MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 583 The General Altar of the Flames
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Chapter 583 The General Altar of the Flames
The total altar of the flame red country, there is no day and night, the cold night pearls set off a dark corner, the dim light will be like a ghost in front of the giant lining.
"Night Hung 叩 sees the lord." Since the beginning of his history, no one has been able to practice unintentional skills for a month. Night hunter is the first person.
"You really live up to the hope of the Lord. Now that you have the power of the gods, Dongzhou is not your opponent." The top of the giant skull, the golden mask is full of the chill of the forest, the night game is not dare to make a second, respectful There, wait for the instructions of Sikongmu.
"Teachers reinvent the grace, the night of the game will never be forgotten." Night Hongyi hands arched, the body leaned lower.
"Listen, this time you leave the flame country, you only need to do one thing, and give Qi Wangfeng Yi Han and Xia Wang Di Feng to the lord to return to the flames of the country, remember, not to hurt them half!" Deep and distant, people are at your fingertips, but the sound seems to come from the sky, giving people a feeling of unreality.
"Hong Yi is willing to serve the leader!"
"Go on, there will be someone who will help you to leave the flame country." Sikong Mu waved.
"Teacher! Hung-Hyun hopes that the leader can send a nameless peer to help the game." Night Hung has not forgotten for a moment, how the nameless day left himself, so that the big Chu Jiangshan returned to the night Junqing.
"Quasi! But you remember, the nameless is the person of my flames." Sikongmu seems to have a deep look at the night of the game, and his heart flashed a glimpse of it, he also wants to see, the night of the game Can you turn the sky!
When I was shaken by Yao Mozhen, my heart was really uncomfortable, but when I heard Yao Mo's questioning, I suddenly woke up.
"You are because Han Jinyi is not a young child to marry him, or do you want to become a full-fledged brocade, deliberately blending him with this saint?" Before the couch, Yao Mo looked at the sly, the twilight was cold and waveless.
"Master... How can you have such a strange idea? It is natural to dislike him and smash him." He was guilty and his smile was a little stiff.
“Really?” Yao Mozhen’s gaze clearly told her that there was no credibility in her words.
"Really... Ok! That's right, I want to match you with Han Jinyi. What's the problem?" These days, I tried to convince myself that if I love someone, I want to watch him happy, but every time. When I saw Han Jinyi doing everything Yao Haozhen did, she would be heartbroken! When she saw that Yao Mozhen never looked at Han Jinyi, she had the urge to wake up Yao Mozhen.
"So you still like him, right?" Yao Mozhen sighed and looked at him with a sigh of relief. This stupid girl is more lovely than the illusion.
"I like what he has to do. The strong twisted melon is not sweet. In addition to Yao Mozhen, there is no one else in his heart." The spirit of Yao Mozhen was taken, and he used his hands on the trampoline and leaned on the bed rail.
"And it is Yao Mozhen... Oh, Yao Mozhen is really a supernatural power. But hey, you know that I am not Yao Mozhen, and you should not give up." Yao Mozhen abruptly opened.
"I didn't give up. From the beginning, I just wanted to make this man happy. As for you...you are certainly not Yao Mo, but you think, if Yao Mozhen appears, she will definitely choose Ye Junqing or Chu. Mobei, Han Jinyi is not ranked at all. Since he is not destined to get Yao Mozhen, it is a comfort to let him get the same sacred child as Yao Mozhen." Let Yao Mozhen open his eyes.
"So in your eyes, this saint is a thing, can you just give it to anyone?" Yao Mozhen raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his mood was not very good.
"Of course, you are not a thing. You are all thinking about it. If God has appeared on that day, you can't do anything at all. Now, if you hold one, you won't get a bamboo basket." Reluctant words.
"Oh..." Yao Mozhen nodded slightly.
"Do you think of the master?" Seeing Yao Mo’s expression, he sighed.
"Well, this saint wants to be clear. In your eyes, this saint is not even as good as anything." Yao Mo got this conclusion.
"Look at you, what the old tangled things do, you said you did not understand!" He was anxious.
"If you say this, the saint understands, this saint also hopes that you can understand, I am with the cold brocade, no possibility!" Yao Mozhen firmly opened his mouth and immediately stepped away.
"Master, this matter can be discussed!" Seeing Yao Mozhen slamming the door, he couldn't help but smile, why is this suffering, but she really wants to make Han Jinyi happy, what should I do...
On the following day, when the people were still swimming, the door of Juxianlou was suddenly opened, followed by a roar, and led everyone in Juxianlou downstairs.
"Bing Xin! Cold Bingxin! You give me out--" The unkempt smashed shirt is standing in the middle of the hall, and the black eyes are sweeping across the entire Juxianlou, with a clear trembling voice.
"Do you dig his family grave?" The eyes of the people in front of him were filled with blood, and the blue veins were pulled out. Yao Mozhen took a breath of cold air and turned to look at the cold ice heart on his side. It doesn't matter if you look at it. I don't want the cold ice around me to cry.
"There is a treasurer to support you, he dare not treat you like!" Yao Mozhen is a cold ice heart is scared. After all, the momentum of the people in front of you is also paralyzed.
"There is a good show." Before Yao Mozhen finished, one side of the night Junqing will pull Yao Moxuan to his side, so as to avoid the fire in the city gate, and the pool fish.
"What, this is your home! This girl is here!" Cold ice heart whimpered forward, the clear watery scorpion fluttering.
"Bing Xin... Bing Xin, I miss you! The sacred decree is gone, you are my wife, why are you running around! You know how many places I have found, how many pairs of shoes have been worn! Do you know that I am afraid that you are dead, Just like Tingyue... Bing Xin, Ben Lei is looking for you to find the hardship!” At the moment of seeing the cold ice heart, Ben Lei finally dared to cry. When he knew that the cold ice heart was missing, he would tears. Forced to retreat, Bing Xin has not died, he has any reason to lose, so he resisted, even if he searched the entire Dongzhou seven countries are not cold ice heart, he still insisted. But at this moment, he could not hold on.
"Ben Lei..." Leng Bingxin walked toward the thunder with a messy step. The tears seemed to be broken like a broken bead. I didn't know how much love I had. Now I understand that I loved the bone marrow.
"Bing Xin! Hey... Where have you been! I thought you were dead! I thought I would never see you again!" Ben Lei rushed up, and stretched his arms to hold the cold ice in his arms, tears in tears. Desperately venting these days, all his fears and uneasiness.
"Nonsense! I am so easy to die!" Cold ice heart licking the neck of the thunder, tight, tears soaked the clothes, and stayed in the heart of the thunder.
Tears, silently, but Yao Mozhen is not known, she is only such a scene too lyrical, people are moved. Needless to ask, this is another legend, an uneven experience.
"Who is Tingyue?" Inexplicable, Yao Mozhen was so impressed by the words that he was very impressed with these two words.
"Mo婉's personal maid was killed by the night hunter. After Mo Zhen disappeared, she was sealed as a princess of Anle." When she heard Yao Mo's questioning, the night Jun Qing looked slightly and explained in a low voice.
"Oh..." Yao Mozhen did not ask too much for the night Junqing to be somewhat disappointed, but he believed that one day, Yao Mozhen would remember everything and remember the time when they died together.
In view of the unsteadiness of Ben Lei, Yao Mozhen deliberately put a cold day of the holiday, and solemnly warned her, if this is still the appearance when the return of the mine, then I am sorry, Juxianlou still has to do business, there is no way to take him.
In the back of the woods, the cold ice heart and the rushing shoulders sit under the towering old trees. Until now, the emotions of Ben Lei are still very excited.
"How can you say go and leave, do you really want to marry me?" Ben Lei wiped his tears and choked to look at the cold ice heart.
"It's clear that you don't want to be jealous. The owner said that you like the spring fragrance of the palace house. Since you have a sweetheart, the ice heart is not good for you." Since the emergence of the thunder, the eyes of the cold ice have not been I left him, even if it was unkempt, even if it was ragged, but the cold ice heart felt that there was no time when Ben Lei was more handsome than now!
"There is no spring fragrance, no sweetheart! In addition to you, Ben Lei will not see any woman in this life! Bing Xin, you believe me! I really like you! Really, in this life, I only marry you!" The matter looked at the cold ice heart, and both hands took the hand of the cold ice heart and said it.
"Ben Lei..." Leng Bingxin knows that the rushing mouth is very stupid, stupid every time will make the master and the night Junqing unhappy, can be said from this stupid mouth, must be the truth.
"Bing Xin, no matter if you agree not to marry me, don't sneak out again, Ben Lei really can't afford it! If you lose you again, you let Ben Lei live!" See the cold ice heart does not respond, run Lei Yue tightened his hand on the cold heart and begged.
"Tomorrow, you will come to Juxianlou to meet you." Cold ice heart suddenly opened, and the bottom of his eyes was crystal clear.
"You...what do you say?" Ben Lei looked at the cold ice heart, and the thin lips trembled and couldn't say a word. Happiness came too fast. He really didn't respond.
"I don't want to worry about it." Cold ice sighed and raised his eyebrows. But seeing the thunder bounce, hands clasped the arm of the cold ice heart.
"Good! Just tomorrow! I want a wife! It's great! Thank God!" Ben Lei was like a child, and the next second, actually fluttered in front of the cold ice heart, sobbing.
"Ben Lei?" Cold ice heart slowly squat down, caressing the head of Ben Lei, this time is really too difficult, she can not imagine how the rushing came from the panic and stunned, there is such a man to death Shou, she is content.
When Cold Bingxin told Yao Mozhen that his decision was made, he received strong support from Yao Mozhen. Yao Mozhen even bought a three-in-three-out house opposite the Juxian Building for Ben Lei and Leng Bing. And immediately scattered the guests of Juxianlou, ordered everyone to set up Juxianlou, for the cold ice heart and the use of the big wedding.
The entire Xitang Hall was not properly arranged until around time. The wedding invitation was exempted. There were no relatives in Xinxiang Benlei and Lengbingxin, but this did not affect the Juxianlou guest.
On the day of the wedding, it was very lively. Except for the night Junqing and Yin Xue, which were originally in Juxianlou, Han Jinyi, Chu Mobei, Chu Moxin, and Xinxiangfu Yin Lujing and Li Zhongran all participated. Originally, Yao Mozhen did not want to. She opened the killing ring, but since someone took the initiative to send it to the door, she naturally had no reason to let go, so without the permission of the cold ice heart, Yao Mozhen asked for the three thousand and two silver tickets to everyone who came to congratulate. Of course, These Yao Mozhen did not break into their pockets, and all gave Ben Lei and the cold ice heart.
At the time of the worship, the night Junqing was the seat of the audience. Under the various demands of the cold ice heart, Yao Mozhen also sat in the upper seat, and was hardly worshipped by the cold ice heart and the thunder.
Even if Yao Mozhen is not familiar with Ben Lei, but since there are these three worships, Yao Mozhen seems to feel a burden on his shoulders. After that, Yao Mozhen feels obligated to cover the rushing and cold ice heart.
