MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 618 This is not me
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Chapter 618 This is not myself
"I ask you! How can this facial skin be here?" The night of the game suddenly rose, and the hands of the scorpion lifted the sneaky collar, and the eyes were cold.
"This is not my own. I have checked it. This is the master's secret technique, raising the skin!"
"Nursing? What do you mean?" The night hunter suspicion looked at the sneaky scorpion, and the scorpion couldn't help but aim at the face of the Yao Moxin on the wall, and the heart and the liver were shaking.
"It is just like this on the face of a real person, and then nourish it with a secret juice for half a month. If you remove this dough, it will be seamless." The ghost whispered and explained in a simple way.
"A good skin care! How can you have this facial skin here?" Night Hongyi sighed, and Fox questioned.
"Who knows, this is what I found in the secret room of the master. I saw this picture below the 'Great Chu Queen Yao Moxin', and I was thinking about giving you a surprise." The ghost didn't know about Dongzhou. In his view, it is a good thing that Night Hung can see his queen's skin in a foreign land.
"There is no surprise!" The night of the game was undecided, and he hurried out of the secret room.
"I knew you didn't like it, so I won't let you smash it." The sneaky opening, the backhand closed the door.
"Like... Oh! I don't like it, but some people like it! The game brings you this love!" The night of the night, the picture of the night Junqing suddenly appeared in the mind.
"That...when can you arrange me and the illusion again..." The ghosts are screaming and screaming.
"What more?" The night hunter condensed the coldness of the eyes, and sneaked at the ghosts.
"I really like the illusion! As long as you can let her accept me, no matter what I do, I am willing!" Ghosts sincerely plead.
"The mind of the illusion is more clear than I am. In addition to the enlightenment in her heart, who can pretend to be! If..." The night game seems to have a deep impression on the sneaky.
"what if?"
"If you can kill Kaiqi, then it is best." Night game is not expected to give enemies.
"You're kidding! I don't even dare to kill him, even if he is near him!" Everyone knows how Kaiqi is in the flame state.
"There is no difficulty in the world, I am afraid that there are people, you can rest assured that I will promise you to do things in the night, but it is only a matter of time." The night of the game is thin and thin, and the eyes are cold.
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Akagi is sitting on the dragon chair in danger, and seems to have a deep look at the night game.
"The proposal is good, but I don't understand. Now you are already a red man in front of Si Kongmu. You can confess directly to him. Why should you borrow this mouth?" Chichuan raised his eyebrows and looked at the night game.
"The Emperor and the Emperor think about it. The Emperor and the Ghosts have always been ignorant of the river. If you are a member of the Imperial School, how can you know that there is a mask in the Chamber of Secrets that is exactly the same as Yao Moxin? When you say it in your mouth, it will definitely cause Si Kongmu to be wary of the game. It is a small matter to plan for success or failure. If the company finds out the clues, the consequences are unimaginable, but the flames are different. You are a king of the country, you must go. The secret room of the ghost road!" Night game to calmly analyze the pros and cons, abruptly open.
"There is some truth to it, or it will help you. I hope that the result can be as expected. As long as the enlightenment and the illusion and the dying of the dynasty, the imperialism will not be the mainstay, and Sikongmu will not be able to sing. The time when the flames of the country is really becoming the world of my Akwa!" For this moment, Akagawa has been waiting for a long time.
Under the dragon case, the night game was humble and bent, and the eyes were cold.
In the House of the Virgin, Yao Mozhen will make a night out to the backyard pavilion, and in front of the pavilion is full of wind chimes. The martial arts of Qiqi and Qiong are not weak. This method is to prevent them from eavesdropping. .
"Is there something wrong?" After knowing that the person in front of him was not Yao Mozhen, it was difficult for the night to smile at her.
"Sit." Yao Mo's look is solemn, and he looks at the night. The night Junqing hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down.
"What?" The breeze blew, and the wind chimes screamed from time to time, disturbing the stagnant water in the bottom of my heart.
"I am Yao Mozhen." Without any prelude, Yao Mozhen bluntly said.
"What is the re-appreciation?" Yao Mozhen’s words did not bring a slight shock to the night game. On the contrary, the night Junqing’s eyes even flashed a scorn.
"How can you believe this sentence?" Yao Mozhen tried not to repeat the facts he had just said, lest the walls have ears.
"How can it be impossible!" The attitude of the night Jun Qing smashed the iron and iron and made Yao Mozhen somewhat disappointed.
"I lost my memory, I don't remember anything. After I left Xinxiang, I accidentally heard Kailu and the mystery telling me about my life. Although I have no evidence to prove that I am Yao Mozhen, this is a fact." Yao Mo There is no way to justify it, but the fact is the fact. She hopes that Jun Junqing can think about it with jumping thinking, but unfortunately, Ye Junqing is a normal person.
"How do you allow the martial arts of Kailuo and Magical to allow you to eavesdrop on their conversations?" The night was clear, and Yao Mo's sly did not slow down for a long time.
"Whether you believe it or not, this is the truth. Yao Mozhen is not dead. She will sit in front of you well, so you must live. You must not act rashly. The flames are not like Dongzhou. You are not an emperor now. In particular, the night game is still alive, and the living winds rise from the water, the night is clear, and after this robbery, we can all be safe, but we all have to ascend to heaven. Remember my words, everything must be forbearance, Mo Zhen I don't want to wait for all the dust to settle, but I don't have you around." The cold voice contains a strong love, and Yao Mozhen can't remember the night before, but at the moment, the man standing in front of her is proving his life. The firmness of love.
"I don't know what it is!" The night is clear and the sleeves go away. Turning around for a moment, there is a slight flash in the daytime, no matter the tone or the look, even the action of that frown is like that. If she is not Yao Mozhen, who believes However, if she said that she was in the night, she could not convince herself to believe.
Looking at the night Junqing's figure gradually drifting away, Yao Mo's lips twitched a bitter bitter arc, what should she do to make the night Junqing know that she is Yao Mozhen.
"When did you know that?" The cold voice came from Yao Mo's back. Yao Mo screamed and screamed, and when he saw it, he stood behind him.
"Cough... When did you come?" Yao Moqiang was calm and calm, and smiled and looked at him.
"From the time you told the night Junqing, you are Yao Mozhen." The face of the skull reveals the awesomeness that is hard to see at that time.
"This saint is joking with him! You don't really believe it?" Yao Mozhen returned.
"I believe! You should be glad that the person standing in front of you is not a illusion, not a singer. If you still treat you as a friend, then tell me, when did you know that you were Yao Mozhen? "It looks like a haha in the weekdays, but it is not confused."
"After leaving Xinxiang, I went to Shiwu Town." Yao Mozhen hesitated for a moment, and finally he was out of the way. The reason why he did not go down for a long time, there are two reasons. One has the amulet of Han Jinyi, and it will not be too radical. Second, if we want to turn things around, it is impossible to complete it by her own power alone.
