The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 534 bizarre death

Until the time when the coffin landed, all the courtiers were shocked. They took a breath of coldness and saw the hail in front of them. Lobin closed his eyes and looked inside, and the color of the eyes could be seen between the eyebrows. In another hail, a woman who looks almost exactly the same as the night game has an expressionless ice inside, and the outline of the facial features is not bad with the night game.

"This... What is going on? How can General Luo die? The old general... You shouldn't be damned!" Dong Ning saw the old friends in such a miserable situation, and suddenly burst into tears.

"He really shouldn't be damned, but even worse, he actually died in the hands of his own son! Night game, Mo Zhen really wants to know that when you killed your own biological father, you could feel a bit of heartache. ?? When Yao Mozhen ordered Yin Xue to freeze the two in the cave, did not think that one day will alarm them, but when the time is easy, if you do not come up with strong evidence, she can only rely on her tongue Who will believe it?

"You are nonsense! Your father is the emperor! What is he!" When the body of Luobin and Yingying was lifted out, the mood of the night game was out of control.

At this moment, he finally believed the words of those people. Yao Mozhen was not a fool. From the night of Yao Xiangfu, he jumped into the trap that she had carefully laid, otherwise how could she have the body of Luobin and the baby! how come!

"Yin Xue, bring Zhou Wei up!" Yao Mozhen ignored the rebuttal and curse of the night game, and whispered.

"Old slaves... Seeing the emperor, seeing Yao Yi..." Yao Mozhen talked, and there was a black shadow appearing on the temple of Jin Yu, and there was one person under his hand. This person was Zhou Wei, and when Yin Xue After putting the person down, it looks like a flash of lightning. At this moment, Zhou Weizheng was trembled at the Golden Temple, and his body shook like a sieve.

"It's you....... Zhou Wei! Hey, warn you, don't talk nonsense!" At night, Zhonghuayi recognized the Zhouxi in front of him, and he was on the side of the day, waiting for his mother, Zhuang Xiaorong, and his heart was cold and cold. .

"Zhou, don't be afraid, you tell everyone who is present, who is the child of the night game?" Yao Mozhen swayed to Zhou Hao, his fingers caressed on Zhou Wei's shoulder. Trying to give her comfort.

"Back... Back to the emperor, the night game is... It is the child born by Luobin and Niangniang. At that time, the Niangniang was born with a dragon and a baby, but the royal family did not have a precedent for the dragon and the fetus. The sissy feared that things would be revealed, so let Luobin take After leaving the girl, she left the boy, and the old slave remembered clearly. At that time, the goddess gave the girl a name, called the baby." Zhou Wei opened the door and put it out.

"You are nonsense! You are the true Son of Heaven, it is a dragon! What is Lobin's thing! He is not worthy of such a son! Not worthy! Yao Mozhen, you let her nonsense, aren't you? Don't believe her! It’s not true!” The night’s screaming screams, and the lips tremble.

"Retreat 10,000 steps, even if Zhou Wei is nonsense, you are exactly the same as the girl, obviously twins, this is beyond doubt! Night, you must not tell Mo Zhen, this is just a coincidence. Do you dare to ask the courtiers, can there be such a coincidence in the world?" Yao Mozhen sounded like a blade, stabbing into the heart of the night game.

"I didn't expect the old minister to be loyal to the emperor for seven years, but it is a fake! The emperor, the old minister is sorry for you!" The cabinet university, the world-famous pedantic minister, has a foreign nicknamed the strange and hard stone of the pit. Plop on the ground, tears in the sky. Even Sun Zhiyu repented, and the old ministers believed that they were true, and they all succumbed to the ground and complained that they had no eyes.

"What are you doing? Get up! Get up! Oh, it's true! They are lying!" The night screaming and roaring, the people who entered the eyes, but did not look at him with a glance, even if they looked at each other, that kind of disdain and disdain Seriously hit the confidence of the night game.

"Hey is the emperor... You can't be so right! Can't... Yao Mozhen! It's all because of you!" The red eyes of the night game suddenly shot at Yao Mozhen. For the first time, he had killed Yao. Mo Zhen’s thoughts.

"In the end, it is because of Mo Zhen, or you are self-sufficient! Night game, you killed the eldest sister has been violently blamed by Yao Suzhen! You not only kill your wife, kill the son, but also kill the father, even your own sister is not let go. Mo Zhen really wants to know, is this pile, is it a fault of Mo Zhen? Is Mo Zhen holding your neck to kill your own biological father? Or Mo Zhen holding a knife to force you to kill yourself? My biological sister? Night game, now, do you still feel that you are embarrassed? The courtiers, Mo Zhen for their sisters here to discuss justice! I wonder if the courtiers can agree to give this to Mo Zhen, if Don't use his blood to commemorate the big sister, Mo Zhen is not blind!" It is true that this is the promise of the night Junqing, but Yao Mozhen wants everyone to be convinced that the night, the night of the Qing Dynasty, the emperor, every step must be extremely careful.

"Whether, this beast is indeed damn, since his all kinds of evils are told by you, the king feels that he will give you the night game, and he should do it." Xie Zhong appropriately sold his personal feelings to Yao Mozhen, since Thanks to the key points, the ministers have nothing to say, so in a silent voice, Yao Mo’s life-threatening thunder and lightning moved back to the hail of Luobin and Yingying, and ordered Yin Xue to bring the night game to the Golden Temple.

Seeing the indifference and even the contempt of the princes, the heart of the night game seems to be suffering in the fire. He has been high above him, and he has been scorned and humiliated, how can he be scorned and insulted. The golden temple, his face, was swept down to the ground and trampled by thousands of people.

"Night Junqing! You will be back! You are going to be a ghost, you will also find revenge for you! This is the golden temple that belongs to you! It is awkward!" The red eyes of the night red game are full of resentment and hatefulness, he hates here. Everyone, night Junqing, thank you, every cold-eyed tortoise! Especially hate Yao Mozhen!

The hall was silent, and the night Junqing finally said a word after Yao Mozhen left.

"Retreating to the DPRK." I don't know why, at the moment when the night game was overtaken by Jin Xueyu, the night Jun suddenly felt that something had hit the heart, making him inexplicable and even worried. He had no time to take care of the vassal ministers, and he hurriedly left the Golden Temple. He must be with Yao Mozhen. Only then would he be relieved.

After the night Junqing left, the public court whispered, and the whole hall was noisy.

"What are you doing in the hustle and bustle! The new emperor is enthroned, and the ancestral system of the ceremonies can not be less. The matter is handed over to the Ministry of Rites, and the other ministries assist in the preparation. This is the joy of the big Chu, and it is necessary to do it vigorously! I heard no! "Xie Zhongde is highly regarded. His words are no one dare to refute." So after a heavy sigh, the courtiers made a bird and a beast.

Since Yao Mozhen revealed the life of the night game, it became a matter of course to change the dynasty. No one inside or outside the ruling and the future doubted the night of the king. Some were just the curse and curse of the night game.

From the Chu Palace to the Emperor's Mausoleum for almost half a day, Yao Mozhen took out the night game from the Golden Temple, and ordered Yin Xue to stuff it into the carriage and go straight to the Imperial Tomb, so the night Junqing went to Guanyin Palace. When it is natural, it is empty.

"The emperor? Are you not in the DPRK?" Tingyue sees the night and Qingqing rushes in with a flustered look.

"What is your master?" No one in the hall of the night, asked in a hurry.

"The main son... Didn't the master also go up?" Tingyue became more confused.

"Know it!" Night Junqing thought that Yao Mozhen must go directly to the Imperial Tomb, and then turned and chased out. Looking at the figure of the night Junqing rushing and rushing away, Tingyue looked blank and knew what? She said nothing!

At the foot of the Great Chu Emperor Mausoleum, Yin Xue pulled out the night game in the car.

"Yao Mozhen, what do you want to do?" The fierce voice reveals the chill of the bones. The red eyes of the night are more and more red, and the body is full of hatred. Is hate! He has never been so good to Yao Mozhen in any of his life, so he is willing to give her heart to her, what can be obtained!

"Night Hung, what do you want to do in this palace? What can we do to the emperor's tomb?" Yao Mozhen sneered, she was too familiar with the cold and stunned eyes of the night game, when the cold palace, this is the case The eyes made her robbed.

"Oh, do you want to let Yao Moxin confess his head? Dreaming! She is a daughter-in-law, and she should die!" The night screamed and laughed wildly.

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"You! You dare to fight! Yao Mozhen, what qualification do you have to fight!" Night Hung struggled to rush to Yao Mozhen, but Yin Xue died and pulled the collar.

"Why don't you dare to beat you in this palace? What are you doing! Big Chu Emperor? Hey! Your body is just a **** kind! You keep saying that Zhong Er is a kind of child, it is not the fault of Zhong Er, because his biological father It’s a kind of cockroach! It’s Luobin and Zhuang Xiaorong carrying the kind of ancestors born by the emperor! The ancestors of the great Chu dynasty! Have you heard it! The night game is a kind!” Yao Mo’s chilling voice echoes over the emperor’s tomb. The sound fell in the ears of the night, and it seemed that there was a knife licking his flesh. He couldn't add to the pain.

"Yao Mozhen! You live! You are a daughter-in-law!" Night Hung can't rush to grab Yao Mo's neck, and his eyes hate the sky.

Yao Mozhen sneered, turned to the white jade stone steps, and walked heavily towards her tomb with Zhonger. On the side of the body, Yin Xue was unceremoniously picking up the night game, respectfully behind him.

Looking at the tombstone engraved with the name of himself and Zhonger, Yao Mozhen’s tears fell silently, Zhonger, mother wants you...

"Yin Xue." Yao Moqiang forced himself to suppress the extreme pain in his heart. He took the fruit from Yin Xue’s hand and slowly placed the fruit in front of the tomb. At this moment, Yao Mozhen’s tears are like The broken beads fell on the fruit, and they burst into tears.

"Master..." Yin Xue felt bad about Yao Mozhen, but did not know how to comfort.

"Give things to the palace." Yao Mo licked his throat, and he swallowed all the low sobs. When he warmed up, he took a black ink like ink from Yin Xue.

"You...what are you doing?" Seeing Yao Mozhen step by step to himself, the night game can no longer conceal the fear of the heart, panic and doubt, the body wants to retreat, but there is Yin Xue blocking, he can not move.

"The emperor's memory is really bad. Mo Zhen just didn't say it. When I got here, what can Mo Zhen do? Not for revenge for the big sister and nephew! The emperor is not afraid, this is just a grain that can make the emperor survive. No, I can't die for the remedy. Yin Xue, open his mouth!" Yao Mo's smile hangs on his face, and the presence of the king of hell, so that the night game is frightened.

"Don't... Yao Mozhen! You stop! Hey... cough..." Looking at the fear and sorrow in the eyes of the night, Yao Mozhen has a moment to relieve the hardships and hardships of this road. The pain is not in vain.

"Yin Xue, go to the guard below, without the order of the palace, can not go forward." Until the night of the game will swallow the medicinal medicine in the belly, Yao Mozhen only told Yin Xue. Yin Xue was very clear about the power of the medicinal remedy, and he released the night game and turned away.

"Yao Mozhen! What did you eat for you?" After the night game was untied, he immediately rubbed his throat with his hand and tried to spit it out.

"Hey? Night game, you are really stubborn, now, how do you mean to call yourself awkward! But, anyway, your time is running out, simply let yourself deceive yourself." Yao Mozhen lips corner micro Yang, the bottom of the eye stunned the unscrupulous edge.

"Yao Mozhen! I want your life!" Looking at Yao Mozhen's face of contempt and contempt, the night of the game angered the sky, when rushing to Yao Mozhen, but when the fingertips fell to Yao Mozhen , fold back to your chest.

"It hurts...hey..." The night of the game, the eyebrows are wrinkled, the expression is painful, and the forehead is sweating. The pain that has been smashed by the ants has caused him to collapse on the ground and suffer from low pain.

"Can it be painful! The medicinal medicine is not an ordinary pill, but it is the palace that has been seeking the strongest Princess of the Moon for a long time, and she will be willing to use her most cherished heartworm to serve the palace. Oh, the emperor I am afraid that I don’t know much about this heartworm. This locust is the most picky eater. Once it enters the human body, it eats the heart, but the emperor can rest assured that this locust is very small. Generally speaking, if it swallows a heart, It takes at least three days, and the person who is fed by it should be able to insist on two days without dying, but Mo Zhen is afraid of the Emperor's life, so in addition to the heartworm, there is a poison specially matched by Yin Xue. A poison that can erode the lungs, but this medicinal property is also extremely slow. The poisoned person will have to die in a day. In this way, the emperor still has a good day." At this moment, the night game is already on the ground because of the pain. Rolling over, there is no ability to attack Yao Mozhen, which is why Yin Xue will leave with confidence.

"Yao Mozhen... You are so poisonous! I will treat you like that! You will be envious of your enemies!" Night Hung turned red eyes and glared at Yao Mozhen.

"Will you hate the enemy? Night game, you can see the words above, do you think this palace is in the enmity of the enemy! Say!" Yao Mozhen suddenly rushed to the front of the night game, hands up the collar of the night game, Drag his hard life to the front of the tombstone, pointing to the two lines above, hysterical roar.

"It's Yao Moxin buried here... It's that kind of cockroach! It's not Yao Yao! You don't care about Yao Moxin, you can really treat you... Yao Mozhen! You ask yourself, what are you doing!" The night game is next to the chest, and the arrogance of strength.

"If that... Yao Mozhen is Yao Moxin? The emperor thinks that Mo Zhen is doing all this, is it too much?" Yao Mozhen silent for a moment, slowly opening his lips, every word is cut like a knife in the night In the heart of the game, he was stunned by the horror, and he looked at Yao Mozhen incredulously.

"You are Yao Moxin? Impossible... This is impossible! I watched Yao Moxin and the cockroach being burned and burned, seeing it! Coughing... oh..." The violent heartbeat makes the heart beat more and more excited. I bite two more.

"Yeah! How do you believe it! The corpse reviving this kind of thing will only appear on the stage." Yao Moxiao smiled, and her horror was no less than the night game.