MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 585 Knocked his tongue

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Chapter 585 licks his tongue

"Go get a knife!" See you standing beside you, Yao Mozhen urged.

"The master, the people took their hands off." He snickered and looked at the thunder.

"Through his tongue!" Yao Mo slammed the book, cold eyes rushing to the thunder.

"Master... holy treasurer." When the thunder was stunned, he changed his mouth in time. When the house was in the night, the cold ice heart told Yao Mozhen’s choice to Ben Lei, although the cold heart said there is evidence to prove this holy shrine. Children are not Yao Mozhen, but they can't think so, if they are not twins, how can there be such a person under the sun, and even the emperor has identified it, it is not wrong.

"Ben Lei, in view of your looks, you can't help anything in front of you. It's better to do things in the kitchen. The shopkeeper didn't call you, you won't let it out. Do you understand?" Yao Mozhen really regrets Ben Lei stayed in Juxianlou, although the number of people was much higher, but he was so cold and cold, and the number of people working was actually one less.

Ben Lei did not dare to oppose, nodded. Just as the rushing look at the cold ice heart, there was a sudden fight from the upstairs.

"There was an accident!" I was shocked, and I went straight to the third floor. Ben Ray can also rush to the second floor. Then I jumped to the third floor. I only suffered from Yao Mozhen and Leng Bingxin. There is no better shortcut than climbing the stairs.

The sound came from the room of the night Junqing. When Yao Mozhen rushed into the room, he saw the table and chairs swaying and breaking.

"What the **** is going on?" Yao Mozhen took care of the mess, and looked at Yin Xue and Han Jinyi, who were facing each other.

"A child, how do you put this heavy hand!" Han Jinyi with one hand will hold the flute in his arms, coldly watching Yin Xue, if Yin Xue is not Yao Mozhen's hidden guard, just he shot, necessary Yin Xue’s life.

"The saint treasurer, the emperor has a snake poison! If he does not hand over the antidote, the emperor will die!" The coldness of the ice blew through the chill of the bones. Now, for Yin Xue, the only meaningful thing is to protect the night Junqing until Yao Mozhen resumed his memory.

"The emperor was poisoned!" Ben Lei heard the sound, and rushed over. On the bed, I saw the night Junqing pale white, thin lips and black purple, even the hands are faintly black.

"Night Junqing... repairing the flute, antidote!" When seeing the faint face of the night, Yao Mozhen only felt that the bottom of his heart was pressed by a stone, and he was uncomfortable.

"Not me... I didn't put a snake to bite him..." Qi repaired the flute and looked at Yao Mozhen, and the voice was a little trembling.

"Sophistication! I saw with your own eyes that you will bite the emperor's snake in the sleeve. If it is not your snake, how can you listen to your instructions!" When Yin Xue noticed the snake on the night Junqing, it was too late. .

"Cursing the flute, handing over the antidote!" Yao Mozhen looked at the whistle of the whistle and slowly became cold, and his voice was as low as water.

"Xiaoqing is not so strong, and he is not Xiaoqing's poison!" See Yao Mozhen's cold face, and he repaired the whistle and excused.

"Not good! The emperor began to twitch! The Lord ... the holy treasurer, you can find a way!" On the edge of the bed, Ben Lei looked distressed and looked at the body of the night, and shouted loudly.

"So it is your snake biting the king of Chu? Repairing the flute, life is shut, if you don't want to hand over the antidote, then hand over Xiaoqing! I know that snake blood can also detoxify!" Yao Mozhen back At the time, the night's thin lips have turned into deep purple.

"Don't! Xiaoqing is not intentional! And you have also been poisoned by Xiaoqing. It is not such a symptom at all. You know! Go away!" See Yao Mozhen step by step, and start the repair of the flute. When he squatted down, he ran to the door.

"Hey! Take the green snake out!" The life of Guan Tian, ​​Yao Mozhen did not have time to study the symptoms of Qi Xiu flute, and screamed.

"The master..." He cried in tears in the eyes of Kaixiu, and hesitated.

"Since you call me the master, you should know how to do it! Do you want to let the night Jun die in Juxianlou? You want the whole big Chu to razed the Juxianlou to the ground!" Yao Mo 婉眸色寒寒, angrily Angry. It is true that her explanation is full of persuasiveness, but in Yao Mo's heart, she really doesn't care what big, she cares about the life of the night.

"Don't! You guys! I haven't done anything wrong! Xiaoqing hasn't done anything wrong! Hey... Xiaoqing! You still have me Xiaoqing! Cognac..." Kai Xiu flute is just a child, now hey I personally, Xiaoqing snake has no way to live.

Seeing the cockroach holding the little green snake in his hand, refreshing the flute tears, rushing to the shackles with a heavy cry, but in the next second was held in his arms.

"My blood can temporarily protect the life of the night, and return the snake to the repair of the flute!" The long-lost Han Jinyi suddenly went to the front of the donkey and reached out to make the green snake come back.

"Cold Lord, now is not to condone him, it is about human life, forgiveness is offended, hey, bloodletting!" Yao Mozhen only wants to save the night Junqing, but ignores the eyes of the repairing flute filled with tears And the lingering desolateness in the eyes of Han Jinyi.

"If you don't save the night, you will be killed, but the clothes will be returned to life, but now, the snake will be returned to the repairing flute!" Han Jinyi screamed openly, and his twilight was firm.

"Oh... they bully people, Uncle Jinyi..." Qi repaired his arms and clasped the neck of Han Jinyi, as if he had caught a life-saving straw, sobbing like a little beast, it made people feel bad.

Silent, Yao Mozhen suddenly felt that there is no land.

"The master..." See Yao Mo's nonsense, shrugged and shrugged the green snake back to Qiu repair flute.

"Nothing, there is Uncle Jinyi, no one dares to bully you." Han Jinyi pets like to open the flute on the ground, and turned to bed.

Looking at the Qiufu flute still choked, Yao Mozhen didn't know what else to say. When he turned around, he saw Han Jinyi cut his wrist and fed the blood into the night. The room was quiet and silent, and only the low weeping of the whistle was left.

Almost a sip of tea, the situation of the night Junqing improved slightly, but still did not wake up.

"The king of Chu has a very cold poison. The blood of the Lord's Lord can only fight for you for three days. After three days, if you can't find an antidote, it is the gods who are going to return to the sky." Lived his injured left wrist, bypassed Yao Mozhen and walked to the front of the repairing flute.

"Cure the flute, give me the green snake." Qi repair flute wiped the tears, hesitating to hand the green snake to the hands of the cold brocade, stunned, the green snake bite the cold Jinyi clothes.

"Uncle Jinyi!" See Han Jinyi, when he started to repair the flute, his face was full of tears.

"Nothing! The deity of the Lord only wants to prove that if the king of Chu is really poisoned by the green snake, then the blood of the brocade is enough to detoxify." The cold brocade proved the innocence of the whistle with the facts. In the vertical, the whistle was small, and I also understood the intention of the cold brocade. When I was on the cold, I was dragged by the snake's bite.

"I am sorry to repair the flute." Yao Mozhen silently came forward for a moment, but was pushed open by the whistle.

"Uncle Jinyi, go to the room to repair the flute, I will bandage it for you!" Kai Xiu flute the cold brocade to leave the room, do not look at Yao Mozhen.

Seeing that the repair of the flute and the cold jewellery left, Yao Mozhen could not help but sigh, and behind him, the cold ice rushed forward.

"The treasurer, what should I do now?"

"Yin Xue, when did you find the King of Chu abnormal?" Yao Mozhen gathered the feelings of the eyes, turned to look at Yin Xue, Fox questioned.

"Returning to the treasurer, just in the right. Before this, Yin Xue has been protecting the emperor in the dark, and did not find any suspicious, otherwise Yin Xue will not start to repair the flute." Yin Xue eyes revealing twilight, worried.

"How is your martial arts?" Yao Mozhen does not blame Yin Xue. When she saw her to save the night, she did not want to save her life. It is reasonable to think that she has such a reaction.

"The treasurer of the shopkeeper, Yin Xue's martial arts in the Central Plains is a great one, but ... compared to the Kailuan and the magical lobe is not a star and a half." There is something in the cold ice heart, Yao Mozhen will not know.

"Charm Ji, close the door, today Juxianlou does not do business, you are good to see the king of Chu, I will go back." Yao Mozhen looked cold, and turned away from the room of the night Junqing.

In the inn that is separated from the Juxian Building by two streets, the magical side sits in front of the bronze mirror, the face in the mirror, the country is full of the city, the wind is unparalleled, still elegant as the iceberg snow lotus, beautiful as the moon, the face is not damaged But the feelings turned weak.

"Is it back?" The breeze swayed, and the illusion of the eye was concealed. When it was elegantly up, it was seeing the appearance of the wind and dust in front of it.

"Yeah." Qi Wei's slight jaw, the word in his hand could not help but tighten a few points.

"The Master has a new order?"

"What did you say to the Master's secret?" The scorpion was cold and his face was chilling.

"Without what you mean, how can the illusion of the illusion be given to the magistrate?" The illusion of the illusion is innocent.

"If it weren't for you, how would the Master know about the depreciation of the flame coins? Now that the promotion of the flame currency has stagnated, the determination of the Master has been shaken. The consequences of this incident can be big or small. You don't understand it!" There is reprimand in the words.

"What are the consequences? It is impossible to start a war. It is not impossible to kill the seven countries with the flames of the country." The cold and cold look makes the magical heart very uncomfortable.

"How can it be the same, Yao Mozhen..." Kailu wants to explain, but is the first step by the magic.

"It’s Yao Mozhen! When there was no Yao Mozhen, we were originally planned like this! I didn’t see you against it at the beginning!” As long as the words 'Yao Mozhen’ are spoken from Qi Yu’s mouth, the illusion will be heartache. . Kaiqi wants to open again, and suddenly hears footsteps approaching. During the four eyes, neither of them sounded.

For a moment, the door was suddenly pushed away from the outside, and Yao Mojun walked in violently.

"Qi 沧澜, antidote!" Yao Mo 婉 婉 叩 叩 , , , , 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚

"What antidote?" Kaiqi silver long hair shawl, suspicion to Yao Mozhen.

"Night Junqing is poisonous, and it is at stake. Don't tell your nephew that you don't know about it!" The cold, watery scorpion screamed with coldness, and Yao Mozhen indifferently looked at Kailu, and his heart was identified. This matter is the result of the beginning, even if it is not him, he must know.

"Holy, don't forget your identity! You are just a saint, how can you be so rude in front of the big sacrifice!" See Yao Mozhen's arrogant standing in front of Qi, the illusion is like ice.

"What is your identity! You are the same saint, what qualifications do you have to point here!" Yao Mozhen's shining voice screamed at the top of his anger, and continued to speak, "Open, whether it is you Still the illusion, the night Junqing has no reason to die, you have already let him suffer so many sins, do you really want his life?"

"He has no reason not to die." The beautiful face, the face is abruptly gloomy, and the words of Yao Mozhen are extremely disappointing.