The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 521: Difficult choices
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Chapter 521 Difficult choices
Yan Nansheng only felt the cool breeze behind him, and his body couldn't help but tremble, so he turned around. In an instant, the world changed color, the sun and the moon were dark, Yan Nansheng jumped up without hesitation for half a second. Long away.
"Farewell to Junqing for this lord!" Yan Nansheng's voice was lingering in the air, but the person was long gone, but on the roof, Meiji's figure was still standing there, under the cold wind, that body It seemed a little thinner.
"Mei Ji dared to show up here! Yin Xiong!" On Yao Mowan's side, Chu Mobei's numb legs finally eased a little, and then he shouted. At almost the same time, the man on the roof was unwilling Up.
"Master, you are looking for someone to get me down! Bing Xin is afraid of heights! Uh...Help...Help!" Just as Leng Bingxin was shivering and shouting, the foot was unstable, and the whole person got out of the room. The top rolled down, but fortunately Yin Xue caught him in time, otherwise there would be a rare disguise wizard in the world.
"Wan'er and this prince are really inspiring!" After hearing Leng Bingxin's call for help, Chu Mobei suddenly felt a curve of relief at the corner of his lips.
Just now, he was still thinking about how to avenge Yan Nansheng's attack on him. Had it not been for Yan Nansheng to seal his acupuncture points with a unique secret method, would he have stood in the cold wind for so long! Even if he likes Yao Mowan, he doesn't have to be so self-abusing!
Of course, Chu Mobei wouldn’t tell Yao Mowan even if he died. Chu Mobei was sure to be tight-lipped about the face of men. At that time, Yan Nansheng also caught Chu Mobei. Psychology, will be so unscrupulous.
"What do you say?" Yao Mowan asked, turning her eyes to look at Chu Mobei, raising her eyebrows.
"Wan'er doesn't hate Yan Nansheng? All day long with a face that is not male and female, he really thinks he is a beautiful man! Now it seems that not all women buy his account! "Chu Mobei said angrily, but in the days when Yan Nansheng appeared, his self-confidence was once greatly hit.
"His Royal Highness thinks so?" Yao Mowan looked strange and suddenly said.
"Ah, yes!" Chu Mobei looked at Yao Mowan in a daze.
"Mo Wan doesn't know what other women think. Mo Wan only said that if the leader of Yan stays for a few more days, Mo Wan will probably resist the pressure and go to Fengyu Villa." Yao Mowan said casually.
"What are you going to do at Fengyu Mountain Villa?" Chu Mobei looked suspiciously at Yao Mowan, with no confusion.
"Go to be the lord's wife!" Yao Mowan raised her lips with a smile, turning to walk towards the main hall. Behind him, Chu Mobei's lips twitched, and three black lines gradually floated on his forehead. Damn Yan Nansheng, maybe it's time to find someone to disfigure him!
"His Royal Highness, do we want to keep up?" Huangfu Junxiu asked, behind Chu Mobei.
"Fart, this prince's leg is numb, help me go back!" At the moment when he felt his legs stiff, Chu Mobei wanted to cramp Yan Nansheng.
In the main hall, Ye Junqing was sitting at the square table, and he lingered to move his chopsticks. No matter what Yu Funing said, he would wait for Yao Mowan to come. It wasn't until he heard the report from the next person that there was an expression on his face.
"Yao Mowan is here for a while, the prince can remember Fu Ning's words!" Seeing that Ye Junqing had changed so much before and after, Yu Funing was worried from the bottom of her heart, and she was suddenly unsure. She broke the boat and sunk the boat. .
"This...Is this not so good?" Ye Junqing is ugly to Yu Funing, his expression is very tangled.
"In the beginning, the prince promised Fu Ning to act in this play. If the prince stopped acting in the middle, what would be the situation of Fu Ning? Does the prince really think about Fu Ning?" Yu Funing took Ye Jun. Qing's benevolence was inspired by words.
"But..." Ye Junqing's eyes were tangled.
"The prince no longer hesitates so much, Yao Mowan can follow Chu Mobei! The prince Jieshi can't blame Fu Ning!" Yu Funing warned coldly.
At this moment, Yao Mowan stepped on light steps, long overdue. Seeing that it was Yao Mowan, Ye Junqing instinctively wanted to get up, but was forced down by Yu Funing.
"Mo Wan, you are here!" Seeing Yao Mowan's clear gaze, Ye Junqing felt guilty from the bottom of his heart, and he was less confident in speaking.
"Yeah." Yao Mowan did not look at Ye Junqing, but sat on the opposite side, and Tingyue respectfully served her rice and soup.
"Why did Marshal Yao come here alone? Fu Ning just saw His Royal Highness coming in front of your room. Just now, the King said that he would have a drink with His Royal Highness. This time, the great victory of Jiangcheng, His Royal Highness has done something. Don't miss it!" Yu Funing's lips curled up beside Ye Junqing, smiling again and again.
"Oh? The prince thinks that the Jiangcheng victory is due to Chu Mobei, not Huan Heng. Does He Lianpeng have any credit for them!" Yao Mowan lifted the porcelain bowl and looked straight towards him with cold eyes. Ye Junqing.
"Of course..." Ye Junqing only wanted to speak, and was stopped by Yu Funing.
"Old General Huan and the others are meritorious, but as ministers, this is their own business, but His Royal Highness is different. If it were not for Yao Marshal's face, His Royal Highness would not stay and sit for the King. For mentioning this, the prince should really thank Marshal Yao!" Yu Funing forced Ye Junqing onto Liangshan as soon as he turned around.
"Mo Wan, you have worked hard during this period of time, this king respects you!" Ye Junqing's respect, seemingly courteous, but it is clear that Yao Mowan is regarded as an outsider, maybe Ye Junqing has no consciousness At this point, Yu Funing knew that Yao Mowan would definitely feel it.
Seeing Ye Junqing raising the cup, Yao Mowan paused for a while, banged the bowl on the table, and immediately ordered Tingyue to invite Chu Mobei.
"This matter is the credit of Mobei. As a prince, Mo Wan is also a husband and wife. Since the prince wants to respect, she should respect Mo Wan's husband!" Yao Mowan said coldly, her eyes solemn. On the opposite side of the square table, Ye Junqing's handsome face suddenly tightened, and the jealous feelings of inexplicable jealousy hit the ocean. Ye Junqing didn't even know how he put down the wine glass, and the four words "fu sing woman follow" reverberated in his mind. .
So that night, Ye Junqing and Chu Mobei were drunk and drunk, while Yao Mowan was watching coldly. Yu Funing was delighted, and she was one step closer to her goal.
The next day, no one mentioned what happened last night, but what happened last night took root in their hearts.
"Enlighten the prince, Helianpeng's army of half a million is ready, and only wait for the prince to order, you can attack the city!" On the tower, Helianpeng was brave and heroic in a golden armor.
"Okay! Siege!" Ye Junqing shouted loudly, and He Lianpeng immediately took the lead, and personally led an army of 500,000 to rush to Yangshuo Xicheng.
Upstairs in Jiangcheng City, Ye Junqing, Yao Mowan, Chu Mobei and Huan Heng are all standing at the mouth of the sharp wind and waves, looking directly at the Yangshuo city tower in the smoke of gunpowder. They are confident that the golden armor is invincible in everyone’s eyes. They all have extremely high expectations, and they firmly believe that this battle must be triumphant!
As long as Yangshuo is taken, three more cities will be able to enter the imperial city. Ye Hongyi, you have been waiting for a long time! Mo Xin, Jun Qing vowed to chop off Ye Hongyi's head for you! Ye Junqing stared at the direction of the imperial palace, and a terrible wave of anger rolled in his heart.
Since God let her live, some people are doomed to die! Madam Gao is dead, Dou Xianglan is dead, Yao Zhenting is dead, Yao Suluan is also dead, Ye Hongyi! Now only you are left!
Amid the flames of fire, Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing looked at each other. Although they were speechless, they knew best what each other was thinking.
Just as everyone was eagerly waiting, the battlefield was reversed! The golden warriors who had been marching forward were suddenly defeated. In the smoke of gunpowder, Ye Junqing and the others clearly smelled a very pungent smell, and screams screamed.
At this moment, no one cares where the smell comes from. Everyone's eyes fell on the soldiers fighting to death on the battlefield. The explosions rang, and the screams got closer and closer, until everyone passed through. When Gunsmoke saw the scene in front of him clearly, his heart was broken.
Not far from the tower, the soldiers wearing golden armors each covered their faces and wailed in agony. The golden armors on their bodies were melting and flowing with gold.
"It's the golden water!" Yao Mowan said in horror, and a strong chill burst into her eyes. She had countless calculations, but she did not expect Yangshuo to use the golden water to deal with the golden armor. At this moment, the switch on the chest of the golden armor Most of them are turned into gold and water, the switch fails, and the black **** with the size of nails are infinitely powerful.
The scene in front of me was too miserable. Ye Junqing leaned on the tower, seeing half a million soldiers harming each other, but there was nothing he could do about it. Yao Mowan felt even more regretful. One hundred thousand soldiers lost their lives to Huangquan, and my heart was so painful that Yao Mowan felt a blur in front of his eyes, and darkness was coming as expected.
"Mo Wan!" When Yao Mowan fell to the ground, her body fell into a warm embrace, but how warm her embrace could withstand the coldness in her heart, the wailing in her ears was as sharp as a blade Stabbing her heart.
One step wrong, the wilderness hides its bones, and there is nowhere to say sadness!
Chu Mobei took Yao Mowan into his arms, and his deep and secluded eyes coldly glanced at the miserable scene downstairs in the city, and then absolutely left the tower.
"General! You can't go!" At this moment, Ben Lei desperately stopped Huan Heng, who was about to rush down the tower, with a deep cry in his voice, seeing the brothers who lived and died in the ordinary day die as miserably. , Ben Lei is not heartache, but if he goes on now, he will undoubtedly be hit by those black bullets and die worthless.
"Ben Lei! Let go! He Lianpeng... You must hold on! Let go! The old man is going to save them! You let go! Quickly take off the golden armor, quickly take off—" Huan His eyes were red, blue veins burst up on his forehead, and under his white eyebrows, tears crisscrossed his eyes.
"Don't let go! Ben Lei can't let you go to death!" How could Ben Lei be Huan Heng's opponent, he was thrown to the ground by Huan Heng in three or two, vomiting blood. But even so, Ben Lei still clung to Huan Heng's legs, and didn't let go of his madness.
"Benlei will not let go! Benlei will not let go...the old general...how do you rescue General Helian with your flesh and blood..." Downstairs wailed and screamed, and Benlei shook his head desperately. Ren's tears blurred his vision.
"It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be--" The next second Huan kicked and rushed to the thunder, he also fainted to the ground.
"Lord!" Ben Lei looked in the direction of Huan Heng's collapse, and saw Ye Junqing standing upright in front of him, his raised palms stagnant in the air, without a trace of expression on his face.
"Wang...Lord!" Then, Ye Junqing's body fell straight down like a statue, unconscious.