MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 625 Then you killed her.

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Chapter 625, you killed her.

"Yes, the holy priests, the otters and the moon babies, they are all fake, including the singer's Liu Xing is also a fake, the ghost house's skinning is really eye-opening, but the night prince Qing, you have to believe that this person is Yao Moxin! I have never thought of it. A woman who was disgusted and even disgusted even with a glance at her eyes turned out to be the darling of the Flame Red Master. The dead kind of cockroach did not move Yao Moxin a hair! As for what Yao Suzhen said later, it was all nonsense! When the bonfire burned the cold palace, there were indeed two bodies, but the weather was hot, and the two bodies were completely unrecognizable! People know that Yao Moxin was actually transferred to the package!" Night Hung said indiscriminately, if you are arrogant, you will disturb the mind of the night.

"A nonsense!" The night Junqing apparently did not believe, but did not walk away, he would like to see, the night of the game with this so-called Yao Moxin, for what purpose.

"Hu Yan? Well, if you think this woman is not, then you killed her! Hands-on!" The night of the game, the sound of acupuncture points, the eyes are red.

"The enemy of envy is only one of you, you want to kill, but also kill you!" The night Jun Qing hands tightly into a fist, the heart of the hatred rose sharply, but the desire to see the night but the game has already waved sleeves, palms fierce The watery Tianling cover was taken down.

"Stop!" The night was clear and eager, and suddenly came forward, and the body was pulled out of the clutches of the night game. At about the same time, there was a big deep pit on the ground, and the smoke swept away. .

Night Junqing was amazed at the martial arts of the night game, such an internal force is beyond his reach.

"Oh! You don't believe that she is Yao Moxin! If so, a passerby of the flames of the country, how can you save?" Night Hongyi patted the palm of his hand, very satisfied with the reaction of the night Junqing.

"Night game, you are simply mad!" Night Jun Qing deliberately pushed open the water show, angry and roaring, this palm went down, people became dross.

"I am so mad! The reason why I am going to this point is that you are forced to fight! Night Junqing, Yao Moxin! You two damn!" It seems that I heard the footsteps not far away, the night of the game, the lips spurt, Both hands suddenly exercised, but they were coldly sipped at the palm of their hand.

"Night game, who gave you the courage, actually dare to let go in my saint's house?" The cold voice came from the haze of the arch, the night of the game was unexpectedly closed, the face was suffocating Eliminate.

"The saints are heavy, and the game is just an order to preach the master. I will send this woman over, but I don't want to have some squabbles with the king of Chu. There are a lot of people in the king of Chu, and it is the general knowledge of the game." The face of the night game is like the squatting of the street. The sturdy and sturdy strength of the night also makes the night prince clear. When it was time, he was once the king of Chu!

"Oh?" Yao Mozhen looked down at the sight of the night game, only to see the side of the night Junqing, a woman hides her face and weeps, a simple flying cloud with a few dark pearls. The white robes look a bit old, and even so, the woman's graceful figure is still sketchy and exquisite.

"You are..." Yao Mo walked over and cleared.

"They said that I am Yao Moxin, I don't know..." The woman choked and opened her mouth, and the face of the pear with rain shocked every nerve of Yao Mozhen.

"Yao Moxin... Yao Moxin..." Yao Mozhen Liu Mei is close, and the steps under his feet seem cluttered.

"You can't be Yao Moxin!" Shui Xiu's side, the night Jun Qing smashed the railroad.

"I don't know...you don't ask me anymore...hey...the children...Jun Qing...what are you..." Shui Xiu stunned on the ground, sorrowful and repeated these two names.

Zhong children? Yao Mozhen only felt the pain of the forehead needle, as if someone was using a heavy hammer to lick her skull, making her unhappy.

Looking at the changes of Yao Mozhen, the night of the game has flashed a cold mang, as long as Yao Mozhen reveals his feet, he can report to the reporter, and see who can keep her!

"Noisy noisy! Shut up, night game, people are sent, what are you still spending here, fast rolling!" Just as Yao Mozhen’s headache fell, he suddenly appeared, single Hand pick up Yao Mozhen, and screamed to the night.

"Which, since the two saints have seen it, then the game can be regarded as the task of the confession of the confession, and leave!" Night singer smiled and looked at Yao Mozhen, and immediately passed the night Junqing.

"Take me back to the house..." I saw that Yao Mozhen was in a very bad situation. When Yao Mozhen returned to the room, the entire front yard was left with a cold face and a cold night. Show.

The night Jun Qing wanted to leave, but seeing the flowers and branches of the water show, crying, and finally turned and walked over. At least one thing he can be sure of is that the women in the front and the night game are not a group, otherwise the night game will not be so heavy.

"Go back to the room." The night Jun sounded softly, and when the secluded land fell on the woman's delicate side face, the chest was full of sorrow. Even if you know that the woman in front of you is not Yao Moxin, you can think of these three words, and you will not be able to control yourself.

"Can you tell me, who am I? Yao Moxin? Zhong Er? Jun Qing? What do these three people have to do with me? I am being driven crazy... What to do? Who can save me..." Night At the moment when Jun Qing turned around, Shuixiu knew that his first step was very successful, but she was just in the heart of the night game.

"In this yard, you are not only crazy, but you are in the backyard. If you cry, you will pass." The night Jun Qing took a deep breath and turned away from the main courtyard. The martial arts of the night game is so high. If he can’t see it again, he will not be able to fight hard. In these few days, the night Junqing is familiar with the terrain of the house of the Virgin, and occasionally jumps over the wall to explore the surrounding environment, even if he is alone, he It is also necessary to fight the flames of the country!

And said that back to the room, Yao Mozhen headache has eased, but the brain is still groggy and uncomfortable.

"Just good risk! If you let the night game to see the clues and then report to the master, the consequences are unimaginable, Yao Mozhen, do you think of something?" 刁刁提壶 poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yao Mozhen, suspicious.

"Very blurry picture, I seem to see a man fall the newly born baby boy on the ground! So real, it seems that the thing happened to me! There is just that woman, I just have to see her, there is one Seeing your own feelings, it seems to be looking in the mirror! Can you understand that feeling?” Yao Mo婉 caressed his forehead, and his heart was still flustered.

"I don't understand!" He shook his head.

"The blood of Qiqi also drank two big cups, but it didn't work! In addition to some vague images, I barely remembered anything." Yao Mo stunned his head.

"Come on slowly, maybe it's not enough blood, or you need an opportunity!" The mentality is obviously better than Yao Mo.

"I am afraid that there is not much time, just the woman claimed to be Yao Moxin. But I listened to the cold ice heart, said that the big sister died very badly, it is impossible to live still, what is the reason why the night game sent her over to the end? Or... ... Did the teacher start to doubt me?" Yao Mo looked at him.

"Know it! I will go to the master tomorrow to talk! Yao Mozhen, knowing you is the most unfortunate thing in my life. If the master knows that I am colluding with you, I don't know if I will kill me!" Pouting, complaining.

"Sayon loses his horse and knows that he is not a blessing. I want to open some!" Yao Mo's sly look at the sly, the lips are smiling, but the bottom is a sorrowful color. I don't know why, she suddenly has a kind of mountain rain. The feeling of the building is like a ###谋 as the huge waves roll over.