The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 463 has no face to live

"You said, or why the purpose of doing these things is why!" Yao Mozhen faintly opened, and then turned and left. Until the sound of closing the door, Yao Su's lips twitched with a bitter smile.

Mo Zhen, I am sorry, the second sister really has no face to live in front of the eldest sister's mausoleum. In this life, the second sister owes you, the next life will return, now, the second sister should go to the big sister to redeem .....

After noon, Yao Mozhen learned about the death of Yao Suzhen from Tingyue.

"Is it buried." Yao Mozhen did not have too many words, nor did he go to the firewood room to see Yao Suzhen's last side, because she did not want to cry for someone who once hurt her.

Later, Yao Mozhen knew that after they had buried Yao Suzhen, Yan Heng and He Lianpeng had dug Yao Suzhen’s grave like a child, and whip the body for a while. This is not meaningful to Yao Mozhen. People die like lights, but they are dead bodies with no souls. What kind of strength do you have with it? I heard that Yan Heng also flashed.

In the following days, Yao Mozhen found that Jun Junqing’s behavior was very unusual, and it was so unusual that she could not accept it.

"Wang Ye, if you have nothing to do, go to the military camp to turn around." After Yao Mozhen woke up, the night Jun Qing will follow the image behind her, the attitude is almost more diligent than Tingyue, the harm of Yao Mo I feel uncomfortable.

"There is a squadron and He Lianpeng in the military camp. If the king goes there, there is nothing to do. It’s right for Mo Zhen. What do you want to eat for dinner? The king will do it for you!" Yujun Qing said, actually took it out of the sleeve. Paper pen. Yao Mozhen saw this and couldn't help but lick his throat.

"Mo婉 wants to eat people." Yao Mozhen felt that he was guilty. He simply turned a man on the battlefield into a well-behaved family woman. But she is also very embarrassed, she really did nothing!

The night Junqing thought for a moment, and did not know what to draw on the paper, and then turned away.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Yao Mozhen was afraid that the night of the Qing Dynasty would give her a flesh and heat, so he shouted.

"Catch people!" Night Jun Qing Yang went away, leaving Yao Mozhen, who was full of black lines.

The dinner is very rich, especially the ginseng doll in the center of the square table. It is just like jumping out of the plate. It is said that after Yannan’s return from Fengyu Mountain Villa, it is rare to see such a novelty. However, he was stunned by the most fierce gaze of the night.

"Mo Mo, you taste it, this is what the king himself did!" When the night was clear, the eyes were gentle and watery. Opposite, Yan Nanzhen’s face is questioned and looked at Yao Mozhen. The meaning is very obvious: during this time when the ally is absent, what did you do to the night Junqing!

"Since the lord likes it, give him a good job!" Yao Mozhen looked innocent, what she could do, she really didn't even have a fart! Although the night Junqing was reluctant, he still clipped the ginseng doll to Yannan's plate. At this moment, Yao Mozhen and Yan Nanxi are all messed up in the hurricane! Who is the unlucky child who is going to accept it!

"Night Junqing, Mo Zhen feels that we need to talk about it!" Yao Mozhen believes that this can not be done any longer, otherwise she will certainly bear the crime of damaging the pillars.

In the evening, Yao Mozhen called the night Jun Qing to his room, so he was very serious to sit at the table and gave him a cup of tea.

"Talk about it, what does Wang Ye want to do?" Yao Mozhen slowly sat on the opposite side of the night, and solemnly opened his mouth.

"The king didn't think about it?" The night Jun Qing looked innocently to Yao Mozhen, and the clear hustle was like a gentle moonlight.

"Today, the death of the big sister has been known to the people of the world. Doesn't the prince feel that it is the time when the military heart is full? At this moment, the soldiers will be able to play Cao Kun, and they will be caught unprepared!" Yan Heng and He Lianpeng came to the night several times. Junqing was rejected by the night Junqing with unreasonable reasons. No way, they had to find Yao Mozhen.

"It's not the time." The night Jun Qing hangs on tea, and the tea cup hides the guilty conscience of his eyes.

"Reason!" Yao Mozhen suddenly had the meaning of hating iron and not forming steel. Now everything is ready. As long as the night is clear, she will be closer to the night.

"The reason is not the time."

"Night Junqing!" Rao is a good temper and was also suffocated by the night prince, especially Yao Mozhen has no good temper.

"Don't be angry, Rong Ben Wang will consider it for two more days. Are you sleepy? Isn't it better for the king to tell you the story? Are you sleeping?" The thick cheeks of the night Jun Qing made Yao Mozhen completely speechless, so he got it. A scene down.

Yao Mozhen was irritated in bed, and Jun Jun was leaning against the bed. He didn't know what to hold in his hand.

"Wang Ye still do not read, Mo Zhen is not interested in the following ten-year-old IQ." Yao Mozhen coldly opened his mouth.

"I just fell asleep if I was not interested!" Night Junqing looked at Yao Mozhen very reasonably, but he licked his throat when he was on the murder of Yao Mozhen.

"That's not like this, the king will talk about some..."

"Wang Ye still talks about some of the stories you used to ride in the sand field to listen to Mo Zhen." Yao Mozhen wants to inspire the fighting spirit of the night Junqing. The night Junqing hesitated, and finally did not refuse.

"Remember that the king’s first battle on the battlefield was really terrible. Even when the king’s martial arts was the most outstanding among the princes, it was a 12-year-old child. The king still remembers how the light of the first person who died under the sword of the flames of the flames, shocked, feared, and even a trace of resentment..."

“A 12-year-old child can see so many things in the eyes of the dead?” Yao Mozhen disapproved.

"The king changed one."

"Continue to continue..." Yao Mozhen is very close to shut up.

"That was the first time the king murdered. Looking at the blood ticking on the flame soul sword, the king was stupid. At that time, he was stupid. There was no other movement except for standing there. At that time, where was the king? Knowing that on the battlefield, a smooth walker may have lost his life. Fortunately, Ben Lei rushed over to block the chopper that came over from the king. The king did not die young, but he left on the back of the thunder. The next long 疤..." Think about it, the night is a bitter smile, the same is a 12-year-old child, Ben Lei has long been used to the battle on the battlefield.

"After that?" Yao Mo whispered.

"Then, then, the king will smash the enemy who has been wounded and thundered." Night Jun Qing wrote down, but the scene of blood splashing was so shocking, until many years later, every night I think of it, it seems to be in the past.

"Oh..." Yao Mozhen was a little distressed, and it must have been frightening at night.

"There was another time, the king was in the ambush of the enemy, running the thunder..." Night Junqing recalled the past thrills on Yao Mo's couch, but every story must have a thunder to make cannon fodder, listen and listen. Yao Mozhen understood the meaning of the night Junqing. Listening and listening, Yao Mozhen really fell asleep.

"Mo Mo?" Night Jun Qing whispered Yao Mozhen, seeing Yao Mozhen no words, only then stopped his exaggerated narratives, hands, and gradually put on Yao Mozhen's cheek.

Mo Zhen, do you believe that Jun Qing falls in love with you, so deep in love, deep enough to be willing to give up revenge, but also to live well! So you must not live up to Junqing, no matter what happens, you must live strong, okay?