The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 116: You are not suitable for gentleness!

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Chapter One Hundred and Sixteen You are not suitable for gentleness!

"That's not your wine glass!" Ye Junqing was about to take back the wine glass, but Yao Mowan took a step ahead. Seeing Yao Mowan drank the wine, Ye Junqing couldn't help frowning. Women shouldn't drink. So rushing.

"Cough...The prince drank alone, but he set up two wine glasses. If it weren't for Mo Wan, who would it be?" The wine was very strong, and his throat seemed uncomfortable by the fire, Yao Mo Wanyu touched her neck and coughed slightly.

"Yes..." was prepared for Mo Xin, Ye Junqing didn't say anything after all, but Yao Mowan had guessed what he was thinking. The heart sinks suddenly, this love and this scene, just like that night at Yilanxuan, the same good day, the same beautiful scenery, but different thoughts. At that time, she thought about Ye Hongyi, and didn't even notice the sadness in Ye Junqing's eyes. She was so stupid at that time, and Ye Junqing's heart should be very painful at that time.

"Mo Wan sings a small song for the prince to cheer up? Otherwise, Mo Wan will play the piano for the prince? Let Tingyue prepare some side dishes. Drinking alone is meaningless." Yao Mowan suddenly wanted to make up for the lack of that night, and was about to get up. Back to the room to fetch the piano, but stopped when Ye Junqing spoke.

"This king feels that you are not suitable for being such gentle." Ye Junqing was frightened by Yao Mowan's abnormality, and said the truth for a while. Hearing this, Yao Mowan looked at Ye Junqing with a cold face, especially when he realized the sincerity in Ye Junqing's eyes, Yao Mowan was finally angry.

"Then the prince can drink here by himself! Mo Wan will not be accompanied!" Yao Mowan turned angrily and left the stone platform.

"I didn't allow you to accompany you!" Ye Junqing subconsciously replied, but saw Yao Mowan suddenly turn around, her clear eyes staring at Ye Junqing, seeing this situation, Ye Junqing was silent. .

The next second, Yao Mowan suddenly reached out and pulled a handful of Pear Blossom and threw it on the ground, and then left angrily. This was the first time that Ye Jun was so angry.

"Is this king wrong? Why are you angry!" Ye Junqing dared to mutter a few words until Yao Mowan walked away.

Back to the main hall, Yao Mowan sat down at the table in a huff, picked up the tea cup casually, and took a few big mouthfuls.

"Is this the one I just fell?" Yan Nansheng looked at Yao Mowan innocently.

"So what! Can't you drink it!" Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows.

"Yes, you can drink whatever you want. Would you like it? It's Nan Sheng's honor to be able to pour tea for Mo Wan." Yan Nan Sheng looked reverent and lifted the teapot with great enthusiasm.

"When did you come?" Yao Mowan breathed a sigh of relief, and got back to business.

"When you told Feng Yihan that we were close friends." Yan Nansheng almost fell off the branch when he heard these words.

"Is there a problem with Mo Wan's sentence?" Yao Mowan looked at Yan Nansheng harmlessly.

"Nan Sheng thinks so!" Yan Nansheng nodded fiercely. Today, Yao Mowan has a bad temper. It's a good idea to avoid trouble. This is Yan Nansheng's experience.

"The'Phantom Seven Kills' will arrive tomorrow night. Yin Xue can deal with three, but the remaining four?" Yao Mowan suppressed the irritability in his eyes and looked at Yan Nansheng solemnly.

"Nan Sheng really didn't expect that, in the mere "Phantom Seven Kills", you actually let Yin Xue come to me. You know, this is a sledgehammer!" Yan Nansheng looked helpless, he was martial arts. The title of the leader was not bought with money.

"Are you sure you can deal with them?" Yao Mowan knows that Yan Nansheng is the leader of the martial arts, but in the current world, there are too many people selling dog meat. Before she saw Yan Nansheng's true ability, she Naturally, there is not much hope.

"With a flick of a finger!" Yan Nansheng said with confidence, pride and narcissism.

The next day, Ye Junqing still wandered around with Feng Yihan, while Yao Mowan accompanied Xuzi in the main hall. During the day, everything was as usual. When approaching you, the atmosphere of the entire Lama Temple became more and more solemn, even if you did the most Yao Mowan was still a little nervous about the careful arrangement.

"Yao Fei, Yi Han thinks that it is better for you to return to Guanju Palace." Feng Yihan's eyes were deep, and his face was filled with unconcealable worry. No matter whether he succeeded or not, he didn't want Yao Mowan to follow him. Suffering together, the rest of the time is indeed not easy.

"This king also thinks that you'd better go back first." Ye Junqing looked solemn, and when his eyes fell on Yao Mowan's face, he couldn't help wondering why Yao Mowan, a woman, could be so pale. The wind is light, as if the army is overwhelming, but his face remains unchanged.

"The tea here is delicious. Don't drink a few more cups. How can Mo Wan be willing to go." Yao Mowan smiled and said calmly. No one can tell that she is nervous, but that doesn't mean she is really calm. Now that it affects the whole body, once Feng Yihan has an accident, not only will Ye Junqing be implicated, but Chu Mobei will also be about to move, so she can't afford to lose this battle!

However, Yao Mowan was pleased that Ye Hongyi also seemed to know that the "Phantom Seven Kills" would act tonight, so she deliberately withdrew the guards of the imperial city near the Lama Temple, which made her much more convenient.

Finally there was movement on the roof, and the sound was light but chaotic. Obviously, the people they were waiting for were here!

Ye Junqing knew it was too late to persuade Yao Mowan to leave, so after hearing the movement, he deliberately got up and sat beside Yao Mowan.

Feng Yihan, who got up almost at the same time, sat back in silence when he saw this scene. Compared with himself, Yao Mowan should have hoped that Ye Junqing would sit next to her.

At such a time of life and death, Feng Yihan was shocked by what he was struggling with, but Yao Mowan, who had only dealt with it a few times, took it seriously.

"Fight for a while, don't run around, follow behind this king." Ye Junqing said in a low voice, his voice firm as a blade.

"Are you sure you can protect me well?" Yao Mowan asked softly, a flash of brilliance flashed under his eyes.

"Unless the king dies." A few simple words, but ripples in Yao Mowan's heart.

"Why? You always hate me." The expectation in Yao Mowan's eyes grew a little deeper.

"Because you are Mo Xin's younger sister!" For a moment, Yao Mowan was even jealous of herself at that time. What kind of fate made him so concerned.

Just when Ye Junqing finished speaking, listening to the wind and quicksand broke the window and fell in. By the candlelight, Yao Mowan clearly saw the two people's faces pale and blood oozing from the corners of their lips. They should have suffered a lot. Internal injuries.

"Master, leave now!" Tingfeng suddenly jumped from the ground and stood in front of Feng Yihan. At almost the same time, seven flashing figures surrounded Yao Mowan and others in the center.

"Anyone in this room, kill without mercy!" The cold voice with a metallic weight, hit the wall with a buzzing echo, Yao Mowan frowned subconsciously, and saw all the seven people in front of him. Wearing a Hades mask and a black cloak, it is impossible to tell.

"Yin Xue!" Yao Mowan sternly called out Yin Xue. Almost at the same time, Yin Xue broke through the window with a double-edged sword at the same flashing speed, making the'Phantom Seven Kills' at a tricky angle. Caught off guard, the interlocking weapons made a harsh contend, the friction produced dazzling sparks, and the shadows of the swords and swords floated. Everyone was looking forward to the ending. At the same time, Tingfeng and Quicksand also rushed towards the closest member of the Seven Kills of Phantom.

At this moment, Yao Mowan clearly felt a firm and powerful hand holding herself, and the sudden warmth made Yao Mowan lift her eyes sharply, looking at the firmness in Ye Junqing’s eyes, Yao Mowan Inexplicable peace of mind.

No one could see what happened during this juncture. When Yin Xue stood in front of Yao Mowan, Yao Mowan suddenly smelled a fishy and salty smell. She knew that Yin Xue was injured, and the quicksand and The wind injury is more serious.