MTL - The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven-Chapter 521 Hard choice
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Chapter 521 difficult choice
Yan Nanxuan only felt the cool wind behind his body, and the body could not help but shake it. So he turned around. In an instant, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the sun and the moon were dull. Yan Nanzhen didn’t even hesitate for half a second, and he jumped up and went. .
"Farewell to the monarch and Junqing!" Yan Nan's voice is lingering in the air, but people have long since disappeared, but on the roof, the figure of the charm is still standing there. Under the cold wind, the body looks more and more thin. A few points.
"Magic Ji actually dared to appear here! Yin Xiong!" Yao Mozhen side, Chu Mobei numbness legs finally eased a few points, swearing to drink, almost at the same time, the roof is not willing.
"Master, you are looking for someone to get me down! Ice heart is high! Oh... save... help!" Just when the cold ice screamed, the foot was unstable, and the whole person rolled from the roof. Down, fortunately, Yin Xue will catch it in time, otherwise there will be a rare and easy to be talented in this world.
"Hey and Ben Taizi really have a heart and soul!" After hearing the help of the cold ice heart, Chu Mobei suddenly stunned, the corner of the lips evoked a touch of relief.
Just now, he still wondered how to report his hatred with Yan Nan. If Yannan is not using his own secret method to seal his acupuncture points, he will stand in the cold wind for so long! Even if he likes Yao Mozhen, it doesn't have to be self-abuse!
Of course, on this matter, Chu Mobei is dead and will not tell Yao Mozhen. Regarding the man’s face problem, Chu Mobei must be tight-lipped, and then Yan Nanzhen is also grasping the psychology of Chu Mobei. It will be so unscrupulous.
"How do you say this?" Yao Mozhen turned to look at the north of the desert, asked an eyebrow.
"Don't you hate Yan Nan? What is it? With a face that is not male or female, I feel like I am a peerless man! Now it seems that not all women buy his account!" The opening of Beibei, in fact, the days when Yannan was born, his self-confidence was once severely hit.
"His Royal Highness thinks so?" Yao Mozhen looked abnormal and opened his mouth.
"Ah, yeah!" Chu Mobei looked at Yao Mozhen.
"What other women think about Mo Zhen do not know, Mo Zhen only said that if the Yanmeng master stayed for a few more days, Mo Zhen is likely to withstand the pressure to Fengyu Mountain Villa." Yao Mozhen was careless.
“What to do in Fengyu Mountain Villa?” Chu Mobei fox looked suspicious to Yao Mozhen, and his face was not confused.
"Go to the wife of the lord!" Yao Mozhen smiled and smiled, and turned to the main hall. Behind him, Chu Mobei's north lip twitched, and his forehead gradually floated three black lines. The **** Yannan 笙, perhaps find someone to ruin him!
"His Royal Highness, do we want to keep up?" After Chu Mobei, Huang Yujun asked.
"With a fart, this prince's leg is numb, help me back!" In the moment of feeling that his legs are stiff, Chu Mobei hate can not cramp the Yannan suede.
In the main hall, the night Jun Qingmu sat in front of the square table, and he refused to move the chopsticks. No matter what he said, he would wait for Yao Mozhen. It was only after hearing the next person’s report that the face had a look.
"A moment Yao Mozhen came, Wang Ye can remember Fu Ning's words!" Seeing the change of the night before and after the Junqing is so big, Fu Ning is worried from the bottom of her heart, she is suddenly uncertain, she is the boat that sinks the boat.
"This... This is not very good?" The night Jun Qing ugly to Fu Ning, the expression is very tangled.
"At the beginning, the prince promised Fu Ning to play this play. If Wang Ye was on the way, what kind of situation should Fu Ning be? Does Wang Ye really not want Fu Ning to have a half?" Fu Ning took the righteousness of the night Junqing. I am stunned by words.
"But..." The night was clear and the eyes were tangled.
"Wang Ye is so hesitant, Yao Mozhen can follow the north of the desert! When the king can not complain about Fu Ning's head!"
At this moment, Yao Mozhen stepped on the light steps, and it was late. Seeing that Yao Mozhen, the night Jun Qing wanted to get up, but was forced to press down.
"Mo Mo, you are here!" Looking at the clear eyes of Yao Mo's ice spirit, the night Jun Qing is weak from the bottom of his heart, and his speech is also a bit less emboldened.
"Yeah." Yao Mozhen did not look at the night Junqing, only sitting opposite, one side, Tingyue is very respectful for his rice soup.
"How did Yao Yuanshuai come alone? Fu Ning just saw His Royal Highness in front of your door. Just Wang Ye also said that he should have a good drink with His Royal Highness, this time, Jiangcheng is a great success, and the Prince of God is indispensable!" "Night Jun Qing side, 庾 Fu Ning cherry lips swayed, smile again and again.
"Oh? Wang Ye thinks that Jiangcheng Dajie is the credit of Chu Mobei, not the cross, and He Lianpeng still has their credit!" Yao Mozhen picked up the porcelain bowl, and the cold scorpion looked straight at the night Junqing. .
"Of course..." The night Junqing wanted to speak, and he was stopped by Fu Ning.
"The old generals have their own merits, but they can be human beings. This is their part, but the Prince's Highness is different. If you don't look at Yao Yuanshuai's face, His Royal Highness will not stay for Wang Ye, mention this. Point, Wang Ye should really thank Yao Yuanshuai!" When Fu Ning’s words turned, he pushed Meng Junqing to Liangshan.
"Mo Zhen, you have worked hard during this time, this king respects you!" The night Jun Qing’s reverence, seemingly respectful, but clearly distinguishes Yao Mozhen as an outsider, perhaps the night Junqing did not realize this. Fu Ning knows that Yao Mozhen must feel it.
Seeing that the night Junqing lifted the cup, Yao Mozhen paused for a moment, and then put the bowl on the table, and immediately ordered Tingyue to invite Chu Mobei.
"This is the merit of Mobei. Mo Zhen is a prince, and he is also a singer. Since the prince wants to respect, naturally he should respect the prince!" Yao Mo sings coldly, and the ochre is awe. Opposite the square table, Jun Junqing suddenly became tense, and the vinegar that was unclear was unclear. The night Junqing didn't even know how to put down the glass, and the words "singing singer" were repeated in my mind. .
So this night, the night Junqing and Chu Mobei drank a drunk, Yao Mozhen was sitting next to the cold eyes, Fu Ning is very happy, she is one step closer to her goal.
The next day, no one mentioned the last night, but the last night was rooted in their hearts.
"Qi Yu Wang Ye, He Lianpeng's 500,000 army is ready, only to wait for the lord to order, you can attack the city!" On the city floor, He Lianpeng is a golden armor, heroic and cool.
"Okay! Siege!" Night Jun Qing Gaogu screamed, and He Lianpeng took the lead and led a 500,000-strong army to Yangshuo Xicheng.
On the upper floor of Jiangcheng City, the night Junqing, Yao Mozhen, Chu Mobei and Yan Heng are all standing in the wind and the waves, looking directly at the Yangshuo Tower in the smoke, they are confident that the gold armor is invincible in the world, everyone sees through Unparalleled expectations, they firmly believe that this battle must be triumphant!
As long as you take Yangshuo, there are three more cities to break into the Imperial City. Night game, let you wait! Mo Xin, Jun Qing swears for you to smash the head of the night game! The night Jun Qing looked at the direction of the palace, and the bottom of my heart rolled over the sky.
Since God has let her live, some people are doomed to die! Gao Hao died, Dou Xianglan died, Yao Zhenting died, Yao Suzhen also died, night game! Only you are left now!
In the smoke of the bonfire, Yao Mozhen and the night Junqing look at each other, although they are silent, but they know best what they are thinking about each other.
Just when everyone was waiting for it, the battlefield reversed! The gold warriors who had been bravely rushed forward suddenly collapsed into the army. In the smoke, the night Junqing and others clearly smelled a very pungent smell, and the screams rang.
At this moment, no one cares where the taste comes from. Everyone’s eyes are on the soldiers who fight and fight on the battlefield. The explosion sounds and the screams are getting closer and closer until everyone sees through the smoke. When you are in front of the scene, you can't help but break your heart.
I saw the city tower not far away, the soldiers dressed in gold armor squinted at each other, painful mourning, the gold armor on the body continued to melt, flowing a golden water.
"It's gold water!" Yao Mozhen stunned and opened his eyes. The eyes were full of chills. She had a thousand calculations. She did not expect that Yangshuo would use gold water to deal with the gold armor. At this moment, the switches on the chest of the gold armor were mostly The golden water is gone, the switch is out of order, and the black ball with the nail size is endless!
The scene in front of me was too miserable. The night Jun Qing squatted on the tower of the city. Seeing that 500,000 soldiers were harmed by themselves, there was no way. Yao Mozhen was even more remorseful. At that time, the spirit of the movement changed, but now he exchanged 500,000 soldiers. The death of Huang Quan, heart, how a painful word, Yao Mozhen only feels blurred in front of the eyes, the darkness is on schedule.
"Mo Mo!" When Yao Mozhen fell to the ground, the body fell into a warm embrace, and how can the warmth of the embrace be able to withstand the chill of her heart, and the mourning of the ear slammed her like a sharp blade. heart.
One step wrong, the wilderness hides the bones, nowhere to be sad!
In the north of Chu Mo, Yao Mozhen rushed into the arms, and the deep and quiet sly looked at the miserable scene of the downstairs of the city, and then left the tower.
"General! You can't go!" At this time, Ben Lei desperately stopped the squatting of the tower, and the voice was full of crying. He saw the brothers who died together in the weekdays are so miserable, they are dying. If you don’t feel sad, if you go on, you will undoubtedly be hit by those black bullets, and the death is worthless.
"Ben Lei! Let go! He Lianpeng... You must hold on! Let go! The old man is going to save them! You let go! Get off the gold armor, get out of the way -" Eyes, forehead blue muscles picked up, under the white eyebrows, eyes and tears.
"Do not let! Ben Lei can not let you go to death!" Ben Lei is also a sturdy opponent, three or two will be smashed to the ground, spit blood. Even so, Ben Lei still clings to his legs, let him go crazy, not let go.
"Running thunder! Let's die and let go... The old general... How do you rely on flesh and blood to save General Helian..." The line of sight.
"It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be ah--" The next second, when he ran across the thunder, he fainted on the ground.
"Wang Ye!" Ben Lei looked down in the direction of the faint stunned, only to see the night Jun straight standing in front of him, the raised palms stagnated in the air, no expression on his face.
"Wang... Wang Ye!" Then, the body of Ye Junqing fell straight like a statue, and he was unconscious.
