MTL - The Phoenix Arises-Chapter 424 The deepest pain in the heart

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Looking at the dazzling black light, the dark guards all widened their eyes.

That direction?

It is a **** house...

Duanmu felt the familiar breath, and the heart screamed unstoppably.

Is it a child?

Xuanyuan ink amber scorpion is also flashing a flash, a pair of phoenixes staring at the dazzling black light.

The black light continued to shine brightly, and with the bloom of the black light, the overwhelming pressure of the sky was over, and it immediately hit the black guards.

God's emperor pressure!

It turned out to be a few times more powerful than the Emperor Mengdi...

The black robes turned and looked like they were running in horror, but they couldn’t move half a minute.

After a few seconds, the dark guards squirted a blood at the same time, and the heart and heart died.

This sudden change made Duanmu's thoughts more firm.

"Hey?" There was a slight expectation in the gentle voice, and there was a trace of tension.

Hearing the whisper of Duanmu, everyone looked at the black light with anticipation.

"Nyon!" The tender joy of the tender voice screamed, and it was so sweet in the ears of everyone.

A small figure slammed out of the black light, and "嗖" flew into the arms of Duanmu.

Everyone hasn't had time to see anything, and Duanmu has already had a little buns in his arms.

Duanmu was holding his chills, his face full of distress and joy.

It’s great that her nephew is safe and sound!

The chills also clung to the end of the raft, smelling the taste of Duanmu, and the cold and cold face melted instantly.

Looking at the big and small ones that embraced each other, everyone was moved.

Xuanyuan ink is also flashing, but it has not bothered.

"Hey, how are you here? Are they doing something to you?" What did you suddenly think of? Duanmu was immediately nervously holding up and down to see.

"I'm fine." Han Yan gently shook his head. "I am looking for a small four."

When I heard the word "small four", Duanmu Shuguang suddenly became paralyzed, and my heart was sore.

"Hey, ink, cousin..."

A familiar surprise sound screamed and everyone immediately turned back.

"It is the demon statue and the leaf girl." Seeing the innocent, Ye Binging, the white elders, everyone is happy.

Jun Wuzhe directly took Ye Bing and rushed to the front of the cold, pinching his small face, "I dare to run around for me, is it because I want to scare me."

He screamed dissatisfiedly. "I am not afraid that those people will bother you and your little aunt?"

The speaker is unintentional, listening to the heart. In one sentence, everyone’s eyes were turned to Jun Wu and Ye Binging.

The white elders behind me secretly caressed, the little emperor is so smart, whether it is good or not.

Ye Binging immediately stunned his face, and he couldn’t get anywhere, blushing and coughing. "You can't do that in the future."

Feeling the gaze of everyone, Jun immediately turned to Xuanyuan ink and hammered his shoulder. "You kid can make me look good."

Xuanyuan ink squinted at the two hands clasped, and rarely hooked the lips, "I finally came."

The eyes of Xuanyuan Mo have seen the face once again hot, and the innocent and turning to the meditation, "Your boy is really in Suichuan."

The shackles hooked the lips, but the depths of the eyes were thick and worried.

"Since everyone is here, let's go find a child."

Duanmu is now anxious, and the restlessness in her heart makes her whole heart seem to be fried on the pan, which is extremely difficult.

Everyone looked nodded and nodded, but they just wanted to say something, but they saw the chills slipping from Duanmu.

"I know where the fourth is, I will take you there." Han said, immediately ran to the front to lead the way.

Since the awakening of his god's blood, his facial features and inductive power have been several times more sensitive than before.

Everyone saw it immediately.

......

Mausoleum of the Mausoleum.

Cool and awake, she opened her eyes effortlessly, the tingling on her wrist, let her fingers tremble.

I want to raise my hand to see what the wrist is, but I don’t even have the strength to lift my finger.

I feel that something is passing by a little bit, and I am holding the corner of my mouth with a cool look.

Is it dying?

But she still has a lot of things to do.

She hasn't seen her and her mother, she hasn't said goodbye to Xiaoqi, she still wants to see her again...

"Wake up?" A sudden voice interrupted the cold thoughts.

Cool 笙 wants to turn around, but in the end it just turned around. I saw a blind face, and I was consciously frowning.

"Do you know what it is?" Meng Xie smirked and gathered in front of the cold eyes, shaking the jade bottle in his hand.

Cool and cold looking at the obscurity, did not answer.

Don’t be annoyed when you are blind, you are hooking your lips and saying, “This is the blood of your grandfather.”

The eyes of the cold eyes flashed lightly, and the eyes turned to the jade bottle in the hands of the blind.

"Do you know how he died?" Meng Meng picked up his eyebrows and flashed a sigh of excitement. "I have let go of all his blood."

The cool fists slowly tightened, and the dark purple scorpion was cold.

Looking at the cold eyes, the scornful lips evoke a bloodthirsty sneer. "You will be like him, the blood will die and die, and soon you will be able to reunite in the underground."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Meng Meng Zhang smiled and poured all the blood in the jade bottle into the stone trough. In an instant, the stone mill swiftly turned.

The blindfold stared at the full blood, and the eyes were full of fanaticism.

God's blood...

The blood of the Emperor is finally going to belong to him.

At the beginning, he was also like the present, in exchange for the blood of the Emperor of the ink, but did not expect to be rejected.

However, although the blood of Mo Yan did not make him succeed in becoming the blood of the Emperor, he also helped him to sit on the throne of the Emperor, and even where all the blood of the Emperor could enter, he could enter.

However, no matter how many people call him the emperor, how long he has been the seat of the emperor, he is still not the real god, his "the blood of the gods" can never be awakened.

Meng Meng frantically stared at the slow red blood flowing in the stone trough.

This time, he will succeed anyway.

Gomou walked to another clean stone mill, stretched out his wrist and dripped his blood into the stone trough.

The stone mill turned instantly, and gradually, the blood of the two stone troughs slowly connected.

Fast, it’s going to be successful...

The ignorance was extremely excited, and the eagerness and excitement in his eyes made him look at the extreme.

Liang Yan pinched his fist and closed his eyes in despair.

Just as the blood of the two stone troughs was about to come together, several different colors of mysterious air flew into the stone trough.

With a bang, the stone trough was instantly crushed.

Looking at the gravel and redness of the earth, I was stupid.

Hundreds of thousands of years of hard work are destroyed in this way, and the blinded heart is bleeding.

Liang Yan opened his eyes with a sly look, and the desperate scorpion was full of hope.

"Who? Give the Emperor a roll out." He slammed his fists, biting his teeth, iron-faced, and a pair of people to eat.

A figure slowly appeared in front of the monk.

"Is it you?" Seeing Xuanyuan ink, Mengzizi was cold and cold.

Even if he did not see him for hundreds of thousands of years, he recognized him at a glance.

Xuanyuan ink squinted coldly and coldly, and then the scorpion gently turned to the cool shovel on the stone mill.

Looking at the skinny body, lying helplessly on the stone mill, the red blood stained the whole stone mill.

Xuanyuan ink's pupil suddenly tightened, and the amber scorpion instantly turned red, and the murderous intention of Haotian was completely bursting at this moment.

When I noticed Xuan Zang's gaze, Meng Yu immediately wanted to catch the cold.

In the Xuanyuan ink, the blood flashed, and a golden beam of light flew into the blindfold.

At the same time, Xuanyuan ink appeared several figures at the same time and flew together on the stone platform.

It is a slow step to avoid the golden light beam and want to catch the cold.

Innocent and innocent at the same time wrapped in obscurity.

Damn, he dared to hurt her like this.

In the midst of sorrow and sorrow, the eyes are full of killings, and the hands are all deadly tricks, and the sharp moves are unprepared.

Duanmu squatted tightly, and her fingers twitched gently to touch her little face. "Hey..."

"Mother-in-law..." I saw Duanmu, and I slid a tear of tears in my eyes.

Duanmu’s eyes will cool into the arms, “I’m sorry, my mother is coming late.”

"Nanny... Blue Night Brother... Dead..." The long-lost warm embrace awakened the deepest pain in the heart of the cool heart.

"Hey..." The sorrowful cry of the cold screams, the heart of the cuckoo is broken, and if you want comfort, you can’t say a word.

The coldness of the side listened to the crying of the chilling grief, and the fists kept tightening, and the coldness was in the middle.

I twitched twice and chilled and fainted.

"Hey..." Duanmu was shocked and panicked.

"Mother, kiss the little four to stop bleeding." But the coldness is still calm.

Looking at the wrist that is still bleeding, the Duanmu finally calmed down, immediately took out the bleeding, carefully poured it on the cold wound, and then took out the parcel to wrap the wound.

Cool and quietly lying in the arms of Duanmu, there is no trace of blood on the white transparent face.

"Hey..." Duanmu’s heart burst into pain, summoning a silver dagger, scratching his wrist and dropping his blood into the cool mouth.

When I saw it, I also scratched my wrist. The red blood suddenly overflowed, and a special fragrance instantly filled the entire stone room.

"Hey..." Duanmu squinted with disapproval.

"My blood will be more useful." Han said, holding his wrist in front of his nephew, and the red blood slowly dripped into the cold mouth.

Smell the special fragrance, the spirit of ignorance instantly cheered up, the dark scorpion was full of greed.

God's blood...

Daddy, a mysterious temperament hit the cold.

Duanmu was so cold that he slammed his sleeves to block the mysteriousness.

Looking at the greedy eyes of Meng Yu, the dark purple scorpion of Duanmu was dangerously picked up.

It’s not enough to hurt her nephew, but she still wants to hurt her, just looking for death!

"Hey, take care of your sister."

Duanmu squatted the chills carefully into the hands of the cold, and then flew straight toward the blind like a sharp arrow.