The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Let's go separately in Chapter 446.

"Oh..." Night Junqing only felt pain in the lower back and lower abdomen, and could not help but sigh.

"If you are not guilty, Wang Yeda can show his dedication." Yao Mozhen felt that he was a burden for the first time, and his heart was somewhat uncomfortable.

"Even without you, this king can't beat that, Mo Zhen, this king thinks that we still go separately. The souls of the dead want to kill me. If you follow me, the king is afraid that you can't protect you." Junqing looks awe-inspiring and firmly speaks.

"When the soul is dead, Mo Zhen never left. Now the soul is gone, Wang Ye thinks Mo Zhen will go!" Yao Mozhen took the porcelain bowl and took the clear porridge to the night.

"But..." The night Junqing did not agree. When the soul was dead, Yao Mozhen did not have any chance to go!

"I still can't block your mouth after eating. If you admonish, then Wang Ye doesn't have to say much. Mo Zhen admits that he has a big life. So many winds and waves have come. Now I am afraid that the black man will not be!" Yao Mozhen will porridge into the night. In Jun Qing’s mouth, the action is slightly rude.

Night Junqing knew that Yao Mozhen was not happy, so he did not dare to say anything. He had to let Yao Mozhen feed him a bit. In fact, Jun Junqing felt that he only hurt his waist and lower abdomen. His hands can still be self-sufficient, but rare. Being served by Yao Mozhen, he naturally has to enjoy it.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened. When Tingting came in, Yao Mozhen threw the spoon in the bowl and then smashed the bowl in front of the night.

"Wang Ye has no hands!" Yao Mozhen did not know what was in his heart, or she just did not want to let Duan Tingting touch the scene. At the end of the night, the forehead suddenly appeared three black lines, and felt very embarrassed.

"Tingting has already let Jingyue bring the letterhead to Difeng of the Xiaguo Prince. It will return soon after five days. Mo Zhen girl can rest assured." Until Duan Tingting walked to the front of the couch, the night Junqing recognized the person in front of him.

"Die... Duan Tingting?" Night Junqing can't describe his own state of mind. During the time, Tingting Jinzhi Yuye, his body is silk satin, and his head is on the flower, but now it is a robes, and the hair is rolled up with a raft. Simple and sad.

"Inferior and indifferent, the prince can be called poor and unintentional teacher too." Duan Tingting respectfully took a nap, looking calm and watery.

"Teacher too?" Night Junqing looked at Yao Mozhen, hoping to know something from Yao Mo's mouth, but Yao Mozhen is such a person. The more she stays in the night, the more she likes it. Junqing left alone next night.

"Mo Hao forgot to cook the dishes on the stove, Wang Ye was a good rest, and he was handed over to the teacher." Yao Mozhen slightly began his first moment and left.

"Mo Mo! Yao Mozhen, don't leave!" Night Jun Qing hate can't jump up and pull Yao Mo's tail, of course, Yao Mo's words. Why did he come together, and there was a great pain in his waist.

"Wang Ye did not want to see poor Nepal?" If you don't expect it, it is a lie. But when she saw the stunned and flustered in the eyes of the night, Duan Tingting knew that the result of her expectation would never appear.

"Cough... that... how come you are here?" In fact, the night Junqing really wants to say: stepping through the iron shoes innocent, it takes no time, come and bookmark it!

"Wang Ye should ask the poor first, this is the right place." Duan Tingting licked her throat and suppressed her heart.

"Right.....Where is this?" Night Junqing couldn't imagine how he would leave Yao Mozhen for Duan Tingting. Really, at this moment, he has no other feelings besides jealousy. Think about the absurd time of that time, and the night is clear and annoyed.

"This is the nunnery. It’s been a while for the poor to be born here. Before I knew that Wang Ye and Mo Zhen’s girl were in trouble, I asked the Jing Yue Shi Tai, who was in the middle of the village, to save the two.” Duan Tingting said according to the actual opening, clear Fallen on the night of Jun Qing, swaying.

"This is the case, Junqing thanked the teacher for saving the life!" Night Junqing's innocent language made Duan Tingting heartache, he actually called his teacher too, called so natural, even without hesitation, but night Junqing, Tingting is you The name of the wife!

"Wang Ye is not polite, between you and me...." Duan Tingting bitterly opened, but was stopped by the night Junqing.

"Between Junqing and Shitai... It’s clear and white!" Later, Jun Junqing knew that, that night, he did not drink and mess, just sleeping in Duan Tingting’s room for a night, after knowing the truth, Night Junqing even went to the wine stack alone and had a drink.

"Wang Ye wants to draw a clear line with Tingting?" Duan Tingting warned that she could not cry before entering the door, but at this moment, the tears flowed down without warning, across the cheeks, burning heart.

"This king does not mean this, this king is just..." Night Junqing could not explain, because he meant that.

"But it! In the end, Tingting is wrong first, even if Wang Ye wants to blame Tingting, it is also reasonable." Duan Tingting wiped her tears, but could not bear to turn away, all dignity in this moment of defeat.

"The king did not blame you, and you saved the king and Mo Zhen's life. The king is grateful, just..." The night is clear and the words are stopped. Some words say hurt, but don't say it. He is also very uncomfortable in his heart.

"Wang Ye has something to say?" Duan Tingting had no hope, and naturally did not expect the night Jun Qing to say something beautiful.

"Cough... No!" Night Junqing finally did not say the word "Xi Shu". He felt that being a good person must save his life. If he turns around, he will reward others for a book, will it be too Missing!

"Wang Ye lay down, the wound should be changed." Even if the night Jun Qing opened, Duan Tingting would not know the mind of the night Junqing, perhaps she is obsessed, since let go, it should be more thorough.

"No... no, the king can do it himself!" See Duan Tingting wants to change the medicine for herself, and the night Junqing immediately stops.

"Poor is a monk, Wang Ye is still afraid that poor Nepal can do nothing to you?" Compared to Duan Tingting's openness, the night Junqing felt that he had some small family, so he barely persuaded himself to lie down.

And said that Yao Mozhen was bored to the stove, and suddenly heard someone in the corner talking.

"You didn't see it. I didn't care for my heart that day, and I bite my teeth with pain. I sweated and sweated!" said the nun.

"I have never seen her like this, I don't know if it is related to that man!" Nguyen poisoned his tongue.

"Why do you say so?" The nun A made up the past and his eyes were like a bell.

"Intuition!" Nguyen B was kicked off as soon as she shut up.

Even if Nguyen A did not agree, Yao Mozhen was in the heart, so that night, Yao Mozhen asked the story about Duan Tingting's distress.

"It's just accidental." This is Duan Tingting's answer.

"If it is only accidental, Mo Zhen will not ask you, is it related to the ‘Bing Locust’?” Sometimes, Yao Mozhen feels that he is still stupid.