan Nan." Yao Mozhen does not know why night Junqing It is said that Qinger is a big love. Until one day, when watching a pair of people cuddling with each other and enjoying the sunset, she suddenly understood that the so-called big love is fulfillment.

"Since she is in conflict with you, this king thinks that you still have to leave first." Night Jun Qing proposed.

"Is there a way for Wang Ye to convince her?" Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows and looked suspiciously to the night.

"Try it." Night Jun Qing suddenly wants to borrow a sentence that Yao Mozhen often said, everything is possible. Yao Mozhen naturally can't ask for it. She can't stand the Qinger's eyes as if she would use her eyes to kill her.

When Yao Mozhen left, the night Junqing waited for three hours, and Qinger’s party was late.

"If you change to another person, this girl will not come back." At the time of entering the door, Qinger raised his eyebrows and looked at the night, Qingjun as a fairy, gentle as jade, but also pleasing to the eye.

"The girl is so loving, Junqing Sansheng is fortunate." Night Jun Qing respected and warmly opened.

"You give up, the person whom the Lord likes, no one can win him. Yao Mozhen is destined to be the Lord." Qinger opened the door and saw a few sad memories.

"In fact, Junqing stayed, just want to know, Qingqing girl said that Han Zunzhu likes Yao Mozhen? How to determine Yao Mozhen will be the person who is the Lord of the cold?" To save Yan Nanzhen, his current problems are more important.

"Well, let's say that let you die, the cold Lord once shouted Yao Mozhen's name on this girl's couch! As a man, you should understand what it means!" Qinger felt this was a shame, but for Let the night Jun die, she can't care much.

Silence, the night Junqing only feels that the chest is blocked by a group of cotton wool, and he wants to suffocate, this feeling seems to have met before, when he looked at the night game and Yao Moxin double amphibious, he also felt the same .

"I must have understood it. I don't want to use it. Leave her." Qinger saw the meaning of the same illness from the expression of the night Junqing. He couldn't help but patted the shoulder of the night Junqing.

"You can't be reconciled!" The night Jun Qing hands and fists, the green and white marks on the bones, the dark scorpion flashed very bitter.

"Wang Ye Festival mourns." The pain of the night Junqing, she feels the same.

"But, since the Qinger girl can let go, this king has no reason to be entangled like a woman! The girl said, Jun Qingru is topping up, suddenly clear, come, this Wang Jing girl a cup!" For the children to fill the glass, Qing Er also did not refuse, the two actually pushed the cup to change the drink.

When the wine was over thirty years, the night Junqing and Qinger had already seen each other and hated each other. They each spit the bitter water. During the night, the night was clear and the time was not mentioned. It was not for Qinger who did not hesitate to agree.

And when the night Junqing leaves the water and the sky, Qinger has already slept. In the inn, Yao Mozhen relied on the window to be independent, and there was a picture of Yao Suzhen in his mind. According to the news from the secrets of the Chu Palace, the current Yao Suzhen’s unsatisfactory, even can be said to be miserable, the charm of Ji Ji only beat her. One eye, but now, the night game has broken her hands and feet, I heard that it was a life knife with a knife, and Yao Su was fainted several times when he was sentenced.

The dog's biting the dog's play is commonplace. Yao Mozhen doesn't feel strange. The night Jun Qing always said that she must report. In fact, the night game is the person who made these four words to the extreme, so Yao Mozhen believes that the night game will not be easy. Yao Suzhen died, this is also the original intention of Yao Mozhen, she hopes that Yao Suzhen can wake up from all these tortures, who is it, let her miserable.

"Thinking about the cold brocade?" The sound of the night Junqing is worthy of study, and the faint tone is full of sourness.

"Compared with the cold brocade, Mo Zhen misses Joe more." Yao Mozhen put away his thoughts, turned gracefully, and was seeing the night in front of him with a red face, his body swaying and his eyes blurred.