MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 589 It’s too shabby

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Chapter 589 is a super shabby

"It’s none of your business. It’s too cold.... Thousands of feathers. Thousands of face-to-life tires must be beautiful. When it’s time...” The face of the thousand faces fell on the ground, and the pupil gradually lost. focal length. After that time, he did not say anything after all, and he regretted his life.

"Thousands of faces!" The screaming of the enchanting Ji Hughes, the ice-like scorpion smashed into the night.

"A lot of touching scenes! I have to cry when I say it, Charm Ji, you have a couple of dew marriages with you, and you want to spare your life, but since he cares about you, then he Just to fulfill you, this will send you to reunite with him!" Night Hong Yi Yin Sen opening, between the hands, is a cold light.

Charm Ji knows that he can't hide, simply hold thousands of faces and slowly close his eyes.

When the millennium was on the verge, a brown figure suddenly jumped out, and the charm Ji listened to a muffled sound. During the opening, I saw the nameless chest in front of myself.

"No name!" Charm Ji was shocked.

"Night Hung! If you want to kill the charm, you will step on it from the old man!" When I saw the body of the thousand faces, the nameless remorse, all this is caused by him! If it is not him, the ink will not die, and the thousand faces will not die!

"Do you think you can't dare?" Night Hung really didn't dare. At that time, Sikongmu deliberately passed him. The nameless is the imperial person. Although a simple sentence, it is a warning night if the game is dareless. The end will be miserable. The night game knows that the object of revenge is Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing. If you lose the trust of Sikongmu because of a namelessness, then you will lose more than you. But at this moment, the night game seems to be domineering.

"No name, let's go!" Charm Ji believes that with the nameless martial arts, escape is still no problem.

"If even you are dead, there is no name to live in this world!" The nameless is in front of the charm, and the bottom of the eye is shining like a cone.

"No name, do you really think you are blocking your life? Oh! Then let you see, what is unintentional!" The black robe on the night game is windless, and the silver mask is raised by the black hair. Gloomy and savage, sudden, ten light flashes from the night of the game, the fingertips are shot, like a dragon roaring, straight to the charm Ji.

Seeing the light flashing, the charm Ji once again closed his eyes, seeing this invisible, flying to the side of the charm, even if it is dead, he will die in front of the charm, otherwise he will not be able to pass his conscience.

The expected pain did not fall on the two people. When Charm Ji opened her eyes for the second time, she clearly saw the illusion of a white dress standing in front of her and her nameless.

"The game did not expect the saint to like to manage this kind of leisure." The appearance of the magical Luo made the night game quite unexpected.

"The nameless is the person of the flame red country, but also the person of the imperial religion. Do you dare to shoot him?" The cold voice reveals contempt, and the illusion does not look at the night game from beginning to end.

"The saints misunderstood, the game only wants to kill the woman behind the nameless, and has no intention of hurting the nameless." The sound of the night game turned into a flattering and flattering.

"Oh?" The illusion sounded, and he looked back and squinted his eyes. On one side, the nameless twilight turned, and the time came forward in front of the illusion.

"The saint, the charm is the masterpiece of the old man who is placed next to Yao Mozhen. Her existence is very important!" The nameless is very clear, and now it can save the charm of Ji, only the magic. As for the Juxian Building, is it that Yao Mozhen, the nameless bet.

"Is it?" Fantasy raised his eyebrows to look at the charm, and the voice was questionable.

Looking at the thousand faces in my arms, I remembered the white scorpion and Mo Chang who were killed by the night hunter. Charm Ji felt that she could not be born alive, how easy it was to die, but she was going to live, she would avenge them for thousands of faces!

"Back to the saint, the charm of Ji Ji is indeed lurking around Yao Mozhen by the nameless." Charm Ji responded with nameless words, my heart was shocked, she suspected the true and false of Juxianlou, but cold ice heart I have said that that person is not Yao Yao.

"The saints, you don't listen to their nonsense, Yao Mo's drink of the phoenix tears of memory, in addition to the teacher, the big sacrifice and you, only the game knows, how to know the nameless? Now more A charm Ji." The words of the night game are obviously provoked to kill the charm of Ji.

"You don't have to worry about this matter. From now on, this saint needs no name and charm to do things for the saint. You can't hurt them half a minute." The illusion of the sorrow almost made the nameless and charm Ji secretly relieved.

"This is not very good, the teacher is to let the nameless help the game..." The night of the game did not fall, then saw a touch of white silk like a cone of ice, beaten on his face, night game has the ability to hide In the past, but he didn't do that.

"Night Hung! What are you doing! I dare to take the leader to threaten this saint, you listen, people I left, you, roll!" The magical face did not give the night game, she did not I forgot who was behind the sneak attack and made her a serious injury. If she had a spirited body, she was afraid that she was still lying in bed.

"The saint is out of breath, and the game is gone." The night game whispered, bowed his hand and then turned and left. He believes that the reason why the illusion is to find a helper is to deal with Yao Mozhen, or let the enchantress and the nameless live for a few days, revenge, he is not in a hurry, this time, he believes that he must be Laugh at the last person.

Until the night of the game left, the magical genius turned and did not wait for the charm of Ji to speak, then a medicinal drug into her mouth.

"The saint..." the nameless panic opened.

"This saint is just giving her a grain of reassurance. As long as she can obey, this saint will never be embarrassed to her. You can go!" The illusion waved to indicate that charm Ji left. Meiji seems to have a deep and unrecognizable look, and immediately dragged the body of the thousand faces to leave the woods.

Until the charm of Ji left, the magic is only looking to the nameless.

"No name, this holy woman remembers that someone once said, willing to go through the fire of this saint."

"The nameless life is saved by the saint. The saint has something to do, although it is told, it is unknown to go to the fire!" At this moment, no name knows, if you don't catch the life-saving straw of the magic, then the charm may be encountered at any time, so Even with the tiger, he has no room for rejection.

"You listen, immediately returning to the flames of the country, no matter what method you use, this holy lady brings two people who are exactly the same as Yao Mozhen. Remember, they must train them to be similar to Yao Moyu, no matter what. It’s a voice or a demeanor!” Although the phantom hates the night game, the idea of ​​not staying overnight is a perfect match for her mind. If those people know that Yao Mozhen is a fake, then will they still be so affectionate to Yao Mozhen? It’s not so good to be misunderstood and cast aside by everyone!

"I am afraid that the ghosts are not willing to help?" Nameless self-confessed in the flames of the country, he is not qualified to talk to the ghosts.

"Does the apprentice of Ghost Road only have a cold heart?" The illusion is cold and open, and the eyes are cold and cone-like.

"No name to obey! Just charm Ji..." No name to see the magic.

"You can rest assured that there is a saint in the night, and the night game does not dare to make a second." The illusion is blind and unnamed, it is a guarantee.

Back to Juxianlou, Charm Ji only felt the whole body weak, and the foreground of the eye was swaying and could not be seen clearly.

"Hey... Charm... Charm Ji..." The red dress of the dragonfly floated in front of the charm of Ji, and Yan Nanzhen dreamed that he would encounter the charm of the red-pink family here, and suddenly felt the leg.

"I'm sorry..." What Yan Yanzhen didn't even think was that Charm Ji didn't even realize his existence. He only used his hand to open him, and he continued to walk forward. In front, it was clearly a table.

"Are you okay?" Yan Nan is not a vengeful person, and in principle, he and his enchantress are still somewhat related, so when you see the charm of the charm, Yan Nanxun is a gentleman who runs without a leg.

"Nothing... I can't have anything... Can't..." When burying the thousand faces, Charm Ji swears over and over again, if the life can't be hand-cutting, the death will be turned into a ghost and the night will be torn.

"Really nothing... things!" Looking at the enchanted Jiji on the floor, Yan Nanyi shook his head and shook his head, then took the charm to the room.

At night, on the roof of Juxianlou, Ye Junqing found Yao Mozhen, who had been sitting there for a long time.

"This is for you." Night Junqing's body is still very weak, so when he handed the life-giving woodcarving to Yao Mozhen, he almost fell. Fortunately, Yao Mozhen pulled, he would not roll down.

"What do you do?" Looking at the woodcarving that resembles himself in his hand, Yao Mozhen’s cherry lips have a slight curvature.

"Well, do you like it?" The night's pale face appeared with a smile.

"When did you do it?" Yao Mozhen looked sensitive to the night, and his face was solemn.

"This afternoon!" The night Jun Qing said according to the facts. If the night Junqing remembers correctly, this should be the one hundred hundred Yao Mo's wood carvings in his hands. In the past three months, he used this. Consolation of your own lovesickness.

"When the body is so imaginary, what do you do with this stuff!" Yao Mozhen’s face disappeared in an abrupt manner. It was this afternoon, and it was done according to his own appearance. It is true that Yao Mozhen knows that he looks the same as the person in the eyes of the people, but she is still jealous.

"If you like it, you can do it. If you like it, Junqing will do it for you every day." See Yao Mozhen loves it, and Yue Junqing sits down to Yao Mozhen, his eyes soft and watery to the beautiful woman.

"Are you busy? If you have nothing to do to pick up the stairs!" Yao Mozhen said, after the night Junqing, the brain suddenly dripped a large drop of cold sweat.

"Cough! The meaning of the shopkeeper is to receive guests from the lower floor, boasting what dance swords!" Yao Mozhen realized that his words were wrong, and explained on time.

"Well, after Junqing listens to the dispatcher of the shopkeeper, what do you say, Junqing will do anything!" In fact, such a day is also good, and it is a happy life. If you can live a quiet life with Mo Zhen, it is also happy. It’s just such a calm day, I’m afraid that it’s coming to an end, and when the night is clear, it’s flashing.

"Just kidding, you are the king of Chu, the king of a country, you can't dare to leave you here." Yao Mozhen caressed the wood carving in his hand, and his heart sipped a sweet touch, but this sweetness seems not true.

"This is easy to handle, as long as the treasurer's words, Jun Qing pass to others at any time, give up this Jiangshan do not want to be the saddle of the shopkeeper!" Night Jun is so thinking, just to uncover all the conspiracy, only to wait This Jiangshan was settled, he gave up the throne, and Yao Mozhen lived in the mountains, or opened a shop, doing business well.

"Is this what you said?" Yao Mozhen turned and the clear glimmers shimmered with brilliance.

"Jun Qing said, never say anything!" Looking at the beautiful and beautiful face, the heart of the night Junqing gradually sinks, and the body leans over.

The misty moonlight shrouded the quiet Xinxiang, the silver-like light made people feel like a fairyland, everything became unreal, and Yao Mozhen watched the thin lips of the night Junqing draped over his cherry mouth. I forgot to avoid it for a while, so that he was so embarrassed!

"How can you not see this saint? How can Yao Mozhen be worthy of the night to get the Jiangshan to change?" Behind Qiqi, the illusion of gloating sorrow looked at the night on the roof of the night, the kiss of the water, smiled .

The heart, like a stone tied, slowly sinks into the darkest corner of the sea, the chest is invaded by salty seawater, and the uncomfortable start to vomit.

The silver hair that is practiced in the moon is lightly swayed by the wind, and it draws a touch of radiance. The beautiful person, but the heart is uncomfortable, like a red iron tongs twisted, Kaiqi has been entangled with what is Yao Mozhen Kind of love, until now, he knows, it turned out that he fell in love with a public! And still love so humble!