MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 554 Virgin

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Chapter 554 Saints

Yao Mozhen, who woke up from sleep, felt that she had made a long and long dream. In her dreams, she seemed to be a queen. She was dressed in a phoenix suit and stood proudly on the temple. Then the picture gradually became blurred, and she seemed to be beaten. Into the cold palace, the death is miserable, then it seems to be reborn and revenge... In short, this dream is very long. When I wake up, Yao Mozhen only feels exhausted, as if this dream has taken all her strength away.

At this moment, Yao Mozhen is leaning softly on the side of the bed, and the clear and warm scorpion looks at everything in front of him, and finally draws two words: strange.

"Saint, you are awake!" At this moment, a burst of Qingyin came in from the outside, followed by a beautiful woman with a fascinating look, willows, eyebrows, almonds, and long eyelashes. The twisting of the upswing, the blinking movement is very attractive, high under the nose, the mouth is red as peach, the skin is white and jade, the body is slender, and the movements are more beautiful.

Such a woman is born to be the material of the flower squad. If it is not sent to the brothel, it is a good thing. Yao Mozhen thinks.

"What do you call me?" Yao Mo's look is indifferent, and there is no fear or fear of a strange point in the eyebrows.

"Of course it is a saint! We are the most beautiful and pure woman in the flame country!" The woman's dress is very violent, and it seems to be wrapped in a long pink satin from top to bottom. There is no less exposure, and the place that should not be exposed is looming. Yao Mo's nephew subconsciously fell on the woman's most proud abundance, and turned to look at himself, can not help but feel, sometimes you do not want to be pure, but this world is forcing you to be pure!

It is true that Yao Mozhen is very satisfied with his body, but the premise is that there can not be such a proud stunner standing in front of him.

"Don't remember. Who are you from me?" Yao Mozhen long and sighed, then got up, and walked quietly to the table, but found no water when he picked up the pot.

"The slave is your personal body." Looking at the steps that he walked over, Yao Mozhen was infinitely sighed. If the world’s cockroaches were walking like this, then the room should not be replaced by a large number! Such a lotus flower step is really exciting, especially with a natural beauty, it is a man’s killing.

“Hey?” Yao Mozhen thinks the name is special, but she likes it.

"Exactly." At the time of the woman's temperament, Yao Mozhen did not pity the sorrowful jade.

"First go to prepare a meal, ten dishes and one soup, the main food is wrapped in gold, the dessert is free, and then go to the pot before the rain, Longjing, remember, to be pure! Not pure this holy woman does not drink. Also, ask people to re-use this room Renovation, the saints want to build the walls of the red gold, the bed is replaced by a soft couch, the ground should be the best white jade paving, and these furnishings, all replaced with antiques for more than five hundred years, this table smashed the fire, the saint to be superior The table of the agarwood, the tabletop should be made of green jade. Understand?" The cold sound slowly overflowed from Yao Mo's mouth, one side, licking the lips and twitching, and then twitching until the original petrochemical.

"Cough... the saint, in fact, I think, should you let the 刁刁 help you recall the past, at least you should know your identity and status in the flame country?" Mo Zhen, euphemistic opening.

"That's just what you think, if you don't want this saint to think that you can disappear in front of this saint forever, then immediately follow the instructions of the saint." Yao Mozhen's like a well, no waves, so cold Looking at it coldly, the squatting squatted for three times, and then turned and retired.

Until he left, Yao Mozhen only sighed, and the cold cockroaches gradually became a touch of helplessness and helplessness, the saint? She really didn't have any impressions. She didn't even know what she was. There are still relatives in this world.

And when he left Yao Mo's room, he was mad at the kitchen, and he happened to meet Kai.

"Hey? Why are you here?" Kai looked at the anger of the face, and he was curious in his heart. He was not someone else in front of him. It was the two great holy flames of the same name. Female. Although 刁刁 and illusion are both saints, but because of their accommodating, coupled with such a hot body, so in the flames of the country is very good, not like the illusion of alienation, although the appearance Beauty, but it seems a bit unreal.

"It's not the meaning of the Master. The Master said, Yao Mozhen has no memory now, then we will give her an identity. Now the one you brought back is Yao Mozhen, who is just a saint. Oh, I won't talk to you, I have to prepare a meal for the master. Later, she said let me disappear!"

"It turned out to be the meaning of the Master... Yao Mozhen woke up?" Kai looked at him.

"Nature, you are still going, she is waiting for you to demolish the house for her!" Lips smiled, eyes squinted, and looked so harmless.

"Demolition of the house?" When Qi Qi questioned, he had already gone to the kitchen.

When Kaiqi walked into the room, Yao Mozhen was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, slender fingers stroking his cheeks, very beautiful, and very strange, Yao Mo can not help but laugh at herself, she is completely lost memory! She clearly looked at her face, but she didn't have a familiar feeling.

"Was the sacred woman woke up?" Qi Qi knows why, since the Master sent him, then Yao Mozhen is the sacred woman of the Flame Red Country.

Yao Mozhen did not open his mouth, but looked through the bronze mirror to the figure behind him, his heart, a slight tremor, a good man, especially the long white hair that poured down like a moon, lining the opening More and more like a fairy coming from the painting.

"Wake up, wake up, but don't remember, something?" Yao Mozhen seems to be a born strong, even if there is no memory, but every word of her every line gives a kind of inexplicable majesty, which makes Kai Some horror, only ordinary people kneel down at his feet and bow down sincerely. Now Yao Mozhen talks with him in such a tone. Rao is replaced by usual, Kaiqi will definitely slap in the past, but at this moment, Kaiqi does not Enraged, but walked into the room.

"I am the great sacrifice of the flame red country. In principle, the grade is above you." Kai said to remind Yao Mozhen, who should sit now.

"Yes, I didn't have any impressions. But the Holy Virgin woke up in this room, and sacrificed you to come in from the outside. Eighty percent came to visit the Holy Virgin. Now the rituals are empty and empty, let the Holy Virgin Some of them are cold, and the relationship between the saints and the sacrificial offerings is just like this.” Yao Mo’s sharp language made Kai Qi a shock. Although he had seen several faces before, he never made a deal. In the eyes, Yao Mozhen is certainly the root of the seven countries, but in the end it is a woman, a humble citizen, there will be no extraordinary ability. Until now, Kai Yi felt that she might have to re-examine this woman.

On the occasion of the darkness, Yao Mozhen has already got up and left the dressing table, sitting slowly opposite the Kailu.

"The big sacrifice has something to say, the saint does not like to turn around." Yao Mozhen's hands are naturally resting on the table, the clear, cold and indifferent look of Kaiqi. In the face of such a calm Yao Mozhen, Kai has actually lost a moment.

"Since I woke up, Ming Japanese Sacrifice took you to see the emperor." Kai Yan did not want to look directly at Yao Mozhen’s sharp eyes, so he got up and went, but when he walked to the door, he turned to look at Yao. Mo Zhen: "This is the residence of the sacrifice."

The meaning of Qi Qi clearly tells Yao Mozhen that it is better to be low-key on other people's sites. It is too arrogant.

"It's no wonder that the decoration is so old. When the Holy Wake wakes up, she thinks that she lives in the coffin." Yao Mozhen was indifferent, such as Qiu Shui's scorpion squatting toward Kai, still as quiet as Pinghu.

Silent, Kaiqi seems to feel a wave of heart-like heart, a long time ago, there is a slight ups and downs, well, he admitted that he was indeed popular with the eyes.

Seeing that Kai Qi left without words, Yao Mo's lips sneered a sneer, and looked at the whole room again. It was really unsatisfactory.

Almost half a column of incense time, such as Yao Mozhen commanded the preparation of ten dishes and a soup, and wait for the food to be placed, Yongzheng want to sit down, suddenly feel a while, side look, see Go to Yao Mo's cold as a cone of ice and shoot at himself.

"Cough cough... The main son eats first!" There is no shelf in the relationship between the people and the people. Nowadays, it is also a good thing to pretend to be stumbling.

"Sit down together." Yao Mozhen is not trying to sit down, provided that she must speak. The lips and lips were so quiet that they took a moment and then sat down with Yao Mo's side.

"The master, I will give you a dish!" 刁刁 勤 的 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚Together, she is so pleasing to the master, and said that reaching out and not smiling people, this is the same reason.

Speaking of the master of the scorpion, it is the mage of the flame red country - Sikong Mu, a mysterious existence, a presence of the emperor Akashawa of the Flame Red Country as the presence of the gods. The so-called imperialism of the flame red country, the lord is Sikong Mu, under the big sacrifice, sacrifice, protection of the law and the boy. There is only one big ritual, that is, the Qi dynasty, the sacrifice of two people, that is, the saints in the mouth of the people of the flame red country, respectively, the illusion and the sorrow, here have to mention the reason for being a sacrifice, commonly known as the back door child. The four major law-abiding laws are the savage sergeants of Sikongmu. Since the beginning of the self-cultivation, no one has seen their true features. As for the boy, there are a lot of them. Rao is a martial artist who is not as famous as the martial arts. Only reluctantly divided to sixth.

"How could this sacred woman faint? How long did it faint?" Although Yao Mozhen was not sure that the enchanting sly words were a bit credible, even if it was a lie, she would have to listen.

"The saints practiced and went into flames. If it wasn't for the big sacrifice and timely help, the saint could not wake up, but although the saints woke up, the martial arts was abolished, and now you add amnesia..." According to the instructions of the master of the time, the statement is eloquent.

"It's better to die, right?" Yao Mozhen saw the desolateness in his eyes.

"I don't mean this. I feel that no matter what, people should find a way to live. Only when they are alive can they have hope and only live to see hope." With the master, Si Kongmu's character is weird, and it has also created the unparalleled dogleg skills.

Of course, as a saint of the flames of the country, he is also tempered. At that time, there were several mans and rogues who insulted the girls on the street and were stunned, so they ruined them without mercy. The clothes were displayed on the street, and then they were hung up on the tower until they were dry. In view of this, the evaluation of cockroaches is the most loved person in the dog's legs.

"This saint also feels like this, eat!" These words made Yao Mozhen less alert to him. Yao Mozhen felt that her true nature was her dish.

And said that this is the joy of Yao Mozhen and the singer, the ghosts of the night, the screaming of the night game has been like a pig.

"Apprentice! You are so good!" Outside the secret room, the ghost road couldn't stand the squeaking inside, so he knocked on the stone door twice. After a short time, I saw the Shimen bombing open, and the ghost road rushed into the secret room. Seeing the night glory huddled in the stone case, both hands were screaming at the face and screaming, and the ghost road smashed through the cold ice heart.

"What are you doing? Didn't give him a hemp juice!" The ghost talked to the porcelain bowl with half a bowl of green juice on the table, and the white eyebrows were twisted into one.