The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 408, crying, please.

The sound of fighting outside is gradually drifting away. The tears that Yao Mozhen has accumulated for a long time seem to be the flood of the levee, and the turbulence and slipping, the heart, the pain, seems to be mad by thousands of poisonous snakes!

"Cry a good time, wait until you cry, and forget that person." As the sound of Jiangnan Chunyu sounded leisurely, Yao Mozhen’s tears were lifted and he was seeing Han Jinyi’s black robe standing in front of himself, grief The look is like a fascinating view of the world's Buddhas. Yao Mo's bottom line of defense is defeated, and he rushes into the arms of Han Jinyi, crying out.

Han Jinyi distressed and caressed the woman's ink hair in her arms. The fingers of Yingrun Ruyu were a little trembling. Who would be willing to cry like this elf? Night Junqing, you have no eyes.

Tears wet the ink robe, Yao Mozhen cried exhausted, almost collapsed.

"Mo Mo?" The low crying weakened, the cold brocade whispered, but no one answered. Seeing Yao Mozhen's body slipped down, Han Jinyi's shot, Yao Mozhen took his arms.

Looking at the pale and colorless face of the baby, the heart of Han Jinyi unconsciously twitched, it was a feeling of distress. For the first time, Han Jinyi was distressed by a woman.

On the bed, Han Jinyi gently put Yao Mozhen on the front, and then pulled up the quilt. The two scorpions of the night sky flashed like a moonlight-like gentle light.

"Punisizing yourself for the mistakes of others, you are stupid..." Looking at the tears of Yao Mo's eyes, the creeks did not enter the corner. The chest of Han Jinyi seemed to be blocked by a mass of cotton smudges.

On the early morning of the next day, Tingyue opened the door of the warm jade pavilion early. When the door of the inner room was not closed, he made a little bit of it, but he was shocked when he saw Yao Mozhen sitting upright on the couch. .

"Mother, you haven't slept all night?" Ting Yue was horrified, rushed into the inner room, looking at the master with a worried look.

"This palace is hungry, you go to let Joe to prepare some food." At the time of Tingyue's entrance, Yao Mojun slammed down and immediately got up and walked out of the bed, swaying and sitting in front of the dressing table. Pick up the comb and lick the blue silk in your hand.

"Anniling?" Tingyue has already learned from the Yannan mouth that the night Junqing wants to take a step, Tingting, she is also worried about Yao Mozhen one night, so I will come early.

"Go!" Yao Mozhen urged, Tingyue hesitated for a moment, and had to turn and leave. This matter, she did not know how to comfort, Yan Nanxuan means to let himself in front of the master for the night, beautifully, she I feel that the night Junqing and the master are a pair of heavenly creations. However, she can't agree with what she did at night, so she has reservations about Yan Nanzhen's proposal.

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Yao Mozhen is somewhat lost, his eyebrows are like the mountains and the ink, his eyes are like the autumn water, the lips are like the nose, and the slight lips are enough to reverse the sentient beings. Yao Mozhen caressed his cheeks, and his eyes overflowed with an elite brilliance.

Yao Mozhen, you almost lost direction! Have you forgotten the vow of rebirth? You are Yao Mozhen, the most understanding of the night, the heart of the wolf, the dog lungs, Yao Suzhen’s heart, Yao Mozhen, Yao Mozhen, who is filled with Yao Moxin and Zhong Er’s **** sea, is vowed to smash the night and Yao Su Wan Mo's 10,000 yuan!

Nowadays, the night game is still sitting in the Golden Temple. Although Yao Suzhen is not as good as death, she has no regrets. The big hatred has not been reported, but you are here to grow up, so you are worthy of who!

The heart, gradually calm, gradually stopped the water, and spent a night to pay homage to the feeling that has not yet begun to end, enough, and extravagant...

In the bronze mirror, Yao Mozhen's lips gradually evoke a touch of curvature, and the smile of Can Ruochun's spring is fascinating. The heart is long, and it doesn't hurt, but it doesn't hurt. It's just that Yao Mozhen will bear this pain in his heart, forcing himself to ignore it.

Joe's morning meal preparation is very rich, more than three hundred meals are in front of me, just to make people feel dazzled, Yao Mozhen wants to be grateful to Joe, even though they have seen two things, they are vulnerable At that time, he did not fall into the stone, it is a good person. Until the cold Jinyi was warmed into the jade pavilion, Yao Mozhen felt that he was too self-satisfied, and Joe was so, just because of the face of Han Jinyi.

There are not many words in the cold brocade. I only sit there and pick up the dishes for Yao Mozhen from time to time. Yao Mozhen did not open the door first. The scene last night was still in front of him. It was true that he just wanted to find a shoulder and borrowed it. But in the end, it was still a bit embarrassing. Fortunately, Yan Nanyu appeared in time to ease the warm jade cabinet. atmosphere of.

"Yao Mozhen, you cried all night?" Yan Nanxuan exclaimed as he licked Yao Mo's red and swollen scorpion. Yao Mo's eyebrows have been picked twice, and his eyes are like a sharp blade to Yan Nanzhen. It is not a material for a slave. Is it true that people all over the world are blind, and you are bright-eyed! Yao Mo is squatting.

"Cough cough... Breakfast is good, this lord has long been hungry!" Yan Nanxuan knew that he had lost his words, and when he was on the chair, he was about to take chopsticks, but he was stopped by Han Jinyi.

"Your food is there." Han Jinyi snorted openly, and Yan Nanyi looked at the cold robes. He saw a square table in the southeast corner of the main hall, and a large pot of steaming brown rice was placed on the front. Porridge, and a dish of pickles, at this moment, there is already a porridge for Yannan, respectfully waiting there.

"Don't! The League is mainly eating with you!" Yan Nanyi looked unhappy and opened his mouth.

"Joe, the man who dumped the porridge, the Yanmeng master is not hungry."

"Slow! Eat! Eat is not enough! You have to be mad!" Yan Nanzhen recognized the situation, if you do not eat the brown rice porridge, you have to hungry for a day, perhaps more than one day. So Yan Nan’s grievances went to the small table next to him, sipping a brown rice porridge that was harder to drink than drowning.

Just then, the door suddenly ran into a man, and he slammed back in the ear of Joe.

"Is there something?" In the opening room of Han Jinyi, he clipped a piece of fish and put it in Yao Mo's bowl.

"Responding to the Lord, there is a woman who claims to be a hidden guardian of Chu. She said that there is something to be seen, called Yuer." Joe Ye said, Yao Mozhen's embarrassment, and Yan Nanxuan looked at each other.

Han Jinyi did not speak, and turned to look at Yao Mozhen.

"If the Lord does not mind, Mo Zhen wants to see the rain." Yao Mo looked like an old well, and his voice was cold. Han Jinyi then nodded to Joe. When it was not long, Yuer led the next person and entered the warm jade pavilion.

"It’s raining, seeing the host!" When I saw Yao Mozhen, the rain couldn’t wait to go to the front, respectfully salute, seeing the rain and the hair messy, the lips are cracked, and Yao Mozhen knows that she must be day and night. .

"Ting Yue, I will pour a glass of water for the rain." Yao Mozhen is somewhat distressed, and can get the hidden guards like Yin Xue and rain and lightning. How lucky she is. Thinking about this, Yao Mozhen subconsciously yelled at Yan Nanzhen, who was drinking porridge in the corner. Perhaps she should do something for Yan Nanzhen.

"Master, Rain has something to report!" Rain, who cares about drinking water, took out his wedding invitation in his arms, hesitated for a moment, still handed it to Yao Mozhen.

Yao Mozhen suspicion took over the wedding invitation. When he saw the above name, the lips twitched a bitter bitterness, still distressed, could not stand the pain, scratched the heart and hurt the liver.

"What is it?" See Yao Mo's face pale and pale, Han Jinyi asked the lips.

"Returning to the Lord, is... is the wedding invitation of the night Junqing and Duan Tingting's wedding. When Rain comes here, it is to send the wedding invitation to the Yanmeng master. There is also a copy for you. Rain talks, and Take another wedding invitation from your arms and hand it to the cold brocade.