The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 622: In exchange for a nonsense

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Chapter 622 In exchange for a nonsense

"Mischief? Huanluo's 20 years of love and dedication only paid you for a whistle? Qi Canglan, you are too cruel!" Huanluo desperately slapped her hands, as if she wanted to follow every move. Qi Canglan died together.

"In these years, this sacrifice only treats you as a sister!" Qi Canglan's words were a little guilty. There was no Yao Mowan at the time. He indulged himself and Huanluo's kind of ambiguity. Inaction, this led to Huan Luo's persistence.

"Sister? Hahaha! Qi Canglan! I hate you! I hate you—" When all the efforts were not confirmed, when all the good things turned into nothing, Huan Luo suddenly discovered that her persistent persistence lies in others In the eyes, it was just a farce. For Huan Luo, who is so elegant and arrogant, this kind of recognition undoubtedly made her collapse, even crazy.

Huan Luo tried her best. She was willing to die with Qi Canglan, and didn't want to live in this world with sadness and despair, and she didn't want to watch Qi Canglan fall into Yao Mowan's embrace!

It's just that no matter how powerful Huan Luo is, how can he beat Qi Canglan. After more than a dozen rounds, Huan Luo has already been sealed off by Qi Canglan.

"Qi Canglan, you let me go! I won't let you go to Yao Mowan! No--" Huan Luo hysterically howled, tears gushing out like spring water.

"Huan Luo, you need to calm down, and don't hurt Yao Mowan anymore. If the leader is blamed, the priest will not be able to protect you!" Qi Canglan panted lightly, and looked at Huan Luo angrily.

"Let go of me...Qi Canglan, how can you treat me like this...I love you so much..." Huan Luo roared hoarsely and roared in a hoarse voice.

"How do you do it yourself." Qi Canglan knew that Huanluo couldn't hear anything at the moment, so she threw herself away. Seeing that figure fade out of her sight relentlessly, the light in Huan Luo's eyes gradually became cold, and a strong killing intent filled her surroundings. Yao Mowan, Qi Canglan! You have caused Huanluo to do this, Huanluo needs you to pay for it!

"The big sacrifice is really ruthless. I have a new love and forget the old love. Tsk tsk..." In the corner, Ye Hongyi paced to Huan Luo, and slapped Huan Luo's acupuncture points twice, between his eyebrows. There is a wave of evil spirits.

"Ah----" The hatred accumulated in Huan Luo's heart turned into invisible sword energy, wherever the jade palm went, flying sand and rocks, the whole rockery in the back garden was razed to the ground.

"Rather than having trouble with these stones here, it is better to find a way to deal with the two dog men and women." It wasn't until Huan Luo finished venting that Ye Hongyi walked over leisurely, even his voice was wicked.

"This saint is going to kill them! Do you have a way?" Huan Luo stood up fiercely, and picked up Ye Hongyi's collar, the anger in her eyes was like a volcanic eruption, and she was uncomfortable.

"There is a way, but I don't know if Lord Saint dare?" Ye Hongyi stopped talking.

"As long as Yao Mowan's corpse can be broken into pieces, Qi Canglan will not want to live! This saint dare everything!" Huan Luo gritted her teeth and growled.

"Really dare to do anything? Even if you betray the leader?" Ye Hongyi's cold eyes were faint, and his voice was as cold as a cone.

"Yes! Even if you betray the leader!" Huan Luo has been dazzled by anger.

"Well, saint, please come with Hongyi!" Ye Hongyi led her to a path of no return by Huan Luo's impulsive energy.

In the pavilion in the back garden of the Saintess's Mansion, Diao Diao put Phoenix's tears on the stone table, his slender eyes gleaming towards Han Jinyi.

"What is this?" After a few days of getting along, Han Jinyi's impression of Diao Diao has improved a bit, and his temperament is straightforward, candid, not pretentious, and not artificial, especially since the sincerity in his bones is quite good for Han Jinyi. appetite.

"Phoenix tears, drink something that can make people amnesia." Diao Diao didn't want to hide Han Jinyi from the beginning.

"You... don't you want me to drink this thing?" Han Jinyi stood up suddenly, looking suspiciously at Diao Diao.

"If you don't drink it, you can't do it, the master said, if you don't drink, there is only a dead end." Diao Diao shrugged, his expression a little helpless. Hearing the sound, Han Jinyi couldn't help turning his eyes to the left and right. Seeing that there was no one around, he immediately got up and leaned towards Diao Diao.

"Discuss, can you pretend to drink, in fact, the deity's acting skills are still very good!" Han Jinyi deliberately lowered his voice, and talked with good words.

"This is a good idea! A big sacrifice?" Diao Diao looked at Han Jinyi with joy, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes looked behind Han Jinyi in surprise. Han Jinyi turned around when he heard the sound, but saw nothing. Man, when he turned his head, he heard two swishes in his ear, and then his body could not move like a petrified person.

"Although the master's acting skills are good, the master is not an idiot. To be on the safe side, the master is still wronged and drink!" Without a word, Diao Diao picked up the bottle and poured it into Han Jinyi's mouth. .

After drinking Qi Canglan's blood, Yao Mowan slept all day and night, and did not wake up until noon the next day.

"Water..." When Yao Mowan woke up, she only felt that her throat was dry and hot, as if there was a fire burning, so she whispered, and within a short time she saw a bowl of water being handed to her.

"Thank you... the big sacrifice?" Yao Mowan thought it was a dilemma, but when she saw the white clothes on the couch, she raised her eyes in shock, still pale with long silver hair, Qi Canglan appeared. It will always make people feel like a mansion in the gods, the immortal temperament radiating from the bones is unmatched.

"Diao Diao went out, how do you feel?" Qi Canglan's voice was soft as water, with a faint halo in his clear eyes. Yao Mowan saw the affection in those eyes, which was different from the past. Yao Mowan was a little bit at a loss for the affectionate expression so direct and undisguised.

"It's okay." Yao Mowan hurriedly took the tea cup, clasped her hands tightly, and drank water.

"Diao Diao said that your poison has not been cleared and it is not easy to get out of bed. The lunch sacrifice has ordered the people to prepare. Only when you drink the blood, the sacrifice will send them over." Yao Mowan Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes and saw that Qi Canglan had already rolled up his sleeves. When he raised his hand, the blade was turned into Qi, and a **** burst suddenly appeared on Hao Bai's wrist.

"Why do you... stop! Didn't I just drink it! Don't drink it so soon!" Seeing Qi Canglan doing this, Yao Mowan panicked and got up and walked out of the bed, hurried to Qi Canglan's side. Both hands crossed Qi Canglan's wrists, distressed.

"Why? Just drink it?" Qi Canglan's thin lips pursed a faint smile, and the affection in his eyes turned into doting.

"It's not... just to make the big sacrifice so costly, Wan'er is ashamed..." Qi Canglan's eyes were very different today, and Yao Mowan didn't even dare to look at him.

"If you are really ashamed, then remember Canglan's goodness in your heart, don't forget it too soon." Qi Canglan's words were similar to joking Yao Mowan got goosebumps. In her impression, Qi Canglan is always high above and beyond reach, not a sacred mansion that you can touch with your hand, but at this time, the smile on Qi Canglan's face is so real and heartwarming.

"This blood...enough..." If in the past, Yao Mowan would definitely reply to him, ‘Wan'er has never been such a lover! ’But at this very time, she can't tolerate any further ambiguity.

Qi Canglan sealed his acupuncture points until the teacup was overflowing.

"Drink while it's hot." Qi Canglan brought the tea cup in front of Yao Mowan and said softly, but Yao Mowan's head dripped with cold sweat. This scene was also strange.

Since I haven't thought of anything up to now, coupled with the kindness of Qi Canglan not to be thin, Yao Mowan finally took the teacup and drank the warm blood in the teacup into his stomach. It tasted fishy. Yao Mowan's choking nose forced her tears to fly away without letting herself spit it out.