MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 588 Not Yao Mozhen, nor is it
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Chapter 588 is not Yao Mozhen, nor is it
"Hey, thank you." Even if they lost their memory, they still have a heart, and the night is clear from the heart. He knows that he is not as good as Han Jinyi, not as good as Chu Mobei, but he swears that he will not lose to Yao Mozhen’s heart.
"Who is thankful?" Yao Mo's heart was so deep, full of deep-eyed look at the night Junqing.
"It’s not Yao Mozhen, not a holy child, it’s you, someone who really stands before me.” The night is clear and sturdy. He knows what Yao Mozhen cares about. At this moment, he doesn't want to entangle his name.
"You lie down, the shopkeeper makes people bring the food up." After hearing the explanation of the night Junqing, Yao Mozhen swayed a hint of warmth.
And when Yao Mozhen left the room, he just saw the Han Jinyi pulling the Qiu Xuan from the main entrance of Juxianlou. Yao Mozhen felt that his cheeks were hot. Since that day, when he was repairing the flute, she worried about the safety of the night Junqing, and she ignored the Qi repair flute and the cold brocade.
Now that the night Junqing has been safe, the facts have proved that the poison in the night Junqing has no relationship with the Qi repair flute. So, Yao Mozhen feels embarrassed.
"Come back?" Going downstairs, Yao Mozhen walked very diligently to the side of the cold Jinyi and Qi repair flute sitting in the corner, smiling.
"Uncle Jinyi, let's go!" Seeing Yao Mozhen, Qi Xiu flute does not say anything, got up and took the cold clothes and left.
"It’s so late, it’s dangerous for a child to go out.” Yao Mozhen reached out to pull the repairing flute, but he was opened and repaired.
"Even if I die outside, you will care!" Hearing the grievances in the voice of Qiu Xiu, Yao Mozhen suddenly had the impulse to take him into his arms, but she also knew that the consequences of doing so were only four. Word, since the sin.
"Cough... I'm sorry, but Xiaoqing really bite the Chu King at the time, and it is normal to be suspected!" Although Yao Mozhen felt that he had been too much for the Qiu Di, he was justifiable.
"So you have to kill Xiaoqing? Whether it is embarrassing or not! So you know that the person is not the poison of Xiaoqing, nor come to the courtesy! Now that the person is good, you come, hypocrisy! Hate!" Although the repaired flute is not big, he speaks like a knife and pierces the heart.
"That... I certainly want to come over earlier, but since you don't want to see me, plus you have Uncle Jinyi..." Yao Mozhen felt the word poor for the first time. In fact, she is I really ignored the feeling of starting the flute. So when the editor couldn't go on, Yao Mozhen looked very thick and looked at Han Jinyi with help.
"The holy treasurer has secretly searched for Uncle Jin, and hopes that Uncle Jinyi can take care of you in the next two days. Little guy, don't be angry, the holy treasurer cares about you!" The four eyes looked at each other, and Han Jinyi coapted and took a photo. The shoulder of the flute.
"Really?" Kai Xiu whispered his mouth and looked at Han Jinyi, and looked at Yao Mozhen.
"Yeah!" At the moment of nodding, Yao Mozhen felt that his own section was broken. At this moment, I came out from the kitchen.
"Cursing the Flute! Here are Xiaoqing's favorite voles! Come over!" Hearing himself, Qiu repaired the flute and looked up at Han Jinyi.
"You go first, Uncle Jinyi will go with the past." Han Jinyi looked at Qi repair flute with great enthusiasm.
At the back of the kitchen, the sly look of the people in the main hall, and turned away with the repair of the flute.
"Just... Thank you very much." Yao Mozhen looked at Han Jinyi with some embarrassment, and picked up the teapot at the table and handed it to the hand of Han Jinyi.
"Nothing, repairing the flute is just a child, and the gas will pass for a while. The deity listens to them saying that the night is clear." Han Jinyi sat on the chair next to the cup, and the handsome face always took in front of Yao Mozhen. With a gentle smile.
"It's okay, but fortunately, the cold lord will voluntarily release blood, otherwise even the Yanmeng master is no better than the sacred dan, it is too late. The singer has thanked the king for the king." Yao Mo's unintentional words let the cold brocade The heart sank slightly.
"Nothing, if it is not for the sake of repairing the flute, the deity may not be willing to give up that blood..." The cold corner of the brocade smacked a bitter bitterness. For a moment, he really wanted to be dead at night. But now, when I saw the smile on Yao Mo's face, Han Jinyi was glad that he was not so selfish.
"Oh... the blood of the Lord is born with the effect of detoxification?" Yao Mozhen saw the cold Jinyi not waiting to see the night Junqing, and transferred the topic.
"If one day you are poisoned by someone you trust, you have to think about it." When he was injured in the Golden Temple, Joe God did not know how to give himself medicine. He took a lot of money. The strength of the gas solved the poison of the body. After that, Han Jinyi took a variety of rare herbs to achieve the effect of not being poisoned. Of course, if he really encountered a powerful poison, he would be helpless, just like the night Junqing. The poison in it.
"Yes... Does the Lord seem to like to repair the flute especially?" Yao Mozhen thinks that it should be a very long story. She is not in the mood to listen to the story, and she changes the subject.
"Because some people have said that they will give him the best in the world." The clear scorpion of Han Jinyi is like a gentle-eyed gaze, and Yao Mo slams his voice and suddenly remembers that he once said such a heart. I am grateful for the cold Jinyi.
"The nephew ate the words, but the children will try their best to do the best in the future." Yao Mo's eyes are clear.
"The Lord has one thing to ask for the holy treasurer." The smile of Han Jinyi's face calmed down, and the twilight and affectionate look at Yao Mozhen.
"Respect for the Lord but it is fine, the children will know everything." Yao Mozhen did not notice the change of Han Jinyi's eyes, and vowed.
"Where is the difference between Jinyi and Yejunqing?" This is the problem that has been entangled in the heart of Han Jinyi. At that time, Yao Mozhen did not lose her memory. She was born and died with the night Junqing. That kind of friendship is not comparable to him. But now it is different. Yao Mozhen does not remember the previous things. He and Yao Junqing showed themselves to Yao Mo at almost the same time. Why is the result still the same?
Yao Mozhen did not think that Han Jinyi would ask so directly, and he stopped.
"The Supreme Lord and the Chu King have their own merits. In the eyes of the deaf children, the Lord does not have a half point compared to the King of Chu." Yao Mozhen borrowed the words of 刁刁, but this is also her heart, a friend, Han Jinyi Wanzhong One.
"Even if the Lord does not have the same bad night, you still care more about him, right?" Han Jinyi is not good at expressing his feelings. In his impression, he has always been a woman's initiative to flatter, the red orange in the city of Wanhuang. Green, blue, and blue are not the ones he provokes.
"Oh... oh, of course, I also care about the Lord. If the Lord is poisoned, the babies will be extremely anxious." Yao Mo licked his throat and made a certainty.
"I hope so..." From the eyes of Yao Mozhen, Han Jinyi saw the words of perfunctory. Since the facts are already obvious, why should he listen to Yao Mozhen personally.
"Of course!" Yao Mozhen felt it necessary to be sure. It was just that Han Jinyi did not respond, only silently turned and left.
Looking at the lonely figure of Han Jinyi faded out of his sight, Yao Mo can't help but feel a sigh of relief. When he turned around, he saw it and stood behind him.
"When did you come?" Yao Mozhen stunned.
"Master, you are too bad! It's not worth it for you!" He slammed his foot and then ran out of his account.
"Hey! What are you doing? Who are you going to run the hall?" Yao Mozhen was helpless. If Han Jinyi and Ye Jun were so bad, it would be a little bit of fate. Yao Mozhen thought.
On the street, Charm Ji walked aimlessly, and his mind was full of Yan Nanxuan's figure of inverting all beings. go back? What kind of mood should she use to face Yan Nan? No return? Where can she go? Nowadays, there are often thousands of faces that have not come back. She doesn’t even have a discussion.
Just then, a child suddenly stuffed into the charm of a character. After seeing the words, the scorpion swept the crowd, seeing no abnormalities, and squatting toward the back woods.
In the empty woods, Charm Ji looked around but no one came out.
"Thousands of faces?" Charm Ji screamed, and saw a glimpse of the shadows of the branches from the dense branches.
"Charm Ji, something went wrong!" Although the person in front of him is very strange, but the charm of Ji can hear that this person is a thousand faces.
"What's wrong?" Mei Ji heard the sound of a slight shock, and Liu Mei picked up.
"Unknown news came, Bai Hao and Mo often killed by the night, I don't know if you have returned to Xinxiang, so let the nameless to find you, the nameless means to find you, we hide first!" Thousands of faces look awkward and concise.
"What? The night game kills Bai Yu and Mo Chang? How is this possible? Is the night game not in the flame state? What is his martial art? How is the opponent of Bai Yu and Mo Chang!" Often killed, charm Ji heartache is like a cone, but if the night game is a murderer, she really feels incredible.
"People are going to change! The deputy squadron of the Iron and Blood Corps, who used to be in the wind, is not in the hall of Juxianlou now!" The soft voice suddenly sounded, and the charm and the thousand faces screamed in the direction of the sound. Go, I saw the branches, the night game was a black robe wrap, the silver mask on the face was cold as ice, the whole person was scattered with a ghostly suffocation, just to explore the internal force of the other side, the thousand face and the charm Ji Already awkward.
"Night Hung! What do you want to do!" With such internal force, they can't run away, and instead of bowing their knees and begging for mercy, it is better to look straight.
"What are you doing... Naturally, you want your life!" Under the silver mask, the night's thin lips smacked a hail of arc, and a cold light hit the enchanted enchantment, and thousands of faces knew that they could not match the road. Cold light, but still standing in front of the charm of the Ji, the light stone fire in the smooth, thousands of face only feel the chest pain, a **** splatter.
Charm Ji looked at everything in front of him with horror, just a trick, and the night of the game with a stroke would have a thousand lives!
"Thousands of faces!" Charm Ji Meng will take thousands of faces in his arms, tears rushing and falling, sobbing low.
"I'm sorry... I can't protect you anymore... Thousands of feathers... Can I call you like this?" Charm Ji Huaili, Qian Qian struggled to smash the face on his face, he just wanted to see more of his true look. Can remember for a long time.
"Can... Anything can be! Thousands of faces, you can rest assured, I will not let you die!" The three majors of the Iron Blood Corps, the two major guardians, have always been the same brothers and sisters, and now see the face is full of sorrow, charm Ji is Distressed.
"Charm Ji... I know that I can't compare with Yan Nan... The martial arts are not as good as the ones, the family is not as good as it is... so I never expect your eyes to stay on me... but I am going to die, I am really I want to tell you, from the first sight of you, I like you... just don’t dare to say... I’m afraid of white, they will laugh, I want to eat swan meat...噗——”Yinhong’s blood Thousands of mouths linger in the mouth, tears, from the bottom of the eye of the charm of Ji.
"I'm sorry... I can't afford it..." Charm Ji tightly clenched her face and cried, she didn't know, she really didn't know that she liked her!
