The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 503, three years after the closure

Since the foundation, Di Feng has been cherished for the meditation of the old Xia Wang. It has been decided not to be sealed for three years, so Di Feng is still single until now. As a single, Di Feng still has a need for women, Duan Wutong is not bad, but Di Feng really can't see those locusts, so Duan Wutong will be even with respect, plus only a few days, they have not yet To the point of breaking the paper, let’s just squat, Difeng thinks.

"It’s very fun to play, are you really afraid of death? Or pretend to be calm? You can see it at a glance!" The cold voice screamed, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a black shadow With a brown cloak, walk step by step to the iron bar.

"Night game, lend you courage, you don't dare to kill the old man! Yi Han, dial the stone, the old man's menu!" Kubu Dan coldly opened his mouth, and the blind man turned back to the stone in the hands of Feng Yihan.

"I choose the double, the unbelief, I can't win one!" Di Feng turned a blind eye to the night game.

"Night game, you must not give this girl a chance, otherwise the girl will definitely teach you this negative heart for Mo Xin sister! Choose double!" Duan Wutong twilight cold, talking, wide sleeves, a whole body The dark locusts sneaked into the night.

"Chu Wang does not want to try his luck?" Feng Yihan is very inviting.

"Hey! I still have a big say when I die! There are still ten days. After ten days, if Yao Mozhen does not appear in front of you, you will send you **** to you!"

"Night game, trouble you take the medicine and come out again, can you know to kill us? You think that you can resist the five countries and millions of soldiers with your big Chu?" Feng Yihan raised his eyebrows and looked at the night game, disdain Opening, turn carefully to the stone.

"Qi Wang is alive, the big Qi army will naturally respond to it. If Qi Qi is dead, they will only obey the new Qi Wang, will they send troops to the army, then it depends on who is the new successor Qi Wang! Reluctant to avenge you! Several are royals, naturally understand the cruelty of the battle of the throne, this ### are in place, then you are the day! Ming ### is into the loess, then what are you?" The night of the game sneered, and the eyes were red.

"Then you killed the princess and watched the Nanqiang Lord will not give up!" Duan Wutong looked up to the night, and silently read his mouth. The night game has not yet opened, and he listened to the sound of ‘啪——’, and Duan Wutong’s twilight.

"Aphids? What are you in addition to the locusts in Nanqiang? Unfortunately, you are not afraid!" When the night dynasty coveted, the locusts that had been brought over by Duan Wutong had already disappeared.

"This... how is this possible?" Duan Wutong was shocked and re-watched the night game.

"Xia Wang, you believe it or not, as long as you die, the new imperial Xia Wang is likely to cut taxes for three years to celebrate! There is Loulan Wang, Loulan is certainly more money, can fight the fight is a real knife, it is difficult Do you want to use money to kill me? Chu! You are too self-righteous! Since I dare to catch you, I will bear the consequences! I advise you to pray that Yao Mozhen will arrive as scheduled, otherwise he will definitely Let you taste the taste of death, as for how to die... See you are all the king of a country, you will die for you!" Night Hyun turned cold and stepped on the violent Step away from the cave.

"Double." The stone on the stone case had a result, and Feng Yihan announced.

"Fortune telling that I can live to eighty, what does this mean?" At this time, Di Feng did not have the joy of winning.

"Describe that it is a rivers and lakes liar." Feng Yihan is very pertinent, the meaning of the words is this disaster.

"When is the martial arts of the night game so powerful? The locusts of this palace are not close to him!" Duan Wutong looked worried and worried.

"Mo Zhen still don't come!" According to the truth, the richer the more people are afraid of death, the more expensive and noble like Loulan Wang, he is now reasonable and crying, but at the moment, Loulan Wang I really hope that Yao Mo is not here.

"The relationship between Loulan Wang and Yao Mozhen is so strong, and envy of the cold." Feng Yihan gratified to see Loulan Wang.

"The old man thinks that Yao Mo is not coming, we still have a chance to live. If she comes, we will live to the end." Loulan Wang, everyone bowed, silent.

The autumn wind blew, the leaves rustled, and occasionally the insects broke the silence in the forest. In the depths of the woods, a pile of bonfires creaked, and a double shadow sits opposite the fire.

Opposite the bonfire, the cold robes were black robes, and the ink was as straight as the satin, and the wind passed. The bangs in front of the forehead swayed a sensation of calmness and vicissitudes. When I first saw the cold brocade, Yao Mozhen had an inexplicable Intimacy, it is true that he is not as beautiful as Yan Nanxuan, but the inner contagiousness of Han Jinyi’s body is also not pursued by Yan Nanzhen’s cultivation for a lifetime.

"Joe is willing to let the Lord return to find Mo Zhen?" Yao Mo 婉 turned over the hare on the bonfire, seems to have no intention to ask.

"The deity of the Lord took him to dinner, and he kept him in the place to eat." Han Jinyi responded with a whisper, then picked up the roast rabbit and went to Yao Mo's side and sat down.

"Hosting? Where?" Yao Mozhen felt like a lovely look of Joe, no matter which one is taken, will be very happy.

"In the green pavilion of Datun Jingcheng." Han Jinyi said that the clouds are light and windy, but it makes Yao Mo stunned.

"That Joe is not... very dangerous?"

"No." Han Jinyi from the channel.

"Also, Joe's martial arts is not generally high." Yao Mozhen sighed and felt that he was worried.

"The deity of the Lord sealed his acupuncture points. He couldn't display martial arts, but he always had all kinds of poisons in his body. It was difficult for others to bully him." Han Jinyi thought.

"Oh... the Lord thought... The poisons on Mo Zhen... Where did it come from?" Yao Mohan wiped his sweat and his tongue was curled up. Han Jinyi fiercely glimpsed, Qing dynasty turned to Yao Mozhen, see Yao Mozhen nodded, Han Jinyi suddenly felt dizzy, and suddenly there was a miserable appearance of Joe’s being pressed in bed and calling it every day. Picture.

In five days, Yao Mozhen and Han Jinyi finally arrived at the market town under Qingfeng Mountain. Originally, Yao Mozhen did not want Han Jinyi to accompany him, but in view of his death in the hands of the tigress, Yao Mozhen felt that it should not be reluctant. When you are, don't stick to it.

In the inn room, Yao Mozhen and Han Jinyi studied the map of Qingfeng Mountain for almost an hour.

"In fact, the Lord wants to know, if the Lord does not come, why should you save them?" Han Jinyi had such questions after reading the map.

"Even if the Lord is coming, Mo Zhen is also this!" Yao Mozhen pointed to his lips, and then put away the map.

"With your mouth?" Han Jinyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Yao Mozhen.

"How? The Lord does not believe it? Tomorrow, Mo Zhen will go up the mountain alone, respect the Lord and wait here to meet the seal and cool them." Yao Mo's eyebrows are full of confidence.

"Just kidding?" Han Jinyi expressed doubts.

"Of course not, Mo Zhen is serious, respect the Lord, and Mo Yan has his own way to let the night game put them four." Yao Mo's heart is far less confident than the face, but now, She can only be desperate. First, when I received the letter, I had no time to ask for help from all countries. Second, she can ask for Chu Mobei, but once the action is too big to be discovered by the night game, it is difficult to guarantee that the night game will not kill them. So, Yao Mozhen will only have this one. The way is.