The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 529

At night, the wind is cold, and after a whistling northerly wind, the wind stops, the white snowflake snow is silent and disappears from the night. In the room, Tingyue ignited the third stove and then put the fire back. In the cupboard.

"The master, the prince is also true, knowing that you are worried about him, and so many days to avoid seeing, this is also ruthless! He does not want to think, if you do not catch Li Xian, then the swearing division will kill who!" The excitement gradually subsided, and Tingyue complained about the opening.

"Military affairs are important. The palace knows that he is fine." Yao Mozhen sat in a chair, his hands stretched out to the stove to bake, and his heart was uncomfortable. Having said that, the night can not be seen for a few days, and Yao Mou can't help but think.

"Tingyue knows that military affairs are important. If Wang Ye is in a military camp, it will be back to the military camp. Even if the military affairs are important, the time for eating is always there. If it is difficult for the prince to eat, he is also studying military affairs. "Ting Yue Yan opened his mouth and poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yao Mozhen."

"Maybe..." Just as Yao Mozhen took over the cup, the door was scorned twice.

"Who?" Ting Yue asked subconsciously. Outside, the night Junqing hesitated for a moment, and finally it was the answer. Tingyue Wen is the night Junqing. When he picks up the grievances on his face, he smiles and opens the door.

This made Yao Mozhen somewhat awkward. She originally thought that Tingyue would refuse to open the door, and I don’t know which Tingyue was ruined. Actually, I put the night Junqing into it. In this way, she seems to become somewhat passive, and what makes Yao Mozhen more passive is that when Tingyue came in, when Jun Qing came in, he shut himself out.

Until the night Junqing walked to the front of him, Yao Mozhen still kept the action of the end cup, but it was a mess, Yao Mozhen could not find the root of his heart, in the past it was not seen for decades, goodbye night When she was in the Qing Dynasty, she did not change her face. At this moment, Yao Mo is glad that the candlelight is dim, not as bright as the sun can shine on the cheeks.

"Mo Mo, is drinking tea?" Ye Junqing is obviously more cramped than Yao Mozhen, even if he walked into the seat, he did not dare to sit down.

"You are awkward!" Yao Mozhen also reflected the night of the night, and the original atmosphere was swept away.

"Cough... Although the king's eyes are red, there is still a distance from the scorpion, which disappoints you." The night prince sat down at the table, and then the pot smashed a cup of tea and shouted.

After the night Junqing said this, Yao Mo 婉 婉 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , The humerus is protruding, the chin is pointed, and the night of the night is clear and the word is handsome.

"Is this king and handsome?" The night Jun Qing sipped his mouth tea and raised his lips.

"It’s going to be a thunder and it’s going to be unlucky." Yao Mozhen’s voice was firm and his voice was cold. She thought that there was a thunder, and she would not let the night Jun Qing be too laborious. But now, Jun Junqing actually lost her skin. !

"Thank you..." The night Junqing suddenly converges, and the look of the solemn look to Yao Mozhen, no one has come to the end. Yao Mozhen is awkward, I don't know where this thank you.

"So you agree that the palace will punish you for the thunder?" Yao Mozhen guessed,

"Chu Mobei had been looking for this king when he left Jiangcheng. He said that he would wait for your message in Kinmen. As long as you open his mouth, he will rate the 500,000 troops of Jinmen to assist Junqing at any time. But Mo Zhen, you know how Junqing is. What did you say to him?" The star-like scorpion is scattered with the brilliance of the brilliance. The sound of the night is as clear as the rain, and the sound of celadon is tapped in Yao Mo's heart. It seems like a drop of water falls, and a circle laps around her heart. Hey.

"I didn't show up, how can I know?" Yao Mozhen tried his best to make his voice not sound, but he was already nervous.

"This king told him that this king would win, he would only wait. But Chu Mobei said that he was not the result of this embarrassment." The night Jun Qing word, clearly falls on Yao Mo's ear Shore.

"What do you mean?" Yao Mozhen felt that his quick and agile head seemed to have been suddenly filled with a large bucket of paste, and some of them were not good.

"He just wants to know where Moss’s trust in my night Junqing is, even if I don’t see any signs of winning, do you still have a hundred percent trust in my night princes. At that moment, the king I didn't dare to answer. Until he got out of the camp, the king shouted at him." The night prince looked straight at Yao Mozhen, and his thin lips were close.

"What did you call?" Yao Mo's heart mentioned the eyes of the blind man.

"Then wait for you, wait until you die!" The deep voice couldn't hear a little bit of ridicule and jealousy. The eyes of the night Jun Qing let Yao Mozhen know how uncertain he was at the time.

"So Mo Zhen did not go to Chu Mobei, it is the reason for Wang Ye Xie Mozhen?" Yao Mozhen felt that this thank you seems unnecessary.

"Yes! Your trust allows the king to know that my night is still the **** of war, and the battlefield is invincible! All your help has never made Junqing a waste of nothing." The night is open and happy, honest and straightforward.

"Wang Ye means... you thought about yourself? What time did you drink from the heart?" Yao Mo was stunned and his voice was trembling.

"It's not awkward, it's a jealousy to you, it's a waste, it's Jun Qing's contempt for himself. Jun Qing once thought about it. If it wasn't for you all the way, would I have to go out of Chu Palace? If there is no 'Yao Yao No.'s strong financial resources, and all your support, Junqing can have the power to compete with the night game, I admit, when the frustration, Junqing once was a waste, watching you stand in front of me For me to resist the wind and rain, I can't help you..." Night Junqing's eyes are self-deprecating, and the heart is bitter.

"It is Mo Zhen who ignores your feelings..." Yao Mozhen is speechless, but his heart is gradually cold. In the previous life, she made the night game feel like a beggar. In this world, she made the night Junqing feel like a waste. Is she wrong with her wholehearted effort? If it is really wrong, how can she treat others?

"No! If you don't have Yao Mozhen once again get rid of the difficulties for Junqing, Junqing can live to the present. In the Chu Palace, the night game has set up traps several times to lead the king into the land of eternal annihilation. If you are not wise, Junqing has long been the soul of the night, and in the past it was a sinister confession. When you saw that you were strong and fearless, and you were violent and prosperous, you became dependent on it. You felt that you were nothing, and you became more confident. Never mind that you are doing all this. Until now, Junqing still regrets that this road is coming, so that you can bear too much. Now that Yangshuo is amazed, Junqing finally finds himself. From now on, Junqing has the ability to eradicate all the thorns in the road. , Mo Zhen, Jun Qing thank you for your trust, your trust, let Jun Qing know, even if facing the non-human and non-beast, my army of the night Junqing can also be invincible!" The sound of the night Junqing is powerful, the bottom The waves are shining.

"Wang Ye really think this way? Wang Ye does not think that Mo Zhen has covered the glory of the prince?" A night of the game, Yao Mozhen is really afraid, if the great enmity, she must have too many obsessions.

"If you don't have Yao Mozhen, there is no re-energization of the king today. Junqing knows what you are thinking. You are afraid that Junqing will be like the night game. You will regard all care as a burden, Junqing. I swear here that if there is such a thought in this life, the thunder will not die well!" The night of the Qing dynasty, the dawn is firm.

"Just like this?" In fact, the night Junqing felt that only after he had finished his swearing oath, Yao Mozhen must step forward to block his hand and hold his thin lips. After that, he will rush into his arms, and then you will Thick, I am thick. It is a pity that there are too many gaps between the facts and delusions. As it is now, the night Junqing is speechless.

"That... plus fly ash and smoke, and frustration!" Night Jun Qing raised his eyebrows and tried to look at Yao Mozhen. The implication is that you don't want to poison again?

"I can barely do it. In fact, Wang Ye came to Mo Zhen. Wouldn't it be just for these?" Yao Mo's look looks like Jing Ping, but his heart is swaying, but she can't calm down. I know how important the night vows are to her.

"This king is sincerely thanking you. As for other things, this king wants to discuss with you tomorrow. After all, it is too late, it is not good to disturb you." Night Junqing felt in front of Yao Mozhen, I really have nothing to do with it. The feeling of partiality makes the night prince clear. If it doesn't care, who will take the time to see through a person.

"Now Yangshuo has been broken, and the rest is calm. Liangcheng is close to the county because of the imperial city. Therefore, the number of defenders is only 100,000. Even if the night game wants to deploy the support of the army, it can calm down the conditions of the two counties of Liangcheng. It is impossible to accommodate the army. If Mo Zhen did not make a mistake, Wang Ye would have wanted to attack the two cities in the near future. After that, he would fight with the night game in the Imperial City!" Yao Mozhen analyzed the whip into the inside, it was the night of the two days. The essence of thinking.

"This world, know me, only one person!" Night Jun Qing from the lungs sigh.

"Wang Ye is praising Mo Zhen?" Yao Mozhen picked a brow and looked good.

"Must be!" Night Junqing nodded. Silent, Yao Mozhen sakura lips smile, after some talk about the lungs, Yao Mozhen suddenly felt relaxed, and the relationship with the night Junqing seems to return to the time when he was in the Guanxi Palace, and it seems to be more than that at that time. What, as for what, Yao Mozhen is not willing to go deep into this time.

"I don't know if the prince can still remember the prince Xie Zhong?" Yao Mo swears to return. At that time, it is expected that there will be today, she will help Dexie Xie Sizhen and the seven years of Jian Chen hidden in the Wanfo Hall into a good thing, and he did not hesitate to use Yan Nanzhen two nine back to the soul Dan, then Everyone feels that she is wasting, but Yao Mozhen knows that she has exchanged two medicinal herbs for the support of the most respected and respected of the royal family. She does not know how much she earned.

"Of course, the king remembers that in fact, the king wants to study this matter with you. The king wants to thank him privately. He hopes that he can support the king to kill the stunned king. This time will bother you..." When I didn't finish it, I was stopped by Yao Mozhen.

"If Mo Zhen has a way to let Xie Zhong fully support Wang Ye, I wonder if Wang Ye should be asked to do something?" For Xie Zhong, Yao Mozhen has full confidence.

"You want to go to the Imperial City? The king is not allowed!" Night Junqing did not think about letting Yao Mozhen take risks from beginning to end.

"The prince is relieved, and he is thankful for the great grace. If Mo Zhen is appropriate and profitable, he will ensure that Xie Zhong will have the power to support Wang Ye! And there is Yin Xue, and Mo Zhen will not have an accident." It is already at the foot of the Imperial City. Yao Mozhen has already moved his heart and mind.

"If you must go, the king will accompany you, otherwise the king will not rest assured!" Night Junqing knows that he can not turn Yao Mozhen, so he can only take a step back.

"If even the princes are gone, what should Yangshuo do? At the beginning, Mo Zhen decided to leave, because the princes acted with a lot of safety, and lost a responsibility for the soldiers. If Wang Ye insisted on this, it would be forced. Mo Zhen left again." Yao Mozhen explained in his words why he had to say the ruthless indifference in the beginning. As a result, the two misunderstood the problem completely.

"The original ... is good, then the king is waiting for you to come back in Yangshuo, but Mo Zhen, if you have an accident, this king..." Night Jun Qing eyebrows are worried, the eyes are like a glow.

"Mo Zhen will not have an accident, Mo Zhen still wants to keep this life and watch the night game to get retribution! Although Wang Ye sent troops to attack Pingding and Liangcheng as planned, Mo Zhen hopes to meet with Wang Ye in the Imperial City." Qingyue voice Through the steadfastness of the top, Yao Mozhen's lips are close to each other, and the eyes are full of colors. Today, she finally saw the dawn, the night game, your death is really coming!