The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 500 is this your explanation?

"Yao Mozhen! This is your explanation? So the Lord saves you is self-love, even if you die, it is alive?" Joe Ye Teng jumped on the bench, condescending to despise Yao Mozhen.

"This palace... this palace can not say that!" Yao Mozhen some grievances, for the cold Jinyi, she also went up the mountain to collect 'Penglai Qiye' came, almost no life, no, in her heart, Han Jinyi never It is not an insignificant person.

"But you mean that! Yao Mozhen, you are too selfish! Just because you played this play, how many lives are dead! Now the Lord is living, can seal them cold..." Joe is angry , blurted out, but when it was halfway, it stopped abruptly.

"Feng Yi Han? Who are you referring to? What happened to them?" Yao Mo's ear is also very aura, and immediately grasp the key point, the color is suddenly convergence.

"Nothing! Anyway, if you have a conscience, you will persuade the Lord to return to the Imperial City, and you will not give up your life to save you!" Joe said, jumping off the bench and turning around.

"If Joe is willing to tell Mo Zhen what happened, Mo Zhen has his own way to return the Lord to the Imperial City. If Joe does not intend to take it out, Mo Zhen will also ask the cold master to take a trip with Mo Zhen. Da Qi!” Yao Mozhen’s voice is cold and the light is like a blade.

"You!" Joe heard the sound and turned to glare at Yao Mozhen.

"Mo Zhen feels that this business is earned by Joe!" Yao Mozhen looked awe-inspiring and his voice was awkward.

"But it, but the old man hopes that after you hear this, remember your commitment." Joe finally compromised and walked back to the pavilion. Yao Mo is silent, only listening carefully behind Joe.

"The old man heard that the Chu Wang night game is like you like a pearl, and you are obedient, so your betrayal is absolutely fatal." Joe knows Yao Moxin’s business and knows Yao Mozhen. The determination to avenge the sister, from a certain point of view, the night game is still good for Yao Mozhen.

"Speak the key!" Yao Mozhen cold channel.

"This is the word that the old man received before he left the Imperial City. Look at it!" Joe finally hesitated for a moment, and finally handed the word in the sleeve to Yao Mozhen.

‘婉儿: If you want to save the king and seal the cold, Xia Wang Di Feng, Loulan Wang Kubudan, Nanqiang Haoyue Princess, within a month, to see the Qingfeng Mountain in the Chu State - night game

"How is this possible? How can they fall into the night? There is no reason!" The hand holding the word trembles, and Yao Moxun looks incredulously at the words in his hand, and the eyes are stunned. Panic.

"Love is crazy! Night Hongyi caught the Three Kingdoms monarchs at this time. The princess of a country is undoubtedly a declaration of war to the four countries. It is unwise. It is not wise. You can see that Yao Mozhen is in his heart and is more important than Jiangshan." Just about things.

"Qingfeng Mountain... It is a barren mountain, no one is mining, there is no reason for the night game? Joe, are you sure that this word is a night game?" Yao Mozhen is as clear as a lake, deep like a sea.

"The old man is not sure, can't afford this responsibility. This word is only sent to the city of Wanhuang. It is your business to believe and believe. But one thing, you don't know the handwriting of the night game?" A broken word.

Yao Mo is silent, carefully scrutinizing the words in his hand, one thing she is sure, every word on it comes from the hands of the night game.

"Yao Mozhen, the Lord is seriously injured, the body is still very weak, so no matter how you plan, the old man hopes that there is no Lord in your plan." Joe took a deep breath and turned away from the pavilion.

Today, Yao Mozhen can be called a polished sergeant. Even if she has a good idea, she is not dispatched. Even so, can she let Feng Yihan suffer in Qingfeng Mountain? This is not her Yao Mo's work.

In the evening, Yao Mozhen talked to Han Jinyi in a full-time monitoring of Joe.

"If it wasn't Chu Mobei last night, Mo Zhen was afraid that he would die and see the Lord again." At the jade side table, Yao Mozhen looked at the cold robes around the ginseng soup and whispered.

"It was for 'Penglai Qiye', the deity heard about it." Han Jinyi nodded slightly, coveted the porridge, but the heart was heartbroken, and if Yao Mozhen fed the wolf to save himself, what should he do? Regret.

"It’s Mo Zhen’s self-improvement. I thought I could control the whole situation, but I didn’t want to lose it in the end. It’s harmful...” Yao Mozhen hadn’t finished talking, and he heard Joe’s behind him, coughing twice.

"The deceased Lord and Yin Xue almost lost their lives. In fact, the Lord should not come back, or else..." Yao Mozhen understood the meaning of Joe. He did not want to tell himself about the night game. However, Joe will not understand, even if he does not remind, he will be tight-lipped, and people are owed more, she is afraid of not paying.

"Cough!" behind him, Joe’s warning came again.

"Mo Zhen decided to stay and take care of Chu Mobei until he woke up, hope..." Yao Mo sighed and continued.

"Cough cough..." Joe finally coughed up again, Yao Mo angered, and suddenly got up and looked at Joe, the eyes of the fire, the meaning is that your mother's still let people talk!

"Oh... this is an accident..." Joe’s hands pouted and his face was innocent. The result was that Han Jinyi did not hesitate to pick up Joe and take him out of the room.

"Respect the Lord! You let the old slaves go in!" Outside the door, Joe tried desperately to shoot the door.

"Mo Mo! The deity has heard that the children in the Daqing Youth Museum are particularly popular in recent days. Is it true?" Han Jinyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Yao Mozhen.

"Of course! Now the price of a young child mentioned five thousand two, Rao is long and cute, but it is hot!" Yao Mozhen deliberately amplified the volume.

"The two chat slowly, the old slaves will not bother." Outside the door, Joe is simply leaving at the speed of flying. If it is not sealed, he is not afraid of any young children! Joe is thinking. In fact, Joe is also very wrong, he is a young child! Is it!

In the room, Yao Mozhen took a deep breath, there was no Joe, and even the air was fresh.

"You are not going to return to Guangning?" Han Jinyi grasped the spoon of the finger and subconsciously increased the strength. After waking up, he did not see the night Junqing appeared, and his heart was curious.

"It won't be in the short term. Anyway, it's good to eat here. Mo Zhen is really a bit happy." Yao Mozhen suddenly felt heartache. She really wanted to hear the news of the night Junqing, but since I believe, is it right? It is more thorough to believe.

“Is it better than Wanhuangcheng?” Han Jinyi disapproved, and the deep scorpion was like a moonlight-like gentle light, and it was softly inviting.

"In the eyes of Mo Yan, there is no better place in the world than Wanhuangcheng. Rao is old and must be invited to the Lord!" Yao Mozhen looked at Han Jinyi with his eyes.

"Why wait for the old?" Han Jinyi did not understand.

"Because only people are old, it is suitable for drinking brown rice porridge. Appropriate coarse food can prolong life, and people are still particularly insecure. The gold of Wanhuangcheng is dedicated to this disease!" Yao Mozhen explained. In fact, even Yao Mozhen himself felt that this sounds like shit. If it was before, Han Jinyi would use the worst words to refute Yao Mozhen, and attaching the ugly girl is a sentimental, and your mind has entered the water. However, at this time, Han Jinyi looked at Yao Mozhen after a long silence.

"That's it." Han Jinyi whispered and continued to drink soup. Yao Mozhen thought he would accept the baptism of the storm, but he didn't want the cold clothes to fall even after a rain, and he felt uncomfortable.