The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 493: Meeting is not as well known

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Chapter 493 Meeting is worse than being famous

In order not to be suspicious, Yao Mowan and Chu Mobei did not say much after toasting, but instead turned to the seats of the monarchs of various countries.

"Mo Wan admired Zhou Wudi's name for a long time. When I saw it today, it was not as well known as meeting each other." Yao Mowan held a luminous cup and swayed to Zhou Yun's face, her eyes glowing with inexplicable gloom.

"Uh...cough cough! Now Chu Empress is the prince of Dashu. From now on, the husband will sing and sing, and there will be some nostalgic things, so let's do nothing!" Zhou Yun saw that Yao Mowan didn't mean to toast, and simply put the wine glass back again. To the table.

He only said that at the beginning of the Jeju battle, he sent 300,000 troops out on his front foot. Within a few days, the Qixia coalition forces outflanked them. As a result, he did not take advantage of Jeju and lost four cities in vain. Because of this incident, he almost died of illness, all of which is attributed to Yao Mowan. This time, if it hadn't been for the instructions above, he really wanted to hack Yao Mowan to vent his hatred.

"What are you? Mo Wan is doing things, when is it your turn to be here! Zhou Yun, this palace has never held grudges, but if you remember them, it would be very terrible!" Yao Mowan Leaning over to Zhou Yun's side, the smile in his eyes grew stronger.

"Yao Mowan!" Zhou Yun is the prince of a country. When did he receive such insults and immediately collapsed, but Yao Mowan pressed his shoulders hard.

"This is Dashu, even if the King Zhou disregards his own face, he still has to give the King Shu a bit of noodles!" Yao Mowan seemed to have a deep sense of temptation.

"Hmph! I want to kill you, no one can stop it!" Zhou Yun turned a deaf ear to Yao Mowan's words, and when he wanted to get up again, he was stopped by Chu Mobei.

"It's rare that the king of Zhou came to Shu to participate in the wedding of the prince, Mobei respects you!" When Chu Mobei toasted, his deep and deep eyes shot out awe-inspiring cold light, even though Zhou Yun was arrogant and arrogant. But it was no match for Chu Mobei's innate domineering king. So under Chu Mobei's cold eyes, Zhou Yun drank a glass of wine and stopped looking at Yao Mowan.

"Why do you want to mess with Zhou Yun? Are you not afraid of stunning the snake?" After leaving his seat, Chu Mobei looked at Yao Mowan in confusion.

"At that time, Zhou Yun poured one-third of Dazhou's troops into Jeju, which undoubtedly showed that he had reached an alliance with Wuming! Just now you also saw that he was not even willing to buy the account of King Shu. This shows that What?" Yao Mowan raised her eyebrows and looked at Chu Mobei, and asked in a low voice.

"It means that the emperor father has been controlled by the unknown! Just now, the prince wanted to talk to the emperor, but the emperor was indifferent and did not even give the prince any hint. This is unreasonable. Even if the emperor does not speak, at least he should There is a look!" Chu Mobei looked worried.

"Ah...If...If Mo Wan said that the person was not the King of Shu, would it make more sense?" Yao Mowan noticed that those dead men who had been disguised had a look on their faces. Differences, just tell the truth.

"Yao Mowan, what did you say? You said..." Just when Chu Mobei was shocked, he listened only to the table on the left. The dead men who were disguised had foamed their mouths, and the rest of the Dashu officials Also fainted.

"It's not the time to struggle, the play will continue." As Yao Mowan spoke, her body was piled up on the ground as soft as bones. At the same time, Chu Mobei's limbs were weakened by Yao Mo. Wan sideways.

"Why is this prince really hit by the cartilage powder? Yao Mowan, how are you?" After realizing that he was hit by the cartilage powder, Chu Mobei was shocked. He had already made a careful plan, could it be One hundred secrets?

"Why is this? Come on! Come on!" Yao Mowan ignored Chu Mobei and shouted with difficulty.

"Yao Mowan! No one will come to save you if you break your throat!" At this moment, Zhou Yun, who was just stunned by Yao Mowan, paced with his fat belly. Come here.

"Zhou Yun? What the **** is going on? King Qi! King Xia! King Loulan! Lord Han! Han Yue..." Yao Mowan frowned and looked at her already lying on the table. When the breath of the dead, I feel guilty in my heart. The nameless old treacherous cunning, a little careless will let him see the clues, so she had to sacrifice these people in exchange for the nameless faith.

"Stop yelling! They are all dead! Yao Mowan! Didn't you say that you have a lot of grudges! Tell you! I also have a lot of grudges! You let me lose four cities, and I will cut you off! "Zhou Yun's eyes flushed a long time ago, he immediately drew out his dagger and stabbed Yao Mowan fiercely. Almost at the same time, Chu Mobei worked hard to reach Yao Mowan and suddenly shot.

Blood, winding down from Zhou Yun's dagger, dyed Chu Mobei's already bright red suit.

"Chu Mobei! You..." Yao Mowan looked at Chu Mobei whose left arm was injured in amazement, and her heart was shocked, causing Chu Mobei to be injured, which she did not expect.

"Zhou Yun! This is Dashu, don't be too presumptuous!" Chu Mobei glared at Zhou Yun angrily, his eyes like cones. It is true that he doesn't like Yao Mowan, but he can't watch her being stabbed to death under his nose. Later when Yao Mowan mentioned this matter, Chu Mobei was only an opponent who could get his Chu Mobei eyes, Yao Mowan could only die in his hands.

"Dashu? Huh! Chu Mobei, open your eyes and take a look. It's really your old man sitting on the dragon chair!" When Zhou Yun snorted coldly, Qian Mian walked off the dragon chair step by step. In front of Chu Mobei.

"Everyone in the world is Tao Dashu prince wise and incomparable. Don't Qianmen think that's just that! You can't even recognize your own laozi. You are really not ordinary." Qianmen said, tearing the skin on his face. Come down, revealing a face without eyebrows.

"Emperor Father..... How do you do to Emperor Father!" Chu Mobei Jian frowned, struggling to prop up his body to grasp the thousand faces, but his body was soft and boneless, and the thousand faces only lightly pushed, Chu Mobei had fallen to the ground, and his injured left arm rubbed against the ground, blood dripping.

"Unable to withstand a blow! Tsk tsk, this face is the best, Zhou Wang, borrow the dagger!" With a grim face, he took the dagger in Zhou Yun's hand, and then pointed the tip of the dagger at Chu Mobei.

"Thousands of faces! Do you dare! You are not worthy of even giving Chu Mobei shoes to Chu Mobei with your cheap dog! Call Wuming out!" On one side, Yao Mowan violently stood in front of Chu Mobei, Qiushui's eyes straight. Seeing a thousand faces, I am not afraid of the sharp edge close at hand.

"Dare to scold Lieutenant Ben as a dog! You..." Just as Qianmen raised his dagger, a strong voice suddenly sounded.

"Stop!" Seeing that it was nameless, Qianmian was unwilling, but still threw the dagger and retreated to the side.

"Anonymous Lieutenant, you promised to dispose of Yao Mowan to me. You can't go back!" Zhou Yun reminded.

"Wang Wang rest assured, Wuming did what Wuming said!" When Wuming nodded, he was already standing in front of Yao Mowan. Behind him, Meiji followed suit in a Chinese dress.

"Anonymous, you are so despicable, and I will treat you as a friend of Babai! You did such an ungrateful thing!" Chu Mobei ignored the knife wound on his arm and clenched his hands into fists.

"Nephew Mobei, if Lieutenant Ben Du doesn’t think about his brotherhood, how can he save your life? Don’t worry, your father is fine. He is currently locked in the stone room. Later Lieutenant Ben Du will I'll take you to see him." Compared to the first time I saw him, the black and white hair on Wuming's head has mostly turned black, his complexion is ruddy, his skin is firm and radiant, his visual inspection is in his prime, but his sixtieth birthday is actually gone.

"Anonymous, you are so tactical! In fact, the bride in the whole scene can be any passerby. Why do you want to be attached to this palace?" At the moment the namelessness came out, Yao Mowan's uneasy heart was finally stable. After coming down, planning for so long, after all, was not in vain.

"Because Lieutenant Bendu loves you! Prince Dashu, how many women can't ask for a title!" The nameless eyebrows were smiling, and the eyes flashed sharply.