MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 642 Yuansheng is an antidote

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Chapter 642 is the antidote

"The bead is called 'Yuansheng', and there is also one in Sikongmu's hand. This bead is the antidote to the phoenix tears, so Mo Zhen will drink your blood." Yao Mo's utterance is that he already knows his own. real identity.

"Oh, the original cockroach has been kept in the drums..." A slap in the mouth, a bitter bitterness spilled over the lips. It was just a low-browed movement, but it burned Yao Mozhen’s heart and owed too much. Now even if I want to return, I don’t know where to start.

"Mu Mou Jing sacrifices a cup, in the past, who is right and who is wrong, like a cloud, we don't care too much." Yao Mozhen first pays tribute, the throat is like a fire. After Yao Mozhen put down the wine glass, he opened his lips and sighed, and hesitated for a while.

"How can you be willing to give yourself a drink alone? This is a poison that is worn in this wine. You won't blink your eyes." The words of Kailu made Yao Mozhen feel inexplicable, as if the man had already guessed the wine. poisonous.

"Which is there to wear the poison of the intestines, the big sacrifices think more..." Yao Mozhen held back and whispered.

"Yes, or not, just look at the weight of your heart, it’s a coincidence. This is also what you want to know." Kai-Jing has raised a cup of wine and waited for Yao Mo's opening. In the abdomen.

Yao Mozhen was speechless, silently staring at the man in front of him, the pain in the bottom of his heart, the handsome man like a fairy, has been drunk at the moment, but he still clings to drink a whole pot of wine into the stomach What does he want to prove?

“Is it true that the big sacrifice will poison the wine in the wine?” Looking at the blurred eyes, Yao Mo’s eyes were wet.

"If it is for the night, you will..." Kai said whispering, the glass in his hand was separated from the ground, and the body swayed to the stone case.

The wind rose and wrinkled a pool of clear water under the gazebo. Yao Mozhen slowly got up and covered the cloak on his body.

"No matter who you are, you will not poison you, just add some drunken spirits, sleep for two days, oh, thank you..." Yao Mozhen will lift the falling arm Go to the stone case and let him sleep more comfortably. The heart, suddenly hurts, this should be the only thing she has done for Kai.

Seeing that Kailu was down by Yao Mozhen, the rush of the darkness rushed forward.

"Don't be sensational, Han Jinyi, they are already waiting in Ximen, I will send you!" He said, while he put his clothes on Yao Mozhen and pushed him out of the pavilion. In a hurry, I looked back, and the Kaixi under the stars and moons, a long white hair, and a beautiful sky, became the eternal scenery of Yao Mo's heart.

Under the cover of Yu, Yao Mozhen finally arrived outside the West Gate. At this moment, two carriages were hidden in the woods. When Yao Mozhen arrived, the night Junqing jumped out of the carriage first.

Familiar face, but not at that time, the mood of the plain, not afraid of the night, the night Jun Qing strode to Yao Mozhen, before Yao Mozhen stood still, he will take Yao Mozhen into his arms.

"Mo, I am sorry, I lost you... time and time again... Jun Qing swears, in this life, Jun Qing will not release your hand any more! If you lose you, how can Junqing live! "The sound of the night Junqing revealed a thick crying, tears flowing down the cheeks to Yao Mozhen's snow neck, hot tears, burning Yao Mozhen's heart.

"Jun Qing... Mo Zhen miss you... I really miss you!" Yao Mozhen hangs on both sides of the hand tightly holding the night Junqing, unscrupulously confiding the bitterness of parting.

"Come on, if it is discovered, it will be bad!" I know Yao Mozhen and the night Junqing's excitement at this time, but now it is not the time to talk about love.

"Yeah, hey, you are on the bus!" On one side, Han Jinyi stretched out his hand and was dragged away.

"Jinyi... Sorry, I can't go with you! But you can rest assured that whenever I have the chance, I will go to you! Mo Zhen, goodbye!" I didn't even give the opportunity to talk to Han Jinyi, and jumped up. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the night.

"Why?" Looking at the figure that gradually disappeared, the chill of the brocade was dull.

"Jin Yi, Si Kong Mu is after all, from babies to big relatives, if you let 刁刁 go so far, she can't live this way, but you can rest assured, I said, as long as everything is arranged here, she must I will go to Dongzhou to find you!" Yao Mozhen retired from the night and Qing Qing Huai, staring at Han Jinyi.

"Yes... let's go, we will not come out easily, we can't give up." Han Jinyi resisted the loss of his heart and urged him.

The two carriages left the woods as quickly as possible and headed for the nearest Yi County to the beach. The carriage rolled forward, inside the carriage, Yao Mozhen and the night Junqing looked at each other, Han Jinyi and Di Feng, Feng Yihan was sitting in another carriage, the driver of the car was a close confidant, a light car Second, if something really happened, they could also give a nickname to the cockroach.

"Mo Zhen, I am sorry! Jun Qing really should have dug these eyes, but I have not recognized you! It has been the third time, is Junqing very useless?" The night Jun Qing can not restrain his feelings, fiercely rushing To Yao Mozhen, Yao Mozhen was tightly held in his arms, and he was upset.

"Yeah, it's really mad, how can you not recognize me?" In the memory, the chest of the night Junqing is more generous than the present. Today's night Junqing has already lost too much weight.

"If there is another time, Junqing will not look at this eye! Mo Zhen... Jun Qing misses you..." Night Jun Qing tightly grasps Yao Mozhen, perhaps because of the tight relationship, Yao Mozhen feels somewhat I can't breathe, as if the night Junqing is going to crush myself into my heart.

"That can't be done, broke the phase, Mo Zhen is to be disgusted." The long eyelashes curled up, Yao Mozhen silently stared at the face of the night Junqing, the fortitude of the cheeks gradually showed the color of the bronze, 颧The bones are slightly raised, in order to find themselves, the night Junqing spent a lot of time in the year.

"That's not a problem... Anyway, Junqing can no longer let go of your hand, and will never let you lose it! Mo Zhen, forgive Junqing for seeing no eyes, okay?" Extrusion of water, the soft light in the eyes is like a moon.

"Mo Zhen is still Mo Zhen, but Jun Qing seems to become a mother-in-law, in the end..." Yao Mozhen cherry lips smile, tears quietly from the corner of his eyes. Kiss, overwhelming, blocked Yao Mo's words back into his mouth.

The hot and strong gasping sound overflowed the entire compartment, and the night Junqing dynasty ###着姚莫婉的唇瓣,手掌###了墨墨的间间, forced Yao Mozhen to stick to himself, fragrant in the nose Fluttering, the lips of the night Junqing left Yao Mozhen's swollen cherry lips, licking the rolling tears on the delicate cheeks. He knew that Mo Zhen was crying.

After a long time, Yao Mozhen snuggled in the night of the night, feeling the long-lost warmth.

"Jun Qing, ask you one thing, if Yao Mozhen is dead, will the Holy Child be..."

"No! There is only Yao Mozhen in Junqing's heart. Mo Zhen is dead. What is the meaning of Jun Qing's living..." Yao Mozhen wanted to speak, and Jun Junqing guessed her mind.

"I know that you think so! Otherwise, I will not tell you that I am still alive! Junqing, if you are so light, what is the meaning of what Mo Zhen has done!" Yao Mo angered, blame To the night Junqing.

"Mo Yu, you told Junqing that everything you did was to rejuvenate a beautiful river and mountain, right?" Night Junqing did not care about Yao Mozhen’s nephew, and he was gentle. A messy blue silk in front of the forehead.

"Yes!" She has been working hard for this goal.

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