The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 442: What can I do if I agree?

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Chapter 442 What can I do if I promise

"So what if I promised it, now Mo Wan wants to mention it!" Yao Mowan doesn't like to be rational, and people who are too rational will get hurt. If it hadn’t been for consideration that Lord Nan Qiang would have turned against Duan Tingting, Yao Mowan wouldn’t have forced Ye Junqing and Duan Tingting to go to court if he died, but if not, she didn’t know if she and Ye Junqing were still sitting here alive. , Yao Mowan would definitely be sensible when it was time to be sensible, as now, even if it is irrational and harmless, Yao Mowan naturally does not need to be too sensible.

"Since you want to mention it, this king just happens to have something to discuss with you." Ye Junqing would follow the vine, and immediately changed the front.

"Is it about puppets?" Yao Mowan was unreasonable.

"As soon as the Jeju matter is over, I want to find Duan Tingting and hand over the letter to her." Ye Junqing thought about this for a long time. If he didn't completely cut off his relationship with Duan Tingting, he would be really not qualified to follow him. Yao Mowan said those heartfelt words. To love Yao Mowan, the first thing is to dissolve the marriage contract.

"The prince has a high fever, right?" Yao Mowan frowned and looked at Ye Junqing.

"No." Ye Junqing responded firmly.

"That's the brain flooding! Don't say that the prince is about to dissolve the marriage contract with Duan Tingting. Even if Duan Tingting's disappearance is passed to the ears of the Lord Nam Qiang, Jeju will face the disaster of extinction. Mo Wan had to have a second way at the beginning. If you leave, you won’t force the prince and Duan Tingting to visit!” In fact, Yao Mowan should not blame Ye Junqing on this matter. On that day, Junqing threatened that even if he died, he would not visit Duan Tingting, if it were not for Yao Mowan. Forced by fate, how could Ye Junqing compromise, but the situation at the time did not allow them to make any mistakes.

Perhaps Yao Mowan thought Duan Tingting was mean when he heard ‘Biyi Gu’s’, but after Duan Tingting was willing to help them perform this play, Yao Mowan was still a little grateful to her.

"The king has decided on this matter. No matter what, this king will give up Duan Tingting!" Ye Junqing was afraid that Yao Mowan would say something more, so he simply turned his head and stopped looking at her.

Yao Mowan also felt very speechless. Fortunately, the enemy is now, this matter can be postponed indefinitely.

In the Longgan Palace, Qinglong looked at Ye Hongyi in amazement, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"The emperor wants to release the dead soul? This is absolutely impossible. The dead soul is a poisonous man and has no conscience. If he is released, the consequences are unpredictable!" In order to capture the dead soul, Qinglong did not know the consequences. It took so much thought, that battle was too tragic at that time, and the three hundred imperial guards all died at the hands of the dead soul. If the dead soul was exhausted from the battle, how could they subdue him.

"I'm going to kill Ye Junqing! I'm going to clear Ye Junqing's corpse! Yao Mowan... Yao Mowan!" Ye Hongyi's eyes were in full swing, and his body on the dragon bed trembled. He hated Ye Junqing to death. If it weren't for Ye Junqing, how could his Wan'er become like that! His Wan'er used to be very obedient and would never disobey him! It was Ye Junqing who broke Wan'er! Ye Junqing is not dead, he has trouble sleeping and eating!

"The emperor, there are many ways to kill Ye Junqing, and you don't have to release the dead soul..." Qinglong persuaded with all his heart.

"I want to see the dead soul in person! To the secret pool!" Ye Junqing didn't hear Qinglong's dissuasion at all, so he got up abruptly and walked out of Longgan Palace.

There is a quiet stone room in the back forest of the Chu Palace, which is locked all year round. At this moment, as soon as Qinglong opened the chain, Ye Hongyi couldn't wait to walk in.

Before the cold pool, the chill was chilling, and the dimly yellow Ye Mingzhu lifted up a corner of darkness. Ye Hongyi looked towards the cold pool with the light of Ye Mingzhu, but saw that the cold pool looked like a mirror, without a trace of ripples.

"The emperor, Qinglong begs you to think twice..." Even though he knew that he couldn't stop it, Qinglong pleaded.

"My heart is determined, I will not kill Ye Junqing, I will never give up!" When Ye Hongyi spoke fiercely, there was movement in the cold pool, and the pool water rippled like spring waves, stirring circles. Ripples, slowly, in the center of the cold pool, one person slowly floats on the surface of the water.

"Ye Junqing **** it!" The eardrums of the man whose hoarse voice shook like a gong were painful, and Qinglong subconsciously blocked Ye Hongyi, even though he had no martial arts.

"Death of soul, I will make a deal with you. As long as you can bring Ye Junqing's head to me, I will set you free!" Ye Hongyi spoke without hesitation, completely unaware that he was there. With what kind of person is negotiating terms.

"Kill Ye Junqing, good deed! Good deed!" In the middle of the cold pool, a person with black eyes and teeth, except for white eyes and teeth, appeared on the surface of the water. Every time the pool water ripples, there will be an iron chain. Faintly came from below the cold pool.

"Then you promised me?" Ye Hongyi confirmed.

"Of course I promised, if it weren't for Ye Junqing, how could I have been trapped here for ten years! Ten years! I think about that hairy boy every day and night, and my heart is broken!" The soul suddenly laughed wildly, the laughter echoed in the stone chamber, and the shaking Ye Hongyi subconsciously covered his ears.

"The emperor..." Qinglong's hand holding the key was shaking.

"Do you want me to unlock it myself?" Ye Hongyi asked resolutely. Speechless, although Qinglong was reluctant, but the emperor's fate was embarrassing. He had to hold the key to the organ on the left of Hantan, and spin the key ### left and right three times. It was just a momentary effort. The pool water suddenly boiled. The iron chain was like a dancing water dragon that set off stormy waves, and the cold pool water splashed, and when it landed on Ye Hongyi, it scorched his dragon robe.

"Be careful, the emperor!" Qinglong strode to the front of Ye Hongyi, blocking the invading pool for Ye Hongyi, and burned a large area behind her back. The pool water had trapped the dead soul for a long time, and had been poisoned by the dead soul. Infest.

"Ye Hongyi, I will get Ye Junqing's head back for you. If you don't make me a national teacher at the time of introduction, then the next one I will unscrew is your head!" The dead soul laughed wildly. After leaving, Ye Hongyi didn't even see him, until Shishi returned to peace, and Ye Hongyi was relieved.

"Qinglong, you should report the matter to the captain of the Iron-Blooded Corps as soon as possible, saying that the dead soul escaped, please send someone to arrest him!" Ye Hongyi didn't know the cold blood of the dead soul, and made an order immediately. Qinglong dragged his body burned by the pool water, barely taking his command, but Xin, but it seemed to hurt more than his body, he suddenly discovered that his master, Ye Hongyi, whom he has been loyal to, has changed. Must be so sinister and unfeeling! Or Ye Hongyi has always been like this, it's just that he keeps his eyes open.

The situation in Jeju is really tough. Yan Nansheng only stepped down from the battlefield at the West Gate. Huan Heng and Ben Lei went out of the East Gate to meet Cao Kun. This is obviously the enemy's wheel tactics, but Juechen and Ice Soul have invented it from time to time. Although the battle situation of new weapons is tough, it is not too tight to talk about.

At this moment, Yan Nansheng is sitting in the room in a uniform, knocking **** the tabletop.

"Does anyone tell this leader what the **** is going on! Every time Ye Junqing leaves, I don’t see an accident in Jeju!" At this moment, Yan Nansheng really regrets it, even if he ran into Meiji. So, it is more happier than the battlefield every day, thinking that a person who is so elegant in Yan Nansheng, who is dressed like this, slashes with a knife, it is really difficult to wash his face with his brain every day.

So Yan Nansheng felt that something more tragic occurred. I don't know when, a blue-colored Meiji stood in front of Yan Nansheng with an ice cube face.

"This is an illusion, isn't it?" Yan Nansheng stared at Mei Ji blankly, slowly got up, and slowly turned to the door. My mouth was muttering: This is a dream, a dream, a dream...

"Don't you think the leader should tell me something?" Mei Ji slammed forward and stopped Yan Nansheng abruptly.

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