MTL - The Phoenix Arises-Chapter 482 Wang Hao is gone! ! !

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Dongyuan.

Listening to the sorrowful flute, I felt distressed and blamed.

After all, he still hurt her...

Beiyuan.

"Who is this playing the flute?"

Suddenly there was a flute, and the piano spinning stopped and listened carefully.

The painting is awkward. "Who else, is this Wangfu only the Princess of the House, but is it only the ghost king?"

When it comes to chills, there is a glimpse of it in the face.

"Sorrowful songs, everyone wants to cry."

Qinfang said that he raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes.

He blinked at the sorrowful piano, and the painting was cold and cold. "You have more thoughts."

Listening to the resentful flute, Feng Xiaomei was contemptuous and looked confused. "Come on, how can I check the relationship between the two people in this palace?"

"Yes, slaves go here."

The painting Mian Wenyan immediately lost the broom and ran out.

For her, it’s much easier to find out what the news is than to clean the house.

When the paintings ran out, the piano spinning came back, and some frowned at the annoyance.

This painting will be the most sneak sneak, this is good, so much live, she is going to be alone.

After the mountain.

The flute gradually stopped, and the cold eyes closed, as if falling asleep.

A transparent figure floated out of the ice scented jade flute, looking at the tears in the eyes of the cool eyes, a **** sputum flashed a touch of distress, sighed, carefully picked up the cool, flew down the mountain.

"Where is Wang Hao?" When the ice orchid in the distance saw the empty trunk, he stood up and squatted.

Looking at the horrible ice orchid, my nephew stood up nervously. "Not at that..."

The sound stopped abruptly, and the face turned pale.

"Don't you still be there? Why didn't you see it later?" The nephew almost cried out.

"What are you still doing? Don't go find it."

When the ice orchid said, he rushed down the hill. The nephew is also rushing to keep up.

The two men stumbled all the way down from the back hill, and the nephew wanted to go to Jiangyi, but was stopped by the ice orchid.

"First go back to Nanyuan and see if Wang Hao is absent. If you are not looking for Jiang Guanjia and Wang Ye, it is not too late."

"Ok."

The children nodded, and the two rushed to Nanyuan, hurried into the house, seeing the cold and lying on the bed, finally relieved.

"Great, it turns out that Wang Hao is going back to the house."

Looking at the cold slumber that fell asleep on the bed, my nephew burst into tears.

Bing Lan stunned his eyes and lowered his voice. "Small voice, no need to quarrel with Wang Hao."

Bing Lan said and walked to the bed again, and smashed the horns for the cold, only to pull the scorpion out.

"Sister Bing Lan, when did you say that Wang Hao was going back to China? We didn't see anything?"

The nephew raised his head in confusion, which was very confused.

Looking at the confused appearance of the nephew, the ice blue lips, reaching out and rubbing her hair.

"Wang Xiu Xiu is profound, which is what we can compare, not seen, not strange."

The **** blood that floated on the promenade, listening to the conversation between the ice orchid and the nephew, flashed a touch of interest.

It is two interesting gimmicks, the most rare thing is that there is no bad heart.

Twilight sweeps through Beiyuan, and the **** lips evoke a hint of evil laughter.

Beiyuan.

"Princess." The painting jumped back in a hurry.

When I saw the painting back, Feng Xiao immediately anxiously said, "How can I find out?"

The painting shook his head and sighed. "In addition to the Jiang Guanjia, this ghost palace has only one dumb cook, not to answer the question. She can't even understand what she wants."

Speaking of the Su cook, she was angry, she said there for a long time, she did not respond to anything, until finally she figured out that the cook was a dumb, in vain for her so much tongue.

Feng Yan frowned, the face that was originally expected, immediately darkened.

The paintings were clear and succinct. "The slaves didn't even hear about their relationship, but they knew one thing, and the princess would be happy."

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows. "Speak and listen."

The painted eyebrows smiled and smacked into the ear of the phoenix ear. "The slaves went to the Nannan Court and found that Wang Ye and Wang Hao did not live together."

The dawn of Feng Yu was light, and the eye was skipping a touch of excitement.

If she doesn't live together, her chances will be great. Unfortunately, she can't enter Dongyuan, otherwise she will be able to take it down tonight.

Just as the phoenix was secretly happy, suddenly the wind was overwhelming and the lights in the room were blown out.

"what……"

The painting was immediately shouted in fear.

Feng Wei was not afraid at all. The painting was so screaming, the soul almost flew, and took a picture of his chest. He immediately shouted. "What is it, but the wind blows out the candle, and I don't want to pick it up again."

"Yes……"

The painting swallowed the water, and shivered and took out the fire from the arms. When I blew it, I would ignite.

However, it was a sinister wind, and the hand of the painting was shaking and sifting like a shadow. Suddenly a black shadow crossed the front of her eyes.

"what……"

Another scream rang, and the phoenix and the harps were scared again.

Where the paintings are still worth the light, the fire in the hand has long been unaware of where to fly, only trembling, and constantly reading, "Ghosts...have ghosts..."

"Oh..." The loud slap in the air rang.

The phoenix screamed at the painting, "What the ghosts are not ghosts, and then scary, this palace will cut your tongue."

The painting was so scared that he immediately fell down and grabbed the phoenix's skirt. He said, "The princess, there is a ghost, the slave has just seen it..."

"Don't dare to talk..."

"Oh..." Feng Wei’s words were not finished, and his face was slap in the face.

For a moment, Feng Xiao’s eyes set off two groups of anger.

"If you are against you, you dare to fight back and see that this palace will not kill you today."

Feng Yu said that he raised his sleeves and greeted him.

"Princess, the slaves didn't fight back, really didn't..."

Listening to the mourning of the painting, the piano spinning light flashes.

Although this painting is usually bold, but does not dare to play the princess, there is a misunderstanding in the middle.

Thinking of the ghosts in the mouth of the painting, the body of the piano spinning could not help but tremble, and immediately went forward, wanting to persuade, but listening to the sound of "squeaky".

The phoenix rushed straight forward and slammed into the front corner of the table. The posture seemed to be kicked by someone.

"Okay, you two, it’s really the opposite."

The pain in the forehead made Feng Xi’s heart want to kill people. He picked up the stool and went to the piano.

The body was smashed, the piano spinning did not care, and immediately shouted.

"Princess, slaves have just done nothing, please princess must believe in slaves..."

Feng Xiao is cold and cold, "Isn't you who you are? Is it really a ghost?"

Feng Yu said that he would lift his foot and go to the piano.

Fluttering in the blood of the air, watching the three men in a group, secretly snickering, and screamed a few times to the phoenix.

"Ah..." "The princess is forgiving..."

Listening to the screams of screaming and pleading for anger, **** sensation drifted away.

Dongyuan, 阎 殃 殃 suddenly glimpse.

I didn't expect to be discovered when I came, and the blood stagnation drifted down from the air.

"It's you?"

Seeing blood inflammation, I feel a little surprised.

"You really recovered your memory."

Blood inflammation is a little lazy to sit in front of a stranger.

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Hearing, blood inflammation is also a bitter smile, "Why don't you ask me for a drink?"

"Wait."

He said that he had left the room, and soon he brought in two altar wines.

Soon the two of you drank a bowl of me and I drank it.

"I am sorry for the things of the year." Bloody eyes looked at the smug, and the eyes were full of blame.

If it wasn’t for him, the little four wouldn’t have an accident, and he wouldn’t die because he saved the little four.

I am screaming at the lips, "I am sorry, I am not for you?"

Blood inflammation heard the words, but also smiled.

"They are all okay?"

I was groaning and groaning, and my eyes were crossed.

The blood was stunned, and then he looked up and stunned. "Besides the little four, no one is bad."

Daddy, the screaming heart slammed up, and the spirits in the throat suddenly became bitter.

Looking at the pale face, the **** light flashed. "Why should you be so small? You should know her heart for you."

It is said that the smile of the lips and lips is even more bitter.

He knows it, so it will be so painful. If it is only his unilateral, it should not be so painful.

Looking at the bitter smile of the lips, the **** eyes immediately opened his eyes. "You don't want to like hoes too?"

He was stunned by a black face and roared with blood.

"Cough..." I knew that I had guessed wrong. Blood inflammation was a bit guilty. "Why are you doing this to her?"

I sighed and said, "You don't understand."

"If you said, I don't understand." Bloody eyebrows, not arrogant.

The light flashed, and after a long time, I swallowed. "I, I used to marry my nephew."

Although he no longer likes deaf children, the fact that he is married is a fact, he can't care.

Hearing words, **** inflammation is a black line. "What should I be? It turned out to be this matter, how did the marriage work?"

"For the people of the ghost world, marriage is a number."

Blood inflammation has turned a big eye. "How about counting? How long is it? It doesn't matter if the **** is reincarnation, you are born again. You haven't been a sorrow anymore. You are now 阎I don’t want to love someone who loves it. I can’t think of it myself.”

阎 阎 殃眸 light flashed, listened to blood, but did not say anything.

There is no more talk about blood inflammation. Some things say no benefit, you need to understand it yourself.

After that, neither of them spoke, they were all drinking, and soon they both got drunk.

Early in the morning, Jiang Yi stumbled into Dongyuan.

"Wang Ye, Wang Ye..."

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, he groaned and groaned, and slammed his confused head.

"Come in." The low voice, with a hangover dumb.

Jiang Yi immediately pushed in and hurriedly said, "Wang Ye is not good, Wang Hao is gone."