The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 80 is related to these two things?

"Don't go, I still have nothing to say!" Yan Nanzhen suddenly had an ominous premonition. Yao Mozhen was really powerful. A few words of effort, the wind and rain and lightning were easy for the Lord, but he wanted to talk about the key points. Did not express it.

"Are you not coming to see me?" Yao Mozhen looked at Yan Nanyu with a look of harmlessness.

"Yes, but you have already collected wind and lightning, should you return Yin Xue to the deity?" Yan Nanyi took it for granted.

"Does these two things have anything to do with it?" Yao Mozhen had expected Yannan's intentions, but she was not a good class. The ducks that were in hand had the reason to let it fly, and Yao Mozhen knew from Yin Xue that But where the hidden guard is only loyal to the present master, Yao Mozhen is convinced of this.

"You won't be in a hurry?" Yan Nan's beautiful peach blossoms reached the limit, and the voice was a little trembling. The woman in front of her eyes was beautiful and beautiful, and she was the best of the country. At this moment, he looked like a devil, the most black. That kind of.

"If the lord is so embarrassed, he will return the rain and thunder and lightning from Mo Zhen here. As for Yin Xue, Mo Zhen will not cut love! Of course, Mo Zhen feels that the martial arts lord like Nanzhao, who is so proud of the world, will not make it. If you do, then you will look at you." Yao Mozhen said that the clouds are light and windy, but they have blocked Yan’s retreat.

"You! I want to go back to the rain and lightning..." Yan Nan's voice is very small, and the white jade's innocent face is stained with an unusual rosy.

"What do you say in Nanxun? Mo Zhen didn't hear it, louder!" Yao Mozhen shook hands and raised the volume deliberately.

"I said... I want to go back to the rain and thunder." Yan Nan licked his throat, rubbed his lips, and raised the volume. Just kidding, the first-class concealer of Fengyu Mountain Villa is only eight, how can he be willing!

"I still can't hear you! What do you say?" Yao Mozhen once again pretending to be dumb. Silent, Yan Nanyu was silent for a moment, suddenly rushed to Yao Mo’s ear and shouted loudly.

"Wind and thunder and lightning to send you, no thank you!" Yao Mozhen only felt the eardrum creaking, when the reaction came, Yan Nanzhen has stepped on the suffocating step away from the switch. Looking at Yannan's back like a frosty eggplant, Yao Mo smiled and fought, oh!

Perhaps it was the relationship between wind and rain and lightning. Yao Mozhen was in a good mood. So the next morning, when Jun Qing sat down at the jade square table and offered a good porridge, Yao Mozhen did not refuse.

"Wang Ye sincerely regret?" Yao Mozhen took the porridge, raised his eyebrows to see the night Junqing.

"Cough... On this matter, the king is indeed wrong. Of course, if you make a mistake, you should be punished. As long as you open your mouth, the king is willing to take responsibility for his own mistakes." Under the heart, a word, a devout, sincere voice.

"From tomorrow, Wang Ye would have to wear white clothes and appear in front of Mo Zhen." Yao Mozhen sighed the porridge in the porcelain bowl and said in an understatement.

"Why!" Night Junqing tried to make his voice sound calm enough.

"Because of doing something wrong, you will be punished." Yao Mo's clear scorpion squinted at the night to see the night, a naive expression. Yao Mozhen knows that white is not the color that Jun Junqing likes. From the day of the death to the Prince of the Sovereign, he put on white clothes. He wants to use a white woman to pay homage to his heart, indicating that his heart is gray. How did he know that the woman could not bear to die.

Silent, the night Junqing retracted his sight and ate porridge. Yao Mozhen rarely saw the appearance of the night prince swearing, Junyi's face, the two swords eyebrows twisted into the Sichuan word, very funny.

After breakfast, Yao Mozhen got up and picked up the squid, swaying out of Guanyin Palace, and seemed to think of something when he stepped.

"Ting Yue, if you see Wang Ye still wearing white clothes tomorrow, he will send the meal to the east wing." Yao Mo's words are very obvious, Ting Yue will nod. After Yao Mozhen, the sound of night princes drinking porridge grew bigger.

From the switch to the palace, Yao Mozhen will call Liu Xing to the side.

"Liu Wake up, go check out Su Muzi and see who she is with on weekdays. Those people are suspicious."

"Yes!" For Yao Mozhen's instructions, Liu Xing never asked why, but he did his best. As soon as he decided to be an eunuch, his people and his life were all Yao Mozhen.

After the funeral of Dou Xianglan was completed, Yao Suzhen rushed back to the palace, but after waiting for a few days, he did not see the night of the game.

"Odd girl, you don't eat or drink, how can the children in the stomach suffer, how much can you eat?" Color Firefly carefully handed the porridge to Yao Suzhen, but was slammed into the ground by Yao Suzhen.

"He is so hungry! What kind of dragon species, it is Yao Moxin that kind of cockroach! How can you get out of the belly of this house, get out! Get out!" Yao Su is very angry, his hands are desperately knocking on the lower abdomen.

"Mother, what are you doing, it is easy to produce small! You have to take care of your own body!" The color squirting refused to clean up the mess on the ground and hurriedly stopped Yao Suzhen.

"What do you say?" Yao Suzhen suddenly stopped the action, and looked at the color firefly.

"Slaves... Slaves say that you are careful, you are so easy to produce small..."

"Small production... It is really a good idea to dress up for this palace, this palace must see the emperor!" Yao Suzhen's eyes are bright, and the corners of the lips evoke a cold arc.

In the royal study room, the night game will end the last one, and put aside the Zhu pen, light and comfortable, and then lazy leaning on the dragon chair, the mind unconsciously emerged that Yao Mozhen’s unruly, extraordinary and refined The face of the face, if it is not the balance between the ministers and the ministers, why should he always be fortunate in the four major shackles, no one knows how much he relies on Yao Mozhen’s body, and whenever he confronts other phoenix phoenixes, he will intentionally or unconsciously The woman under her body is regarded as Yao Mozhen.

"The emperor, Huang Guifei asked to see outside." The voice of Anshanshan interrupted the meditation of the night game.

"Xuan." The night of the game converges the warmth of the unintentional eyes, and the positive color opens. For a moment, Yao Suzhen has stepped on the tiny steps before the dragon case.

"Chen Chen sees the emperor." Yao Su Jiao Jiao dripped his lips, the graceful body bent out in the most seductive posture.

"Get up, what's the matter?" Yao Moxin was at the time, and the night game felt that Yao Suzhen was better than her, gentle, virtuous, caring, and obsessive, and would not be as good as Yao Moxin. After Yao Moxin’s death, especially after the appearance of Yao Mozhen, the night game suddenly felt that this woman is no different from other crickets. If there is a difference, she knows too much!