The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 555: Your sister!
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Chapter 555 Your sister!
"Of course I drank it, otherwise he would let this girl have the knife, but this girl only gave him half of the drink, so... He has to endure the pain if he wants to restore his previous appearance. If he doesn't want to, he can do it anytime. Run away without people or ghosts!" Leng Bingxin raised his eyebrows, not at all feeling how cruel his actions were.
"You have a grudge against him?" Gui Daozi choked his throat. He never thought that his apprentice had the advantage of being cruel and cruel in addition to deceiving his master and destroying the ancestor.
"At the beginning, he almost strangled this girl. Today, this girl is only getting some interest, which is a bargain for him!" When changing the skin, Leng Bingxin really wanted to kill Ye Hongyi with a knife, but In view of her current situation, she didn't dare to be too arrogant. Although she had a master who protects her shortcomings, she had been in the flames for a long time, and she naturally knew that the emperor's people were not easy to provoke.
"It's fine, are you sure he has restored his previous appearance now?" Gui Daozi turned his head and looked at Ye Hongyi, then turned to Leng Bingxin.
"Don't worry, this girl is somehow a closed disciple of your dignified painter master Guidaozi, there will be no mistakes in your shot!" Leng Bingxin threw the blade in his hand while speaking, and looked at Guidaozi confidently.
"Dead girl, I am finally convinced that the old man is a master! When he has enough pain, you will send him to the sacrificial mansion and give it to the kid Qi Canglan!" Gui Daozi was called by the master Leng Bingxin. , My heart is as sweet as honey, there is no time to know whether Ye Hongyi hurts or not.
Looking at the room that is not gorgeous, but still elegant, Diao Diao twisted the water snake and walked to Yao Mowan's side.
"Master, do you really want to demolish it?" After all, it is Qi Canglan's residence. Now that the owner is not there, it's not easy to demolish the house, right? Diao Diao hesitated a little.
"Demolition!" Yao Mowan can't manage that much. Life is too short. If she is allowed to stay in such a dilapidated room, then she would be better off dead. For some reason, Yao Mowan always felt that before her memory loss, her life had always been very luxurious! Diao Diao raised his eyebrows, anyway, his task was to get close to Yao Mowan and gain her trust. As long as there is no problem in principle, she will do whatever Yao Mowan says.
"You guys don't do it yet!" As Diao Diao waved his sleeves, a dozen craftsmen were about to smash the house in front of them with hammers.
"Hold on!" Just as the craftsman was rolling his arms and sleeves, a clear voice floated. Yao Mowan and Diao Diaowen went to see a woman in Yuebai Huashang walking by. , Beauty Ruyu is talking about the woman in front of her. She folds her slender waist with microsteps, presents her wrists in a light gauze, her muscles are like fat, and her air is like orchids. The beauty of a woman lies in her cleanliness, just like a moon in the moon. One is bright.
"Who is Diao Diao, it turned out to be the sage of Huan Luo." Although Diao Diao is as famous as Huan Luo, he is the most uncomfortable with the appearance of Huan Luo, as if he is a snow lotus on the top of an iceberg. , Others are lotus blooming in the wild pond.
"What are you doing?" Huan Luo walked up to the craftsman without looking at it, staring at it coldly.
"Going back to the saint, we are here to demolish the house." Craftsman A replied respectfully.
"What is house demolition, do you know how to speak! Say it again!" Diao Diao hate stepped forward, his voice slightly threatening.
"Uh...returning to Saintess of Huanluo, we are here to redecorate this room." Craftsman Jia changed his words immediately.
"This saint is forbidden, let's go!" Huan Luo waved her hand coldly, and said nothing. The craftsmen didn't dare to neglect, so she wanted to leave, but was stopped by Diao Diao.
"You..."
"Go on, if anyone dares to walk, the legs will be discounted." Before Diao Diao could speak, Yao Mowan paced forward, her quiet eyes falling on Huan Luo with the glow of a cold moon. The craftsman behind him was in trouble. Although I heard that the emperor had appointed a new saint, Huan Luo was an old man after all, and couldn't afford to offend it.
"You are deaf! Didn't you hear what the saint Waner said!" Diao Diao waved his fists and glared at the craftsmen in front of him. He was really used to them on weekdays, and he didn't even listen to her words.
"Wan'er Saintess? Humph, are you the master here!" After listening to the diligent address, Huan Luo flashed a trace of contempt.
"Then you are?" Yao Mowan saw the irony and disdain in Huan Luo's eyes, and her heart was quite conflicted. Since they are both saints, who has the right to look down upon anyone!
"You!" Just when Huanluo was about to make a move, Diao Diao rushed to Yao Mowan with two fists eager to try. Almost at the same time, Qi Canglan, who had been standing behind Huanluo for a long time, almost moved forward. Between the two.
"Finally, dismantle it." Qi Canglan didn't want Huanluo to be in a hurry, so he compromised.
"Canglan, she is going to demolish your mansion now! How can you indulge her like this!" Huan Luo didn't expect Qi Canglan to stand by Yao Mowan's side, and her heart suddenly became cold.
"The big sacrificial ritual likes our master, so naturally I have to indulge more! Someone wants to cry? Don't, it will affect the image!" Although Diao Diao didn't like Qi Canglan, he couldn't understand it. Huanluo pestered people like a pug all day long, saying'I am doing good for you' all day long. She knew that she was a saint, but if she didn't know, she thought she was the Virgin!
"Diao Diao!" Huan Luo cleared her eyes and looked at Diao Diao like a fire, as if to use her gaze to stop him.
"Huan Luo, you go back first. The priest will find you later." Seeing that the atmosphere became more and more stiff, Qi Canglan spoke and issued an order to evict the guests.
"Canglan..." Huan Luo looked at Qi Canglan aggrievedly, and a coldness passed through her heart. Seeing that Qi Canglan didn't intend to stay, Huanluo had to turn around, and before leaving, her icy cold gaze bypassed Diao Diao and shot directly at Yao Mowan.
It's not that Yao Mowan didn't feel Huan Luo's malice, but she didn't care. Of course, Yao Mowan is not arrogant, but wants to take this matter to see his position in the eyes of these people. Obviously, those craftsmen are still more afraid of Huanluo, and even have a taboo against their own servants, but when they look at themselves, they have nothing but curiosity. And as a maid, Diao Diao dared to confront Huan Luo **** for tat. It seemed that she still underestimated the majestic girl next to her. As for Qi Canglan, although he promised to behave like arrogant, his eyes were toward Huan Luo.
It's so complicated! Yao Mowan couldn't help raising her eyebrows, amnesia? Martial arts lost? Not just what a passerby says, she will believe it!
Qi Canglan didn't turn around until Huan Luo left.
"Prepare, after tomorrow morning, follow this sacrifice to see the emperor." The wind rose, and Qi Canglan's long hair, as beautiful as a moon, was set off. The man standing in front of Yao Mowan, but in exchange for Yao Mo Wan ignored her indifferently.
What a bold woman! For the second time, Qi Canglan experienced Yao Mowan's arrogance and that kind of domineering from his bones, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. The untouchables in his mouth seemed to have a meaning to be above him.
"Which is the big sacrifice?" At this moment, Qi Canglan and the others appeared in front of Qi Canglan, pushing Ye Hongyi coldly.
"Master, this is a disciple of Gui Daozi, he said he came on business." The housekeeper is an old man who is over sixty years old. Everyone calls him Uncle Zhong.
"Understood, leave people behind, you...this is your masterpiece?" The moment when he saw Ye Hongyi, Qi Canglan's face was suddenly clouded. The face is still that face, no difference from Ye Hongyi at that time, but no matter how long Liuhai's forehead is, it can't stop the word'Animal' on it!
"What? The big sacrifice is to teach one or two?" Leng Bingxin raised his eyebrows and looked at a handsome silver-haired guy in front of him. His tone of voice seemed provocative. Of course, as a closed-door disciple of Gui Daozi, In terms of changing skins, apart from Gui Daozi, who would dare to teach her!
Seeing that Qi Canglan was silent, Leng Bingxin was about to withdraw his gaze and leave, his eyes fell on Yao Mowan as if frozen, and tears burst into his eyes.
"Master? Master, why are you here?" Lengbing rushed towards Yao Mowan in ecstasy, but was stopped by Diao Diao.
"Don't yell, she is the saint of the emperor, but not your master." Diao Diao Wugong is comparable to Qi Canglan, naturally separating Leng Bingxin and Yao Mowan effortlessly. At almost the same time, Ye Hongyi's cold eyes shot in the direction that Leng Bingxin rushed past, and his terrible hatred was undoubtedly revealed.
"Does this saint know you?" Yao Mowan stepped around Leng Bingxin with small steps and walked towards Ye Hongyi step by step.
"Holy woman...you are a holy woman! Hahaha!" Ye Hongyi laughed wildly, the hatred in his eyes rolled like a huge wave, and Yao Mowan deeply felt that it was from Ye Hongyi just a short distance away. Murder on the body. Even if you kill your father and kill your mother, it's nothing more than that.
"Master! Don't you know him? He is Ye Hongyi who is inferior to a beast! He killed your eldest sister and threw your nephew to death! Master, I am coldhearted!" Leng Bingxin noticed Yao Mowan's abnormality and reminded her in a hurry.
Yao Mowan's gaze was a little dazed. It was as cold as he said. Why does the man in front of him look at him with such a gaze? Yao Mowan was a little confused.
"Messy! Uncle loyal, put this person in the secret room for the sacrificial priest." Qi Canglan paid attention to Yao Mowan for a long time, until she was sure that she hadn't recognized Ye Hongyi at all. The butler did not dare to neglect when he heard the sound, and immediately took Ye Hongyi, who was still laughing wildly, towards the back garden.
"Master! Why don't you even recognize Bing Xin! What happened?" Leng Bingxin is not as easy to deal with as Ye Hongyi, and no matter how Diao Diao stops, Leng Bingxin is going to attack Yao Mowan. If you are not afraid of Gui Daozi's shortcomings, you will definitely punch it down, and save yourself so much effort.
"Ghost girl, don't mess around, this is the saint of the emperor, and her name is Wan'er, and she still doesn't worship the saint!" If even Ye Hongyi can't recognize it, Qi Canglan is sure that Yao Mowan will do it too. Can't recognize Leng Bingxin.
"Your sister! Go away!" Leng Bing shook off his spooky hand fiercely, and was about to step forward, but was sealed by Qi Canglan with two slaps.
"Ghost girl, you should know which line you are in. Now seeing Wan'er Saint, is it really worth your excitement?" Qi Canglan's words made Leng Bingxin sober, yeah! She is not only a disguise but also a painter, what's so strange about seeing two identical faces.
As Leng Bing was thinking about it, Qi Canglan had already solved Leng Bingxin's acupuncture points.
"You are a conspiracy! Humph!" Leng Bing stared at Yao Mowan in a daze, and turned away with his sleeves. Watching Leng Bingxin's figure fade out of his sight, Yao Mowan's eyes darkened, conspiracy? What is the conspiracy? What role did he play in this conspiracy? Waner? Is she really called Wan'er?
Too many questions hovered in Yao Mowan's mind waiting for her to solve them one by one, but she was not in a hurry now.
"What are you guys still trying to do, tear it apart." Yao Mowan spoke casually, her deep eyes without a ripple from beginning to end. Hearing Yao Mowan's words, Qi Canglan couldn't help but look sideways. Did she have no doubts in her heart just now? If so, why not ask? Yao Mowan, what a deep city!
The Dachu Palace in the cold winter was covered with snow for nearly a month, and the heavy snow like feathers was still floating in the sky, and the lead-colored sky had not cleared for a long time.