MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 1 Great enmity

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The first chapter is a great enmity

Lead clouds roll, thunder and lightning, jagged lightning continue to crash into the sky, bursting with savage white, cold and lonely cold palace in the light flash against the background.

"Let me go out! Zhonger! My Zhonger!" Yao Moxin slaps the lacquered wooden door of the cold palace, and the postpartum blood is stained with plain clothes. Throughout the night, the weak body could no longer support the heap on the ground, and the fingers crossed, leaving ten long blood marks on the wooden door.

"What mistakes have I made? What is wrong with you! Night game, you have to be like this to me!" Yao Moxin cried, tears burst out, wet clothes, cold and hearty.

Just last night, she was still the emperor of the big Chu, the pain of childbirth, vivid in the eyes, the child-like baby held in her hands, happy I do not know what. Can be so short-lived, she has not responded, and was dragged by a team of guards indiscriminately to the dark and wet palace. Until now, Yao Moxin still felt that this was just a dream.

The iron chain creaked, the palace door opened wide, and the wind swept through the fallen leaves. Yao Moxin’s body was cold, and his subconscious mind squinted and closed his eyes.

"Sister!" The anxious voice suddenly sounded, and Yao Mo was stunned when he saw Ligui’s baby in front of him.

"Su 鸾 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 仲 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃 乃!

"Sign it!" The cold, cold voice rang in the silent cold palace, and Yao Mo was stunned and greeted the black scorpion that was flashing. At this moment, Yao Suzhen has returned to the side with his baby, and the strange light of his eyes flashed away.

"Hunger...this...what is this?" Yao Moxin suddenly looked at the man in front of the gold-lined robes, his heart was steep, and his husband and wife were seven years old. They always respected each other and raised their eyebrows. Such a cold gaze, she has never seen.

"Look at yourself!" The night game does not hide the disgust in the eyes, cold and open. Yao Mo heart endured tears, and the ten fingers trembled and picked up the rice paper.

"Chen Yu Yao Mo Xin's private morals are detrimental, uneasy in the room, and the secret of the Su-King, and the heart of the beast..." This is clearly a testimony of ignoring oneself with others, she can sign. Tears, falling quietly, more and more, until tears fall.

"Chen Chen and Su's Prince are clear and white, why should the emperor want to be a courtier?" Yao Moxin's hand holding the rice paper shivered, and he looked incredulously at the man she had loved for seven years, with tears on her face and a beautiful look.

"You also come with the innocence! That night 漪澜 ,, you do a good thing!" The night of the game is high, the ice-like voice, from the top of Yao Moxin.

"The emperor cares? But that night, Mo Xin was the emperor's secret, only to ask the prince to send troops, to save the emperor in danger, the conditions of the prince only to let him talk with him, we did not do anything sorry for the emperor The thing... '啪-' did not wait for Yao Moxin to finish, the wind whistling in the ear, Yao Mo heart bleeding, his face appeared five blood-colored finger marks.

"Stop! You mean to waste, in order to survive, hard to send your woman to another man's bed?" This is the thorn in the heart of the night, and every time he mentions, he makes his face lost. At this moment, the night of the game is low, slamming Yao Moxin's wrist, the strength of the fierce, Yao Moxin can even hear the sound of his bones misplaced, pain, cone-hearted, such as the tide of crazy invasion.

“Ah—” Yao Mo’s heart hurts to the extreme, his lips and teeth tremble, and his forehead suddenly oozes fine sweat.

"After repeating it, I signed it!" The night of the game was fiercely raised, and Yao Moxin’s body fell like a butterfly with a broken wing in front of the rice paper.

"Chen Chen has not done it, and will not trap the Prince in unjust..." Yao Moxin looked pale, Liu Mei was close, one word and one sentence, powerful.

"If there is no innocence, he will only rely on you to say a word, then he is willing to send troops to save the disaster? He does not know, when he dies, he will logically board the throne!!" Night game bites steel teeth, screaming.

"Seven-year husband and wife, how much wind and rain we have gone through together! Killing the field, killing the dragon, and fighting the Yixi. Do you have any trust in this heart?" Yao Moxin was so embarrassed, he thought Capture the tenderness in the eyes of the night, you can enter the purpose, but it is the black and white of the cold.

"Seven-year husband and wife, you have endured enough! You signed it and gave you a whole body!" The sound of the night game echoed like the **** magic sound in Yao Moxin's ear. The heart suddenly burst, and the man she had guarded out was so wronged.

"I don't want to die, but the king can help you to be the emperor, and the **** battle will kill you. Why do you endure such a despicable means to frame him..." Yao Moxin’s voice did not fall, and he saw the night’s slamming To her chest.

“噗—” Yao Moxin’s brain slammed into the ground, his chest rolling, a smashing squid, a hot throat, and blood splattered.

"Women! You are a gentleman, he is a minister, I want to kill him, why do you need it!" Night Hung was furious and roared. But the more excited he was, the more he knew that he was guilty.

"The emperor is angry, it is better to let the courtier advise the sister..." At this time, Ligui, who had not heard for a long time, walked up to the night game and felt distressed.

Silent, the night of the game, the sorrowful sorrow of the awkward sweep over Yao Moxin, stepped to one side.

"Sister, things are up to now, you don't think for yourself, but also think about Zhonger?" Yao Suzhen squatted on Yao Moxin's side, and the soft voice gave birth to a cold tone.

"Let me hug Zhonger! My Zhonger!" Looking at Yao Su's baby in his arms, Yao Moxin's tears overflowed, and his hands couldn't wait to reach Yao Suzhen.

"Sister is smart, how is it so confused now, why did the emperor want to bring this child to the palace? You don't sign it, no one is forcing you. You are willing to protect the reputation of Su Wang. What can you do? You don't want to be emperor." The intention, the emperor will be kind to Zhonger?" Yao Suzhen cherry lips passed over Yao Moxin's ear, whispered. During the conversation, the fingers secretly twisted the baby in his arms.

"Wow wow...wow wow wow....." The baby screamed loudly, and the voice seemed to penetrate the heart of Yao Moxin, and she was suffocating.

"Don't cry! Zhong children don't cry!" Yao Moxin's tears broke like a broken line of beads, his hands were about to grab the baby, and Yao Suzhen suddenly got up.

"Sister, you still don't understand? Sign it!" Yao Suzhen was holding his baby, and his strength was even heavier. The baby is suffering from pain, and it is more hysterical.

"Wow wow..."

"Zhong Er - I signed! I signed -" As a mother, Yao Moxin can no longer bear the baby's crying, **** fingers, shaking and picking up rice paper.

"Night game, I beg you, look at the sentiment of the seven-year husband and wife, be kind to Zhong Er! And Su Wang, although he is a master of power, but never has two hearts, even if the emperor ignores the feelings of brotherhood. Please take care of the word of Ming Jun, and spare him a life..." Yao Moxin looked up and saw the night game, one word and one sentence, such as Du Fu's blood, sad and sad.

Back to Yao Moxin, the night of the game, the eyebrows are wrinkled. This is the place where he hates Yao Moxin. In front of this woman, he seems to have no secrets. Yao Moxin always knows what he thinks.

"Sister..." Yao Suzhen deliberately looked at the baby in his eyes and urged him.

Silently, Yao Moxin laid the rice paper on the ground, and the **** fingers crossed. The rice paper left the three characters of Yao Moxin. Jun Qing, I am owed to you in this life, only the next life is back.

"The emperor, my sister signed." Yao Suzhen couldn't wait to speak, and the voice was full of excitement. The night game sounded and turned, and walked slowly to Yao Suzhen. Yao Suzhen passed the baby in the arms to the night game, and then leaned over and took the rice paper carefully and took it in his arms.

"Mu Xin has already smashed the emperor's intentions, only to ask the emperor to let Mo Xin hold another child..." mourning is greater than death, Yao Moxin does not want to see more nights, but she can't bear children.

Just when Yao Mo wanted to look up and look at the baby, the night of the game was cold, and he raised his hand and threw the baby in his arms to the ground.

"Don't--" Yao Moxin's eyes widened and rushed at the speed of the monks, but it was still a step behind, seeing the little baby's face in the skull was white and colorless, the blood of the red rose slowly from the mouth, the back of the brain Below, the blood smashed into the river, Yao Moxin took the baby with both hands and screamed

"Zhong Er..... Zhong Er--"

On one side, Yao Suzhen suddenly shocked, but in the next second, the corner of the lips evoked a haze of yin, Yao Moxin, this is your retribution.

"Night Hung! You are a beast! He is your biological son, how do you get your hands! How can you!" Yao Moxin screamed in tears, his eyes were red and red, and he went to the night.

"You go out first." Night Hongyi squinted at Yao Suzhen, cold channel. Yao Suzhen was obeyed to withdraw from the cold palace, and then the palace door was closed. Through the door seam, Yao Suzhen’s lips and corners evoked a smirk, Yao Moxin, this time, you are really ruined!

"Hey son? You have signed the testimony, this child is a kind of scorpion! It is the kind of you and the night Junqing!" The dark bottom of the scorpion scrolls with thick black, and the night sings step on the violent steps to Yao. Mo Xin, the body is full of sultry suffocating.

"It’s just that you are guilty! You can't tolerate Junqing, but this child is your own! You know better than anyone! How did you get your hands! He is our child!" '啪—', just in the night When the game was close, Yao Moxin raised his palms fiercely and took all the unwillingness and resentment to the night.

The night of the game was a stagnation, only to trace the blood of the lips, the bloodthirsty scorpion like an angry beast to Yao Moxin.

"This is not an accident, you have never been so imaginary! Whether it is killing the field, or the five dragons, the chaos of Yixi! You can always think of the front of you! In front of you, you are like a Hey! Like a waste! It seems that this world is only obtained by you this woman! I hate you, from the moment you show your edge, you will hate you!" The night of the game is like a pliers stuck in Yao Mo On the snowy neck of the heart, the dark eyes did not have a glimmer of light.

"Those are just rumors!" Yao Moxin only felt the chest immersed in the sea, the unpleasant desire to suffocate, just hands, still tightly protect the baby, even though he had no breath.

"They are all true! If you don't have it! You can't sit on the dragon chair! If you don't hold the night Junqing, will he be willing to surrender to you? Five dragons are defeated, Yixi's chaos, every desperate At the time, you can always think of a good strategy for counterattack! This is a fact!" The strength of the hands in the night of the game is getting heavier and heavier, and his eyes seem to be burning with anger, and he wants to burn Yao Moxin alive.

"So... great grace and enmity! You can't afford it all the time? You can't do everything for you! If you don't have a heart, you can have it today!" Yao Moxin burst into tears, dull throat There was a screaming question.

‘啪—’ The night’s game was full of red eyes, and suddenly raised his hand and slammed the fan to Yao Moxin. The overweight force made Yao Moxin's body draw a few meters, and the baby in his arms rolled to one side.

"Zhong Er!" Endured the pain of all the limbs, Yao Mo crazy rushed to the baby, but was the first step by the night game.

"You can't stop you! You can't tolerate this child! It doesn't matter whether he is a cockroach or not. The important thing is that his biological mother is you!" Night screams and screams, slamming the baby heavily on the wall, splitting his brain. .

"Ah - Zhonger! Night game, you are a beast! Livestock! Unwilling to be a human being, you will be ruined by a corpse! The corpse is broken!!" Yao Moxin madly rushed to the baby, the mind was This moment breaks the bank.

"Good! I will wait for you to be alive again! Just this world, you will not let you die! You want to let you face this corpse, in the cold palace!" Looking at Yao Moxin crazy Picking up the flesh-and-blood baby, the night of the game has a glimmer of pleasure.