The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 573, see the money eye

The three thousand two of the Lord's Lord are of course to pay, what about you? Yao Mo's words, humming and whispering.

"The master, you have to pay!" Yan pushed the cold Jinyi, watching Yao Mozhen's expression is awkward.

"Everyone who walks into Juxianlou must pay, of course, only tonight. But you have the choice, one, don't enter, two, help Bingxin Zhang Luo meals." Yao Mozhen's fairness and sternness make cold ice heart stunned It seems that it’s the same thing in Yao Mo’s heart!

"Jin Yi, go back, don't eat it!" I hate to look at Yao Mozhen, disappointed.

"Here is six thousand and two flames, and the holy treasurer is good." Han Jinyi did not care, and now he took out six thousand and two flame coins and handed it to Yao Mozhen.

"Jin Yi! You..." Seeing Han Jinyi walked into the main hall, and squatted to Yao Mo, and then he followed.

After the four people were seated, the night Jun Qing party slowly walked down from the third floor.

"Night Junqing? How come you are here?" At the moment of seeing the night Junqing, Chu Mo Xin Teng got up, unbelievable, Chu Mobei and Han Jinyi heard the sound, and there was a moment of silence in the bottom of my heart. Today's night Jun has no previous style, and the skinny body makes his blue robes look particularly wide.

"You are all there, why can't you be there?" Looking at the shock in the eyes of Chu Moxin, the heart of the night is as clear as the gray, and Yao Mozhen has always been the most painful and indifferent. Well stayed in Loulanhuang, went to Xinxiang, what? The sudden appearance of Chu Mobei and Han Jinyi also explains what!

"How is that? We can be there, you can't!" Chu Mo is anxious, there is a night in the Qing, if Yao Mo is out, he must go with him.

"Min faith! Chu Wang please sit." Chu Mobei showed a full demeanor, the focus now is not the existence of the night Junqing, but Yao Mozhen!

"Master, night Junqing did not give money?" Han Jinyi side, jumped up, cold and cold pointed to the night Junqing and Yin Xue behind him.

"Nothing!" Not waiting for Yao Mozhen to speak, cold ice heart bluntly.

"Why!" I don't think so.

"By they are friends of the treasurer, some people are not careful with friends!" Cold ice seems to have a deep look at the cold brocade. Han Jinyi is speechless. He really doesn't know when he has a friend. In his eyes, he is a god, a nemesis. He really wants to get rid of this demon in minutes.

"Repairing the flute?" Yao Mozhen ignored the cold ice heart and screaming, and walked around the long table to the side of the Kaishou flute sitting in the corner.

"To eat together." Yao Mozhen softly opened his mouth with a hint of shackles.

"Don't you! I have to wait for the cognac and the cousin, they won't want me!" Qi Xiu fluttered his head and looked at the door, his voice reluctantly with a heavy crying.

"They went out to work, and some geniuses came back, because they were in a hurry, so let me tell you. Like you are so smart, smart and brave, if they don't, it's a fool. Then you are joking with you, you are I don't know how much I have both of them." Yao Mozhen said in disbelief, 嫉妒 萝? Hey.

"Really?" Kai Xiu flute turned to look at Yao Mozhen, the light in the eyes glittered.

"I also want to be fake. Eat fast, thin is not handsome!" Yao Mozhen dialed the small head of the whistle, nodded.

This scene fell in the eyes of the Chu desert, the heart, suddenly uncomfortable.

"What are your inks? Let's hand over Yao Mozhen!" Chu Moxin resisted tearing his tears back and shouted loudly.

"Is it not the shopkeeper who will hand over Yao Mozhen, you will no longer be entangled?" Yao Mozhen took the repair and flute to the table, and looked at the people in good color.

"Of course, who do you think you are!" Chu Moxin raised his eyebrows, and of course he spoke.

"Well, you are eating first, this shopkeeper will bring out your so-called Yao Mozhen." Yao Mosong opened the repair of the flute and turned to the stairs.

"Yao Mozhen is Yao Mozhen, what is called the so-called Yao Mozhen..." Chu Moxin muttered his mouth, and the blind man subconsciously fell to the Qiu.

"What is your name?" Chu Moxin looked at the little boy who was caught by himself at the time.

"Turn off your ass!" Kai Xiu flute ruthlessly replied, and the sly Chu Mo Xin was flushed.

"You are unassuming to teach!" Chu Moxin took a picture of the desktop.

"You are owed to tutoring, and your whole family is owed to tutoring!" The repair of the flute fell off the chopsticks, and the movement made was even bigger than that of Chu. On one side, the forehead of Chu Mobei suddenly floated three black lines.

Even so, the atmosphere in the main hall is still tense, and people feel that breathing is difficult. The night is not clear, so when you hear Yao Mozhen say that he can bring out people who have not missed him for three months, the heart seems to follow. Yao Mozhen flew away and could not hold himself.

"Don't you say that you don't know the whereabouts of the master?" Yin Xue looked coldly at the cold heart.

"I will know it in a minute." Cold ice heart sighed, but had no choice but to shrug.

Almost half a cup of tea, Yao Mozhen slowly walked down the stairs, Chu clothing plus, long hair up, the white gauze on his face no longer exists. At this moment, Yao Mozhen, both on his body and on his head, is exactly the same as the painting on the watch list.

"Mo Mo? Mo Zhen! I finally found you!" At the moment I saw Yao Mozhen, the night Jun Qing suddenly got up, the deep eyes gleamed and looked at the people who made him think. Children, the tears of the night Junqing, silently slipped.

"Yao Mozhen... Is it really you?" Chu Mobei couldn't help but get up and slowly walked up the stairs, and there was a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Yao Mozhen! What are you running, let this little king look for it!" At the moment of seeing Yao Mozhen, Chu Moxin said that his nose was sour and uncomfortable.

"Ugly, you can let the Lord's Lord worry about death." Han Jinyi was excited, and there was light flashing through the eyes.

Until the night Junqing’s hand wanted to meet Yao Mozhen’s moment, Yao Mozhen suddenly stopped.

"Let you be disappointed, I am not Yao Mozhen, but the treasurer of this Juxianlou, surnamed Sheng, called 婉儿, everyone can be the same as before, call me the holy treasurer, you can also call me a child, but not Called Yao Mozhen.” Yao Mozhen spoke openly, her appearance, a good explanation of the problem.

"You are not Mo Zhen? How is this possible!" The thunder is cracked, the night of the night is clear, and the mind is squeaking. If the person in front of you is not Yao Mozhen, who believes!

"The big world, no wonder, what kind of strangeness is there like the children of Chu?" Looking at the reaction of everyone in front of him, Yao Mozhen once again firmly believes that although the four people have missed Yao Mozhen, but no one has Overnight Junqing.

"Master... What happened in the past three months? You... don't remember us?" Night Jun Qing Qing, Yin Xue tears his eyes, his voice choked low.

"I am really not Yao Mozhen. In fact, those thieves are confessing to the wrong person. Only then will this misunderstanding be caused. I am sorry to let everyone down, but the truth is that no one can change. Now the truth is white, nephew. It is also a confession to you. After that, my nephew is not willing to bring a veil to live, so I hope that you can cancel the list of Yao Mozhen in Loulan. If you continue this way, you will be troubled." Yao Mozhen asked for permission. .

"You are Yao Mozhen! Why don't you admit it? Are they threatening you? We are so many people, I am afraid that the white hair will not be finished!" Chu Moxin rushed forward and grabbed Yao Mozhen, his voice was very excited.

"I'm sorry..." Looking at the tears of Chu Moxin's eyes, Yao Mozhen suddenly felt that she was too cruel, but she could not tell these people that she was Yao Mozhen, to deceive their feelings!

"This king does not want you to be sorry! The king wants Yao Mozhen!" Chu Moxin said in his mouth, crying like a small beast, tears brushed out, full of hope, but this is the result, Chu Mo There is no way to accept the letter.

"There are so many people who care about it, and I want to be Yao Mozhen, but if you take the title of Yao Mozhen, you will accept the feelings of your love, so you can't do it." "At a moment, Yao Mozhen suddenly felt that if there was no control behind Sikongmu, there was a start and a monitor of magic, she was really doing Yao Mozhen, which is also a good thing."

"You are not Yao Mozhen? Why is it so long?" Chu Mo believes that he can't help, one side, the night Junqing, Chu Mobei and Han Jinyi are silent, looking at the woman in front of the eyes, hoping to find out can convince Your own reasons.

"I don't want to worry about it, but unfortunately this face given by my parents, I can't help." Yao Mozhen shrugged and walked down the stairs to the table.

"Bing Xin?" Yin Xue questioned, hoping to get an answer in the cold heart.

"She is indeed not the master. At least Bingxin dares to guarantee her face with no life." The voice of Cold Bing has a bitter bitterness. It is indeed not easy to change. It is hard to say that the skin can be changed. The words of the ghost are never allowed. Even if she saw the appearance of her nephew before the secret room, what can be explained by just a few words!

Even if there is doubt in the heart, Leng Bingxin can't rush to open it. Once the ghost's life is in the hands of Si Kongmu, the second thing is very important. She can't guarantee that the children will be arrogant at this time. It’s not Yao Mozhen, and because of her words, she gave the wrong information to everyone, and the consequences are not what she can afford.

When the cold ice heart language was closed, all the faces flashed a disappointing look. Perhaps she was not Yao Mozhen. Otherwise, she had no reason not to recognize each other.

Chu Mobei secretly sighed and returned to his seat silently. He had his own thoughts on his side. On one side, he also took Han Jinyi back to the table.

"She is not the Yao Mozhen you are looking for! I grew up with her since childhood, can't be wrong!" added.

"If you are not Yao Mozhen, you should not hold this face, see that the king does not give you a flower!" Chu Mo believes in anger and anger, and he wants to go forward. In the heart of the shock, when he shot, he saw the whistle in front of Yao Mozhen.

"There is a young man, no one wants to bully her!" The seven-eight-year-old child, his face was determined to be determined, and a pair of obsidian scorpions shot a firm light. At this moment, Kai Xiu flute has already called out seven small snakes, and seeing the colorful snakes wrapped around the Kaishou flute arm, Yao Mozhen shivered and could not help but lick his throat.

"Min faith, can not be rude." Chu Mobei promptly recalled Chu Moxin, turned to look at Yao Mozhen.

"The holy treasurer is no stranger, and the indifferent and Yao Mo loved the same mother and son. Originally full of hope, now it is such a result, he will inevitably play some temper." The evil spirit of the scorpion contains the shade of the shade, Chu Mobei When talking, Yao Mozhen felt a cold wind attack, a chill came from the soles of his feet, and the intuition told her that this man is not a simple character. Among them, she is the most defended!

"In this regard, my nephew deeply regrets, so put down a banquet, and talk about comfort." Yao Mo sighed and sighed, sitting back to his position, Kai Xiu jing see Chu Mo Xin no longer hands, since the small The snake sat next to Yao Mozhen.