MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 617 reason!

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Chapter 617 Reasons!

"Night Junqing can be returned to the dungeon by Raksha?" Sikongmu's voice came cold and cold, and Yao Mozhen's heart was slightly shocked, and he knew that Sikongmu knew everything. Just as Yao Mo’s desire to speak, Qi Kai took the first step forward.

"The enlightenment of the lord, the night Junqing has been sent to the Holy Virgin House by squatting. This is what he meant." Yao Mozhen was surprised that Yu Kai was willing to help himself. At that time, he did not give any promise to himself.

"Reason!" Sikongmu's voice contained a wrath, and Yao Mozhen could not help but pinch the sweat.

"The reason is..." In the opening of the opening, Yao Mozhen suddenly felt a strong wind, and then suddenly fell into a darkness.

Just as Yao Mozhen’s body fell to the ground, Kai’s body was taken in his arms. Looking at Kaiqi so gentle, Yao Mozhen cares in his arms, the bonfire of the heart of the illusion broke into her limbs like a snake.

"The reason is that you doubt whether the effect of the Phoenix tears is still there." Kai Yi, the magic and the night game are very shocking.

"Teacher, since the Great Sacrifice suspects that Yao Mozhen has restored his memory, this woman will not be able to stay!" Night can't wait to go forward, respectfully.

"The promotion of the flamecoin has achieved initial results. Yao Mozhen has made a great contribution. He thought that Yao Mozhen has the value of existence." The voice of Kaiqi was cold and his face was waveless.

"Teacher! The game is very understanding of this woman. This woman is scheming and insidious. If she knows that she is Yao Mozhen, she will secretly make a negative move against the flames of the country, just as she ruined the big Chu. She is likely to become a stumbling block to the flames of the United States to reunify Dongzhou!" Night Hung rushed to argue.

"How dare you use your own dullness to compare with the wisdom of the leader!" Kaiqi turned to look at the night game, with a warning in his eyes.

"Hunger...Don't dare..." The night game saw the killing in Kaiyan's eyes. When he was on the side, he was not easy to enemies too much before the wings were full.

"Teacher, the illusion also thinks that the existence of Yao Mozhen has no value. Of course, if the big sacrifice thinks that she has the need to live, can she test the effect of the phoenix tears at night, why do I have to have a night?" The scorpion swept through the hands of Yao Mozhen, and the bottom of his heart passed a chill.

"Just entering the general altar, Yao Mozhen did not even look at the night game, regardless of whether the Phoenix tears have lost their effectiveness, Yao Mozhen will not lose the measure in front of the night game, otherwise Yao Mozhen was in Guanyin Palace. During the period of Feng Wei, how can the night game be favored by her.” Kai said the fact that people can't refute.

"As the great sacrifice said, Yao Mozhen is so deep, keeping her afraid of being a scourge, and in the face of hate, she has not shown a little bit of a foot, in front of her love, she can also pretend to be silly! Not her long term!" The illusion is aggressive.

"I feel that..." Just as Kaiqi wants to refute, on the top of the giant python, Sikongmu is always open.

"Yao Mozhen can stay, and the night Jun is soft and banned in the holy girl's house, but there is a difference, killing!" Sikongmu's voice blocked the confrontation between Kaiqi and the magical.

Leaving the altar, the illusion was chased out after he started.

"Hey, I want to talk to you." The illusion is full of eyes, and the voice is pleading.

"For another time, this sacrifice will send the nephew back." Kaiqi indifferently opened his lips, leaving no hesitation at his feet.

Looking at the indifferent figure of the ice, the hand of the illusion clenching his fist creaked.

"Now the enlightenment has been fascinated by Yao Mozhen, even if the saint is still the body of the ice and the jade, he will not look at it more..." The night slogan with puns, in exchange for the illusion .

"Well, the game is not a lot of mouths, but the illusion of the sacred woman is doing well today, and then making persistent efforts!" The night of the game, the glory of the smile, turned away.

And when he said that he was holding Yao Mozhen back to the holy girl's house, he was not able to leave the holy girl's house, and the flames of the flames were not known, even if they were martial arts. Not weak, but it is difficult to fight with both hands. Especially in the current period, it is not a good thing to attract people's eyes.

"What happened to the master?" When he saw Yao Mozhen in the coma, he asked with anxiety.

"Take a glass of water." Kai Yu talked to Yao Mozhen carefully to the chair, then took the water cup handed over, and smacked his hand on Yao Mo's acupuncture point, a few moments, square See it slowly open your eyes.

"What happened? Night Junqing!" Yao Mo screamed.

"Oh, nothing." Yao Mozhen’s gaze circumvented the Kaiqi standing in front of her, and fell on the night of Junqing. When he saw that the night was clear, Yao Mozhen called for a long breath. When Yao Mozhen’s eyes turned back, he saw the deep and indelible sadness in Kai Yan’s eyes.

"Fortunately, there is you..." Yao Mozhen hesitated to speak, even if no one told her, she also knew that the night Jun Qing could be safe, and the inspiration was indispensable.

"I will stay in the House of the Virgin during this time." Kai Yan placed the tea cup in the hand at the table. When he turned around, he seemed to have a deep look at the night, and immediately left.

"Jin Yi, you said that repairing the flute to find the mother and relatives, is it true?" Seeing Kai, leaving, he deliberately took the cold Jinyi and went out. At this time, in the main hall, only Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing are left.

"Do you see Sikongmu? What did he say?" Even though this road came, the night Junqing did not show a trace of fear, but he knew that nowadays it is the boundary of the flame red country, the man is a knife, I am a fish, life and death. Not in his hands, the reason why he is calm, just want to see Yao Mozhen, half a year, he is not sure whether Yao Mozhen is really alive. If the result is not satisfactory, why is he afraid of death?

"There is nothing to say to the nephew. It is the love of the big sacrifice. You are temporarily staying at the Virgin's house." Looking at the night in the eyes of the monarch, Yao Mozhen suddenly had a thought in his heart. Should he or not? Life experience tells the night Junqing?

I didn’t say it at the time, because the night Junqing had no life-threatening worry, and she didn’t want to be a stunned snake. But now, if she hides it again, the anti-Ir is the night. Just how to open it, how to prove it?

In the ghost house, the ghost rushed to the moment when he saw the night game.

"How is the illusion now? Is she unhappy?" The sneaky words are equal to no question. There is no woman in this world. After being defiled, she is still happy.

"What are you doing so urgently! What promises you have given me?" The mood of the night is not good. I couldn’t put the night Jun and Yao Mozhen in the dead. He always felt that his heart was not practical.

"Promise your nature will give you! In the last few days, the master left the flames of the country, and in all likelihood, he went to the ghost girl... Come with me." When the ghosts spoke, they brought the night game into the game. The dark room of the ghost road.

"What is that?" And when the sneaky ignited the candlelight, the night of the game was thick and wrinkled, and it was clearly seen that there was a dough on the opposite wall, but the light was too dark, and he did not see it very clearly.

"Let's take a closer look!" The sneaky handed the candle to the night game, symbolically pushing the night game. The atmosphere is strange and inexplicable, and the pace of the night game is slightly slow.

"Ah--" When I saw the dough on the wall, the night game was steep and my legs were trembling, and the candle in my hand was smashed to the ground.

"Yao... Yao Moxin? How could she be here? Why!" The night game almost climbed to the front of the sneaky, his hands clinging to the sneaky clothes, his voice was terrified and his eyes flickered.

"It's just a face, just as scared." Seeing the night game is pale, the pupils are shrinking, and the ghosts are somewhat puzzled.