The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 117: Gold or silver?
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Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen: Gold or Silver?
"The hidden guards of the Yin clan are indeed well-deserved." The faint voice remembered again, Yao Mowan raised her eyes to look at the'Phantom Seven Kills'. Although there was no change on the surface, she noticed that the blood under the feet of three people had already Huicheng creek must have been seriously injured. Yin Xue was right, she could indeed deal with three people.
"Yin Xue, take her away!" Ye Junqing knew very well that the reason why Yin Xue could hurt the Seven Kills of the Phantom was completely unexpected and unprepared. At this moment, the Seven Kills of the Phantom had already increased his vigilance and wanted to hurt him again. They were even more difficult, and Yin Xue was also seriously injured.
"Master?" Yin Xue looked back at Yao Mowan, seeing that he didn't say anything, and she knew what she meant.
"What you want are the heads of the prince, let them go!" Feng Yihan's face was solemn, and his icy voice carried a deep chill.
"I will only recognize one master." Feng Yihan's request was obviously rejected.
"I'm sorry, I've hurt you all!" Feng Yihan looked at Yao Mowan apologetically, with infinite pity in his heart. Yao Mowan only smiled, she knew that this was not the end.
"Seven Kills!" The gloomy voice sounded again, and I saw the ‘Phantom Seven Kills’ suddenly moving, spinning around Yao Mowan and the others continuously, getting faster and faster, making people dizzy. There was a loud noise immediately, Yao Mowan suddenly felt like a thousand bees buzzing in his ears, and his head gradually ached.
"Phantom technique! Fast luck!" Feng Yihan suddenly exclaimed, and immediately sat down, put his hands together in the pubic area, and hurriedly vomited. Immediately after Ye Junqing, Yin Xue also sat down cross-legged, the two placed one hand on her dantian, and the other hand was coincidentally on Yao Mowan's back.
At this moment, Yao Mowan suddenly felt like a clear spring flowing into the dantian, and the noise in his ears suddenly became much smaller. But with the relentless passage of time, the voice grew louder and louder. Yao Mowan looked at Ye Junqing anxiously and found that his forehead was already saturated with sweat, and so did Yin Xue.
"Puff—" The first defeated, listening to the wind fiercely vomited blood, and then the whole person unconsciously picked up the sharp sword beside him, and thrust the sharp sword into himself as if he had been captured by the soul. .
This is the ‘Seven Kills’. Through the illusion, he sees himself as an enemy, and enjoys the pleasure of victory as he self-mutilates one step at a time.
"Ye Junqing, Yin Xue, let me go!" Yao Mowan yelled angrily, trying to get up, but found that her body seemed to be attached to their palms, and she couldn't get rid of it no matter how hard she struggles.
"Don't move! Otherwise we will die faster!" Ye Junqing said solemnly, the corners of her lips shook slightly, and Yin Xue's mouth was already oozing blood.
Seeing that the crowd could not resist, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, and then, the "Phantom Seven Kills" that had been surrounding them suddenly dispersed, falling to the ground, vomiting blood, and the appearance was extremely painful. .
"It's just one move, and it's such a virtue. Isn't the'Phantom Seven Kills' nothing more than that!" A soft but not Yin voice sounded leisurely, Yan Nansheng was dressed in a red dress, raised his eyebrows and looked at the ground embarrassed. The unbearable'Phantom Seven Kills', the corner of his lips evokes a cold arc.
"Mo Wan thought you were dead!" Yao Mowan glared at Yan Nansheng, and immediately helped Ye Junqing, who was already weak, at the same time, Feng Yihan also sealed the wind. His acupuncture points made him temporarily unconscious to avoid self-harm. Quicksand and Yin Xue are slightly better, and they have also stood up to protect Yao Mowan.
"Cough cough, so I said you used a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, see it, it is true. In front of my Yan Nansheng, the'Phantom Seven Kills' are vulnerable!" Yan Nansheng stood proudly and raised his eyebrows. There, with his hands wrapped around his chest, he was talking about his might.
"Although the illusion of'Phantom Seven Kills' is powerful, if it is disturbed, it will definitely be backlashed! Especially when the illusion is cast to the end, they will use ten percent of their internal strength. At this time, if they are disturbed, the backlash is the most powerful. Just listening to the wind has been hit by the illusion technique, it can be seen that they have already fight for 90% of their internal strength. At this time, the leader only needs to give them a light blow, and it will be the current result." Feng Yihan wiped the blood on the corner of his lips and analyzed calmly. .
"Oh, Mo Wan understands, this is what Nan Sheng you said to kill a chicken with a sledge knife?" Yao Mowan looked at Yan Nansheng contemptuously, with a look of contempt.
"The leader just chose the most effective method. Even if they don't use the'Seven Kills', it will be effortless for the leader to clean them up! You all get up and fight again!" Yan Nansheng said with a slight expression. Yu, refuted angrily.
"They are like this now, Mo Wan can clean them up!" Yao Mowan disagrees.
"Anyway, Yihan would like to thank the leader for his help!" Feng Yihan turned his hand and looked at Yan Nansheng. Just when Yan Nansheng wanted to speak, Yao Mowan took the lead.
"You don't need to remember his favor, he was invited by Mo Wan, and Mo Wan is free to pay it back. You only need to remember what you promised Mo Wan." Yao Mowan looked at Feng with a clear eye. Yi Han seems to have a deep meaning.
"Yao Concubine, don't worry, Feng Yihan will never break his promise!" Feng Yihan turned to look at Yao Mowan, and inadvertently glanced at Ye Junqing next to Yao Mowan, with unspeakable disappointment in his heart.
"As for these seven people, they were handed over to the prince. Mo Wan said goodbye." Yao Mowan turned around and helped Ye Junqing leave the Lama Temple. If it were not for him to input too much true energy, Ye Junqing would not He was so injured that he fainted before returning to Guanju Palace.
Yao Mowan didn't walk out of the room until Ye Junqing was placed on his couch.
"Why haven't you left?" Yao Mowanhu asked, looking at Yan Nansheng who was sitting in the main hall.
"I'm waiting for you, didn't you just say that you want to pay me back?" Yan Nansheng looked at Yao Mowan seriously.
"Yes? Why doesn't Mo Wan remember?" Yao Mowan shrugged, then walked to the table.
"Hey, so many people have heard that, you can't fall back on your account! Besides, how can you beg for you in the future!" Yan Nansheng hurriedly walked to Yao Mowan and said every word.
"Do you still dare to ask me for favor? If it weren't for you, Ye Junqing would be seriously injured? Yin Xue's injury was not minor, and the quicksand was also afraid to raise it for a while. These are all caused by you. It's up to you naturally. When you come next time, remember to bring the money!" Yao Mowan complained and raised the teapot and walked towards the inner room.
"Yao Mowan, there should be a limit to being unreasonable! If it weren't for me, you would have died!" Yan Nansheng was extremely speechless, how could he know such a snob and petty woman! How did you meet!
"Who is Mo Wan doing all this for? Yan Nansheng, after all, Mo Wan has been helping you take care of the one inside. If you talk about favors, you don't know how much you owe me. One thousand two, one point Nothing less, now, please leave, Ye Junqing needs to be quiet." Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows and looked at Yan Nansheng. She really thinks that Yan Nansheng is so beautiful, so hideous is still very beautiful.
"You! Gold or silver?" Yan Nansheng asked discouragedly. He finally understood one thing. In this world, the last thing he should do is to reason with women, especially those tricky women like Yao Mowan. When seeing the weird smile on Yao Mowan's face, Yan Nansheng suddenly realized that his mouth was really cheap.
"Golden!" Abandoning these two words, Yao Mowan had already pushed the door and entered the inner room. Only Yan Nansheng was left alone outside the door in grief and indignation.
At night, it was quiet and silent. Moonlight poured in through the window latticework. The room was full of moonlight. Yao Mowan leaned on the bed, her clear eyes staring at the sleeping man on the couch.
"Jun Qing, you are so stupid, fortunately I am alive, otherwise what should you do..." I don't know how long it took, Yao Mowan finally fell asleep by the bed. .