MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 634 My nephew is the worst.

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Chapter 634 is the worst of the children.

"Speak! Is it you? Your mother is the worst. She said that you like me. If I can come back alive, you will not be able to live in this life. How could it be what you said? Who do you like best? , Han Jinyi ... 刁刁 really do not care about what return, as long as you are safe!" There are tears in the eyes, crystal clear tears like dew after the rain, scattered in the candlelight, colorful light, faint light But it hurt the eyes of Han Jinyi.

"You stay, the most dangerous place is the safest place. It's a big deal. From now on, no one will come in. Now there are people who are catching you everywhere. If you just leave, I am afraid... "I have been saying that she is afraid that she will stop and Han Jinyi will leave."

"Jin Yi will not be able to live this life!" Han Jin clothing can not be said, it will be in his arms, thin lips smack a touch of release of the arc, in Yao Mozhen, he used his heart, dedication, but When he saw the obsessive and firm gaze of the night, he knew that he had been destined to have nothing to do with Yao Mozhen in this life. He did not regret the obsession, which is enough.

"You...what do you say?" 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁 刁刁

"Jinyi is willing to have one heart in this life. Hundreds of people are not separated. No matter who I have ever loved, from now on, Jinyi is willing to put everything in the dust and only leave you in my heart." Han Jinyi always felt that compared with Yan Nanyi. I am a rough person, and I can’t say too sweet and sweet words, but now, Han Jinyi is really a goose bump that has been smashed by her own words.

"Really? Do you like it?" The tears of her eyes became a string, like a spring spurt, she never expected the love of Han Jinyi, because she knew that there would be no hope before she would not be disappointed, but at this moment, happiness falls from the sky. Like a big pie, she stunned her and turned her stunned.

"I don't like it, it's love! Jinyi is really a big flower radish. I also vowed to say that I love Yao Mozhen. Now I am not in love again. Hey, will you dislike the brocade?" Han Jinyi suddenly found out that It is not so difficult to learn to talk about love.

"No, because from now on, you will dig your heart out of me, you want to spend, you have to have the heart!" in.

"Do not worry, Jinyi is not such a person. From now on, there will be only one woman beside Jinyi, and there will be only one lady of the city in Wanhuangcheng. That person is screaming..." The tears in the corners of the eyes, the sound is unparalleled.

After the disappearance of Junqing, the night game has always felt that wherever he went, it seems that someone is following the track, especially when he returns to the night house. He is not even practical in his sleep. It is true that his current martial arts are not afraid of the night. But that feeling made him very uncomfortable.

"Who?" On the couch, Ye Hongyi just wanted to fall asleep. Suddenly, the footsteps of the roof were ringing, and the night of the game suddenly fell asleep. He grabbed the sword on the side of the pillow and broke the window.

The night game was chasing all the way, until the chasing after the mountain forest intercepted the man.

"You are... the imperial boy?" By the moonlight, the night game clearly saw the lotus print on the left shoulder of the black man. The man did not speak, and he had to turn over when he turned over. The night of the game was so strong that the black man had no choice but to take the backhand. After three or five rounds, the black man was obviously at a disadvantage.

"Why is it in my house? Who sent you?" The night of the game was low, and the sword in his hand stabbed into the right chest of the black man. The black man took a few steps back and his eyes were horrified.

"Don't say?" The night game was a bully to the black man, and the knees were against the neck of the black man, and the voice was full of joy.

The black man knows badly, and bites the poison in his mouth, and he loses his breath for a while.

"Damn!" Seeing the black man sighing, the night hunter was furious, and the palm of his hand slammed the skull of the black man. For a moment, the black man suddenly turned into a fireball. After the smoke was extinguished, only a pile of gray fly was left. .

In the dark night, the night game is independent of the sword, as if ghostly, standing still, heart, mad, and has been brought back to the altar by Ding Jiu for four days. According to the truth, Si Kongmu should I guess that Akagi’s plot is not going well. Even if I don’t shoot it, I should act. But on the 4th, Sikongmu’s side was surprisingly calm. There was no abnormality in Akaga, but there was more imperial boy in his house. What does this mean? ?

The night of the game is more and more afraid, is it that Sikongmu is doubting himself? How can this be? Everything you do is seamless, why shouldn’t he doubt himself? Can the black man in front of him never explain, pass by? Ghosts believe! Maybe he should act, at least it should be clear whether the object that Sikongmu suspects is whether he is himself!

And when the night game returned to the house, the illusion did not know when he was already sitting in his room.

"Magic is really curious, a man without roots, what will he do when he goes out in the middle of the night?" The sarcasm of the illusion did not make the night anger annoyed, but instead, he exchanged a night of laughter.

"The visit of the saints late at night must be a matter of necessity?" The night game does not care about the contempt and disdain of the illusion, but for a woman who is going to die, he really does not need to be angry with her.

"There is no death, which means that Sikongmu has poisoned her. Now is the time when Sikongmu is physically weak. Why is there not a bit of movement like Akina in a girl?" The illusion puts away the contempt, cold voice question.

"Does this question ask the wrong woman?" Night Hung didn't panic and sat down at the table, lazy.

"Now you are the red dog next to Akagawa. What moves does he have to tell you? Night game, if you and Akaga want to play a bad idea on this saint, this saint guarantees that you will die very much. Miserable!" The magical warning warned.

"The saints are heavy, and the game is a big courage. They don't dare to play the idea of ​​the saint. It's not bad. It's not dead. But who can guarantee that Sikongmu is poisoning her? If not, Akagawa This kind of hands-on, the consequences are unimaginable, so the flame red emperor means to test it first, if it is, then it is not too late." Night game screams.

"Tentative? Who dares? You?" Fantasy raised his eyebrows to look at the night, the voice scorned.

"This is what... I believe that the flames of the Red Emperor have their own arrangements. In fact, the virgins have been too concerned. The whole flame country wants to fall down to the squad, and counts the number of Akwa." The night of the game is broken.

"But, this saint does not want to hear you like these ghosts, you tell Akwa, you can't be lost, when you don't come, this time if he can't grasp the opportunity, then he doesn't want to turn over in his life! What kind of person is Sikongmu, he should Clear!" The magic sorrowed the night of the game, then turned and left.

Until the figure of the illusion disappeared into his own sight, the scorpion of the night sorcerer only convinced the humble respectfulness and became a haze.

One night's time, the night game could not sleep at all. As long as he thought of the imperial boy, he felt a flustered heart. Until the dawn, the night game was neatly dressed and left the night house, went straight to the altar.

However, when the night of the game was about to enter the altar, he suddenly saw a familiar figure and he stepped on the altar.

"Water show? How can she not die?" Night Hung is not someone else, it is the water show with Yao Moxin's face, and at this moment, the figure of the water show has faded out of the line of sight of the night game.

bad! The night of the game is not good, and immediately turns back and goes straight to the ghost house.

"Why is the water show still alive, I am not letting you kill her!" The night game rushed into the ghost house, picking up the sneaks coming out of the dark room.