The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 248: The death of Mount Amara

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Chapter 248 The Death of Mount Anbing

"If you don't see Anbing Mountain's breath with your own eyes, Juechen won't go anywhere. This is what the empress should go to Juechen." Juechen is neither humble nor overbearing.

"Don’t worry, you are not the only one who wants to die at Mount Anda. Tomorrow night, the palace will arrange for you to see Mount Anda. But before that, the palace hopes that you can find a way to safe the palace ladies in the alchemy room. Send it out of the palace, you should know what will happen to the palace ladies in the alchemy room if they leave towards Yi###." Yao Mowan looked at Juechen solemnly, waiting for his answer.

"Mother, don't worry, leave this to Juechen." Juechen nodded fiercely.

When Juechen left, Yao Mowan smiled and walked to Ye Junqing.

"The prince is convinced that he has lost this time?" Seeing Yao Mowan's wretched smile, Ye Junqing got up angrily,

"How much?" Ye Junqing's eyes were like water, and the light was shining.

"One million taels of gold!" Yao Mowan smiled brighter and brighter.

"How much!" Ye Junqing stared at Yao Mowan, his expression exaggerated to an unprecedented level.

"One million taels of gold." Yao Mowanyun repeated calmly.

"If the queen mother can find the person who is willing to spend a million taels of gold to buy the Flame Soul Sword, she also asks the king to have a look, this king has never seen what a real idiot looks like in this life!" Ye Junqing cursed with a yin, and immediately bypassed Yao Mowan and strode out of Guanju Palace. One million taels, why didn't she grab it!

It's just that Ye Junqing didn't expect that, after only one night of work, he saw the legendary idiot.

For breakfast the next day, Ye Junqing heard Yan Nansheng's voice before he even entered the door.

"Why are you here?" Ye Junqing looked suspiciously at Yan Nansheng, and walked slowly into the main hall of Guanju Palace.

"If it weren't for you, how could I be here! Flame Soul Sword! How did you lose to her?" At that time, Yan Nansheng felt that Yao Mowan was as beautiful as an immortal, no matter how he was smashed. At this moment, looking at Yao Mowan's expression on the bank note, Yan Nansheng only felt that this woman had an abominable face!

"Didn't you really spend a million taels of gold to buy the Flame Soul Sword?" Ye Junqing looked at Yan Nansheng dumbfounded. It turns out that this idiot looks like this!

"Otherwise, what should I do? She is going to take the sword and melt it! What a shame, Yao Mowan!" Yan Nansheng sighed with grief.

"It's so vicious, Yao Mowan!" Ye Junqing added sadly.

"You like this kind of thing, why? You don't want it? Then you take the bank note back, Mo Wan doesn't like to force it." Yao Mowan sat lazily on the chair and handed the bank note to Yan Nansheng.

Looking at the silver ticket in front of him, Yan Nansheng suddenly heard the sound of heartbreak. Did he kill Yao Mowan's family in his previous life? Is it? Is it!

"Take the silver ticket, sword, bring it!" Ye Junqing took a deep breath and glared at Yao Mowan.

"Tingyue, send the sword to the prince." Yao Mowan took back the silver slip, a beautiful arc formed at the corner of his lips.

Just when Ye Junqing was about to reach out for the sword, Yan Nansheng almost moved forward to Ting Yue, and quickly picked up the sword and hung it around his waist.

"That's my sword!" Ye Junqing turned his eyes to Yan Nansheng, and said solemnly.

"But that is the deity's silver! One million taels of gold! How many Flame Soul Swords can be cast!" Yan Nansheng held the Flame Soul Sword's hand tighter, and his eyes showed grief and indignation.

"I want to open it up, after all, your master made this one by himself." Yao Mowan pretended to comfort her.

"Otherwise, do you think this deity is a fool! Little brother, this brother sword will help you keep it first, if it is in your hands. Brother really doesn't have much money, please grow your heart! Alas!" Yan Nansheng shook his head sadly, then turned and left.

"What does he mean? Is this king willing!" Seeing Yan Nansheng leave with disappointment, Ye Junqing said angrily.

"Yin Xue, send out the silver ticket." Yao Mowan ignored Ye Junqing, whispered to Yin Xue, and handed the silver ticket to Yin Xue. Yin Xue took the order, and after receiving the bank note, she turned and disappeared in Guanju Palace.

"In fact, what do you want so much money for?" Seeing Yao Mowan got up as if relieved, Ye Junqinghu questioned.

"How much?" Yao Mowan asked rhetorically, Ye Junqing was absolutely overwhelmed.

Shiye, when Yin Xue brought Juechen into the dark room, she saw a woman standing straight in front of Mount Anbing.

"You'd better hurry up, don't let the people outside wait for a long time, and there will be side effects." After Yin Xue asked, she turned around and left. Juechen was also unambiguous, and when he walked over, he realized that the woman in front of him was the Mingyu in the alchemy room at that time.

"Mingyu! You bastard! Why lie? Why betray the miscellaneous family?" On the torture frame, Mount Anbing was bursting with red eyes, roaring loudly, and the iron chain on the frame was dumbfounded by him. Rattle.

"For the red plum." Mingyu's expression is cold, and his dark eyes are like the most hideous devil in hell.

"Red plum?" An Binshan frowned, muttering suspiciously.

"Why did Mingyu forget? How could a noble person like An Gonggong remember Hongmei! But Mingyu could not forget how her father-in-law bullied Hongmei and how to scrape her piece by piece with a knife. The flesh on the body! How to throw the dying red plum to the **** castrates and let them insult them at will!" Tears rolled down, and Mingyu's choking voice suddenly sounded with Anjingshan's howling, making Juechen behind him Secretly hurt.

"Ah—stop! You stop! Hongmei died in your hands! You should kill yourself if you want to avenge her!" An Binshan wailed, and the flesh on his legs trembled with pain.

"Yes! Hongmei died in Mingyu's hands! But without you, how could Mingyu kill his best sister himself! Damn you!" Mingyu fiercely grasped the dagger stuck in the leg of Anbing Mountain. , With a fierce turn, Anbing Mountain called louder and louder, like a pig.

"Stop! It hurts to death! Ah-" Anbingshan's forehead oozes cold sweat, struggling desperately with his chain-bound hands.

"My father-in-law can't bear it with just a stab? If Mingyu remembers correctly, Hongmei would have taken him a full fifty dollars! Fifty dollars! What kind of pain should that be! So how can one stab be enough!" Mingyu spoke, drew out the dagger fiercely, and then fiercely thrust it towards Anbingshan's other leg.

"Help. Help!" Anbingshan wailed hysterically, and the flesh on his painful face was convulsed.

"Help! Every lady in this palace can't wait to eat you flesh and skin! Who will save you! Mount Anbei! You have done a lot of evil, and there are countless court ladies who have been ruined by you in the palace! Now Mingyu will recover for them This fairness! When you are in hell, you will not be lonely, they will take care of you!" Mingyu roared, the dagger in his hand fell on Anbing Mountain like raindrops, but every knife was not fatal.

He didn't stop until Mingyu got tired.

"Help." At this moment, Anbingshan's body ### has become a sieve, blood is rushing, dying.

"Hongmei! Did you see it! Mingyu took revenge for you! Revenge! Hongmei. I'm sorry. I have left you alone for so long, so I will come to accompany you." Mingyu burst into tears, slumped The hanging hand slowly raised.

Just as Mingyu wanted to extinct herself, Juechen suddenly stepped forward and took the dagger.

"If I were Hongmei, I would definitely not want you to sacrifice in vain. If you really die like this, or die in front of Mount Anbei, even if I see Hongmei, she will definitely scold you! Live well, that's why Hongmei was looking forward to it!" Juechen said, swiftly raising his hand and breaking Anbingshan's left arm.