The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 198, I don’t know what to do.

"Viciously poisoned? Go in and see!" At the moment of hearing the news, the night of the game was shocked and happy at the bottom of the heart. It was shocked that once the Chu Mo believes something is wrong, the battle of the Yue will be beaten. The joy is that when Yu Mo believes that something happened, Jun Jun is present. No matter who does it, he has the means to push it to the night.

It was only when the night game went to the door of the inner room, but Huang Junjun did not let it go.

"Bold, the emperor has to go in, you still haven't retired?" On one side, Anshanshan shook the dust and shouted.

"It's not a rude sorrow. It's really a sorcerer who is fighting for the power of the little prince. It can't be disturbed." Huang Junjun was not humble and refused.

"What is this about you? The emperor is worried about the condition of the cold king. How can he say that he is bothering?" Anshanshan arrogantly refuted, but he still hasn't forgotten how he married him.

"No matter whether it is visiting or disturbing, Junxiu will not let it open. Here is the site of Dachu. The king can kill people and take it out, but there is one. If the king insists on going in, then the king is interested in going to the cold. Wang, no matter who is under the poison, it is not important, Daxu will count this account to the head of the king!" Huang Fujun's face is calm and calm.

"You are too ignorant of it..." Anshanshan was trying to refute it, but it was stopped by the night game.

"The feelings of the emperor's messenger can be understood. Since there is a prince in the throne, I believe that the cold king will be able to settle on the fierce stagnation. You will be relieved. Anshanshan, you are waiting here, once there is movement, you will immediately go to Yaogui. "Reporting." Night Hung is hard to hold back the anger, turned and left.

Time is a second and a second, in the west wing, everyone's heart is like a large stone, they are very clear, if the Chu desert believes that a death, it will be a mess. Unknowingly, two hours have passed, and there is still no movement in the room.

Inside the room, the night Junqing has spent most of the internal force, the robes have been wet by the sweat, but the Chu desert believes that there is no reaction, the lips are blue and purple, and the face looks paler than before.

"Wang Ye, Yin Xue helps you!" Suddenly, Yin Xue, who was hiding in the darkness, appeared, and both palms pushed back in the night and used all his strength.

"Yin Xue, you don't have to do this." Feeling the internal force pushed by Yin Xue, the night Jun Qing is struggling to open.

"The expectation of the master is Yin Xue's expectation. Since the master wants to be alive and well, Yin Xue will do his best!" When he saw Yao Mo's tears in front of the night, he was hidden in the dark. The snow actually shed tears.

Silent, the night Jun knows Yin Xue's temper, he no longer dissuas, perhaps because of the help of Yin Xue, Chu Moxin's face gradually improved, a group of white mist from the back of the steaming.

Another time passed, the people outside were more and more worried, and the people inside had exhausted their energy. At this time, Yin Xue collapsed on the bed rail, but still struggled to push the internal force into the body of the night Junqing, the situation of the night Junqing is even more unbearable, his face seems to be paler than the Chu desert letter, but it is Chu Moxin, His face gradually recovered and he had some rosy luster.

"Wang Ye...you can't..." I felt that the night Jun Qing wanted to push the last remaining internal force to the moment, Yin Xue tried hard to discourage, she knew that although the master wanted Chu Moxin to live, It is not at the expense of the fall of the night.

"Only a little, the king can not be abandoned halfway!" Night Junqing also knows that his physical exhaustion, but in these three hours, his mind repeatedly appears again, it is just Yao Mo's tearful eyes, this is still him The first time I saw Yao Mozhen crying, she cares about Chu Moxin, and believes in herself so much, so no matter what the price, he will not let Yao Mozhen disappoint, even if it is dead!

"Wang Ye!" When I felt that the night was clear and I wanted to do my best, suddenly a force like a clear spring suddenly came in, and Yin Xue was shocked and looked back. She was seeing the beauty of the beautiful and unparalleled face. Smiling at yourself.

"How? I am still in time for this old master?" Yan Nan's thin lips smacked a perfect arc, but at this moment, Yin Xue really couldn't praise it.

"You can die if you come early!" Yin Xue’s words were sneaked out by the night Junqing.

"Yao Mozhen? I can give her three nine songs back to the soul Dan, one is gone?" In fact, Yan Nanxuan is already flying, he never tried to go from Fengyu Villa to Guan It takes only two hours for the palace.

"If there is, the king still needs to work hard here." Until the poison gas in the body of Chu Moxin is forced out, the night Jun Qing will be closed.

"Wang Ye, are you okay?" Waiting for the night, Junqing will help Chu Moxin back to the couch, and when he turns to get out of bed, Yin Xue is worried.

"This king is fine..." When the night Jun Qing language was finished, he only felt dizzy and immediately fainted. Fortunately, Yin Xue was not around until he fell to the ground.

"Yin Xue, you must first send him back to the house, here I am." Looking at the face of the night is pale and frosty, Yannan's beautiful peach eyes flashed a sinking color. Waiting for Yin Xue to leave with the night Junqing, Yan Nanzhen tapped the lower door, and Huang Junjun shoved into the door when he was on the scene. When he saw the red dress, he immediately closed the door and closed the door.

"Huangfu messenger, what is your intention? The miscellaneous family is still waiting to see the situation of the cold king to return to the emperor!" Outside the door, Anshanshan was somewhat angry and questioned.

"Jun Xiu is only thinking about the safety of the cold king, and the troubled father-in-law waits for a while." Huang Fujun rested in the door and strode around Yannan to run to the bed.

On the bed, although the Chu Moxin did not wake up, his cheeks had blood, and his breathing gradually became even.

"Although the poison can be removed, although the internal force stays in his body for too long, he will wake up at least three days later. He may have symptoms of fever in these three days. These are normal. No need to worry." Yan Nan shouted.

"Jun Xiu will not thank the lord, if it is not the lord to take Yin Xiong, Xiao Wang Ye will not have an accident." Huang Fujun took a cold shower, but the tight-hearted string was loose.

"Nan is not because you want to thank you for helping, as for Yin Xiong... Look at the mood of the Lord." Yan Nan snorted and immediately left.

The jade rabbit Dongsheng, the bow-like winding month hangs on the branches, the branches with the autumn winds and the hustle and bustle of the shadows, occasionally a few pieces of fallen leaves to the dust, faintly revealed the autumn bleak.

On the bed of the inner chamber of the palace, Yao Mozhen seemed to hear the baby crying, and her heart was followed by the shock.

"Zhong Er... I will return the child to me..." The tears rolled down from her trembling eyelashes. She kept shaking her head and her hands were stretched out. The rise is like trying to catch something!

"Don't!" Yao Mo's fierce stunned, the hands stagnated in the air, tears, screaming out of the eyes, sliding into the corner. Still did not catch, Yao Mo suddenly squats his arm, the cherry lips can not stop shaking, intermittently whispering like a small animal.

At that time, the scene of the cold palace appeared in her dream countless times. Every time, she hoped that the result would be different, but every time, when the night game was fiercely thrown down, she couldn’t catch it, she hated herself. Why not be faster, and then catch her child! But what to do, she is a slow step, seeing Zhong Er broke the breath in front of her.

"Anniling!" Outside the door, Ting Yue rushed in after hearing the movement. Yao Mozhen took a deep breath and gathered the sorrow of the top of his eyes. Then he wiped his tears when he burned the candle in Tingyue.