The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 589: It’s too shabby with a thousand faces
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Chapter 589 is too shabby with a thousand faces
"It's none of your business, it's that Qianmen is too shabby... Qianyu, Qianmen will definitely cast a beautiful one in the next life, then... then..." Qianmen's hands fell on the ground, his pupils Gradually lost focus. After that time, he did not say anything after all, leaving a lifetime of regrets.
"Thousand Faces!" Mei Ji roared hysterically, her icy eyes staring at Ye Hongyi fiercely.
"What a touching scene! I was about to cry, Meiji, originally you and I had a couple of dew marriages. I wanted to spare your life in my heart, but since he cares about you so much. , Then I will fulfill you, and I will send you to reunite with him!" Ye Hongyi spoke gloomily, and there was another cold light between his hands.
Mei Ji knew that she couldn't hide, she simply hugged Qianmian tightly, and slowly closed her eyes.
At the moment of the moment, a brown figure suddenly jumped out, Mei Ji heard a muffled noise, and she opened her eyes to see Wuming holding her chest in front of her.
"Nameless!" Mei Ji was shocked.
"Ye Hongyi! If you want to kill Meiji, step over from the old man!" When he saw Qianmian's corpse, Wuming regretted it all, all of this was caused by him! If it weren't for him, Mo Changbai would not die, and Qianmian would not die!
"Do you think I don't dare?" Ye Hongyi really didn't dare. At that time, Sikongmu deliberately told him that he was a member of the imperial church, although a simple sentence was to warn Ye Hongyi. If you dare to be nameless, you will end up miserably. Ye Hongyi knows that his revenge is Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing. If he loses Sikongmu's trust in him because of a nameless person, he will lose out. But at this moment, Ye Hongyi appeared domineering.
"Anonymous, let's go!" Meiji believes that with the nameless martial arts, escape is not a problem.
"If you are dead, what kind of face does Wuming have to live in this world!" Wuming absolutely stood in front of Meiji, his eyes bursting with cold light like a cone.
"Wuming, do you really think you can block it? Huh! Then I will let you see what is unintentional!" The black robe on Ye Hongyi's body is windless, and the black hair with the silver mask raised The set off became more eerie and abrupt, and ten lights flashed from Ye Hongyi's fingertips, like a dragon roaring, approaching Meiji.
Seeing the flash of light bullying her, Mei Ji closed his eyes again, Wuming saw this, and flew to Mei Ji's side, even if he died, he would die in front of Mei Ji, otherwise he would not be able to pass his conscience.
The expected pain did not fall on the two of them. When Meiji opened her eyes for the second time, she clearly saw Huan Luo in a white dress standing in front of her and Wuming.
"Hongyi didn't expect that the saint would also like to take care of such nostalgia." The appearance of Huan Luo surprised Ye Hongyi.
"Wuming is a member of the Yanchi Kingdom, and also a member of the Emperor's Cult. Do you dare to attack him?" The cold voice was contemptuous, and Huanluo didn't regard Ye Hongyi as a person from the beginning to the end.
"The saint has misunderstood. Hongyi only wanted to kill the woman behind the nameless, and definitely didn't mean to hurt the nameless." Ye Hongyi's voice became flattering and flattering every minute.
"Oh?" Huan Luo heard the sound and glanced back at Mei Ji. On one side, Wuming's eyes turned, and he immediately stepped forward and knelt in front of Huan Luo.
"My Lord Saint, Meiji is a meticulous work placed by the old man next to Yao Mowan. Her existence is very important!" Wuming knew very well that only Huanluo could save Meiji now. As for whether the Juxianlou person is Yao Mowan or not, Wuming bet on this one.
"Really?" Huan Luo raised her eyebrows and looked at Mei Ji, with questions in her voice.
Looking at the thousand faces in her arms, thinking of Bai Zhan and Mo Chang who were killed by Ye Hongyi, Meiji felt that she could not commit suicide, how easy it was to die, but she wanted to live, she wanted to avenge them!
"Returning to the Lord Saint, Meiji is indeed lurking beside Yao Mowan by the nameless meaning." Meiji responded with the nameless words, shocked in her heart. Although she had doubted the true or false of the Juxianlou, But Leng Bingxin once said that that person is not Yao Mowan in all likelihood.
"Master Saint, don't listen to their nonsense. Yao Mowan drank the phoenix tears and lost his memory. Apart from the leader, the sacrifice and you, only Hong Yi knows. How did the nameless know? Now there is another Mei Ji.” Ye Hongyi's words were obviously to instigate Huan Luo to kill Mei Ji.
"You don't need to worry about this matter. From now on, this saint needs Wuming and Meiji to do things for this saint, you must not hurt them half." Huanluo's almost commanding tone made Wuming and Meiji secretly relax Sighed.
"This is not so good, the leader is asking Wuming to assist Hongyi..." Before Ye Hongyi's words fell, she saw a white silk shoot over him like a cone of ice, hitting him hard in the face, Ye Hongyi Has the ability to hide, but he didn't do that.
"Ye Hongyi! What are you! You dare to threaten this saint with the leader, listen carefully, I will stay, you, go!" Huan Luo didn't give Ye Hongyi the slightest expression on her face. She hadn't forgotten who was behind the attack and severely injured her. If she hadn't had a pill, she would still be lying in bed.
"The saint is not angry, Hong Yi is leaving." Ye Hongyi laughed in a low voice, bowed his hands, and left. He believed that the reason why Huan Luo wanted to find a helper was to deal with Yao Mowan, that’s it, let Meiji and Wuming live longer, he was not in a hurry to get revenge, this time, he believed that he must be The person who had the last laugh.
Until Ye Hongyi left, Huan Luo Fang turned around. Before Mei Ji could speak, she flicked a pill into her mouth.
"The saint..." Wuming said in a panic.
"This saint just gave her a reassurance. As long as she is obedient, this saint will not embarrass her. You can go!" Huan Luo waved Mei Ji to leave. Mei Ji glanced at Wuming with deep meaning, and immediately dragged Qianmian's corpse out of the woods.
Huan Luo looked towards Wuming until Meiji left.
"Anonymous, this saint remembers someone once said that she is willing to go through water and fire for this saint." Huan Luowen reminded.
"The life of Wuming was saved by the saint. Although the saint has something to do, Wuming will go through water and fire!" At this moment, Wuming knew that if she did not grasp the life-saving straw of Huan Luo, Mei Ji could encounter it at any time. Unpredictable, so even if he seeks skin with a tiger, he has no room for rejection.
"Listen, immediately return to the flames of the red country, this saint, no matter what method you use, bring two people who are exactly the same as Yao Mowan. Remember, they must train 90% of Yao Mowan. It's similar, whether it's voice or demeanor!" Although Huan Luo hates Ye Hongyi, the idea of not staying night Hongyi fits her very well. If those untouchables knew that Yao Mowan was fake, would they still be so affectionate for Yao Mowan? The feeling of being misunderstood and cast aside by everyone is not so pleasant!
"I'm afraid Gui Daozi is unwilling to help you?" Wuming admits that he is in Yan Chi Country, and he is not qualified to talk to Gui Daozi.
"Is there only one apprentice of Gui Daozi, Leng Bingxin?" Huan Luo spoke coldly, her eyes as cold as cones.
"Anonymous obey orders! It's just Meiji..." Anonymous looked at Huan Luo.
"Don't worry, there is a saint, Ye Hongyi dare not make a trip." Huan Luo glanced at Wuming, which was a guarantee.
Back to the Juxian Tower, Mei Ji felt weak, and the objects in the foreground swayed and couldn't see clearly.
"Uh...Mei...Mei Ji..." Wei Yu's red dress floated in front of Mei Ji. Yan Nansheng never dreamed that she would meet Mei Ji, a pink friend here, and suddenly felt her legs numb. .
"I'm sorry..." What made Yan Nansheng even more unexpected was that Meiji didn't even realize his existence. She just pushed him away with her hand, and then continued to walk forward, and the front was clearly a table.
"Are you okay?" Yan Nansheng is not a grudge, and in principle, he and Meiji still have some ties, so when he saw Meiji's expression abnormal, Yan Nansheng was very gentleman and did not pull his legs. Just run.
"It's okay...I can't have anything...I can't..." While burying Qianmen, Mei Ji swears over and over again, if she can't kill Ye Hongyi in life, she will turn into a ghost and tear Ye Hongyi out of life. rotten.
"Really nothing...thing!" Yan Nansheng shook his head helplessly looking at Mei Ji who had fainted on the ground, and then took Mei Ji back to the room.
Shiye, on the roof of Juxianlou, Ye Junqing found Yao Mowan who had been sitting there for a long time.
"This is for you." Ye Junqing's body was still very weak, so he almost fell when he passed the lifelike woodcarving to Yao Mowan. Fortunately, Yao Mowan was pulling it so that he would not roll off.
"You did it?" Looking at the wood sculpture in her hand that resembles herself, Yao Mowan's lips curled up like nothing.
"Well, do you like it?" Ye Junqing's pale face showed a knowing smile.
"When did you do it?" Yao Mowan looked at Ye Junqing sensitively, his face solemn for an instant.
"This afternoon!" Ye Junqing said truthfully. If Ye Junqing remembers correctly, this should be the 100th Yao Mowan wood sculpture in his hand. In the past three months, he It is to comfort one's own lovesickness.
"What are you doing with this stuff because you are so imaginary!" The solemnity on Yao Mowan's face disappeared. This afternoon, she did it just as she did. It is true that Yao Mowan knows that she looks the same as the person in everyone's eyes, but she is still taboo.
"Just do it when you have nothing to do. If you like it, Junqing will make one for you every day." Seeing Yao Mowan love it, Ye Junqing sat down next to Yao Mowan, her eyes softly falling to the beautiful woman. Body.
"Are you free? If you have nothing to do, go downstairs to pick up the guests!" Yao Mowan said, and Ye Junqing suddenly dripped cold sweat from the back of his head.
"Cough! This shopkeeper means going downstairs to receive guests, playing flute and dancing swords, etc.!" Yao Mowan realized that he had made a mistake and explained immediately.
"Okay, in the future, Junqing will listen to the shopkeeper's dispatch. Whatever you say, Junqing will do!" In fact, it's good to live this kind of life, and feel at ease. If you can live a life like Mo Wan in a plain and plain life, it is also happy. It's just that such a peaceful day is coming to an end, when Ye Junqing looked down, a gleam of light flashed.
"What a joke, you are the king of Chu, the king of a country. Wan'er dare not leave you here and ruin you." Yao Mowan stroked the wooden sculpture in her hand, and a touch of sweetness appeared in her heart, but this sweetness seemed to not Untrue.
"This is easy to handle. As long as the shopkeeper's word, Junqing will pass the position to others at any time. If you don't want to give up this country, you must also be the shopkeeper's front and back!" Ye Junqing really thinks so, just waiting to uncover all the conspiracies. , As long as the country settled down, he gave up the throne and lived in seclusion with Yao Mowan in the mountains, or opened a shop, whatever business he could do.
"Is that what you said?" Yao Mowan turned around, her clear eyes shining brightly.
"Jun Qing said, never break his words!" Looking at that elegant face, Ye Junqing's heart gradually sank, and his body bowed lightly.
The misty moonlight enveloped the quiet Xinxiang, the silver-like light made people feel like a fairyland, everything became unreal, Yao Mowan watched Ye Junqing’s thin lips touch her cherry In a small mouth, I forgot to avoid it for a while, so he was so successful!
"This saint can't tell, why is Yao Mowan worth Ye Junqing's exchange?" Behind Qi Canglan, Huan Luo gloated at Ye Junqing's kiss on the roof. Laughing wantonly.
Heart, as if tied to a stone, slowly sinks into the darkest corner of the seabed, and his chest is invaded by the salty sea water, and Qi Canglan feels uncomfortable to vomit.
Silver hair like a month of training flutters with the wind, forming a faint arc, a beautiful person, but his heart is uncomfortable as if he is twisted by red iron tongs, Qi Canglan has been entangled with Yao Mowan. What kind of sentiment, until now, he knows, it turns out that he fell in love with a pariah! And also love so humble!