Chapter 178： Mixed king

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Chapter 178: The Little Devil

"Chao Moxin!" When I heard these three words, Yao Mozhen’s hand, who wanted to reach out to the smugglers, was stagnant in the air, and he had a stunned color, and his lips were subconsciously twitching twice. How could it be? That kid! Yao Mozhen suddenly felt a terrible headache.

"The emperor has just summoned the king, saying that after 10 days, the congress will send envoys to Dachu, and the king will be responsible for the whole king, and the envoy is the cold and the king." The night Jun Qing’s fingers are soothing, the voice can’t cover it. Irritated.

"It's really not good news. The famous miscellaneous devil! Mo Zhen really don't understand, how can Chu Mobei suddenly let his younger brother to Dachu?" Yao Mozhen Liu Mei is close, muttering to himself .

It’s no wonder that the night Junqing will scratch his head. If Chu Mobei is insidious and sinister, then his brother is definitely blue and better than blue. Fortunately, Chu Moxin is only ten years old, and he is not as decisive as he is. brother. Anyway, his arrival is undoubtedly a big problem for Yao Mozhen.

"This king only knows that the kid is best at holding an innocent expression, doing the most black things in private... This is very similar to you." Tao, when he represented Da Chu and the Shu State, he ate a lot of bitterness.

"Wang Ye won the prize, compared to Chu Moxin, Mo Zhen is still too far behind! Hearing that the prince only said that he had two sentences, he gave the prince a cartilage scattered, ordered the soul of the soul, then locked the door, burned The fire, almost did not roast the prince." That discussion and Yao Mozhen also went, naturally know this ugly night Junqing.

"How do you know this thing?" The night Jun Qing was lifted up, questioning Yao Mozhen.

"Where is everyone known, how can you not know how?" Wang Ye can be a little bit of a slap in the face." Yao Mozhen remembers that after the incident, the night Junqing had forced everyone who went to talk to keep his mouth shut, but The prince of the Great Chu Su was actually being teased by a child. This kind of violent talk, he said that he could live in concealment.

"This mixed boy, this king must not be able to take his way this time!" Night Jun Qing angered.

"Nuo Moo first wished the lord good luck!" Yao Mo suddenly got up, and then swayed around the night Junqing, "But good luck seems to be so far away from the lord!" Leave this sentence, Yao Mozhen Ting went to the inner room.

"Hey! Don't go, this king is also living in the Guanyin Palace. It is also a person from Guanyin Palace! You are not going to join forces with the king, and you are the enemy!" This is the real purpose of the night Junqing. It is the best policy to use violent violence, and Yao Mozhen and Chu Moxin can be described as the wonders of rogues.

"Mo Zhen did not have the habit of finding abuse." With a bang, Yao Mozhen did not hesitate to close the door.

"How can this be called to abuse? If you are out of the horse, whoever is dead is still unknown, this king believes in you!" No matter what kind of praises the night Junqing said to the door, he could not let Yao Mozhen open the room again. door.

Jing Wangfu main room

Looking at the smashing and smashing of the paragraph, the night of the face is faint.

"Hey, why are you, this king has already said that no matter what happened to the king and Yao Suzhen, it is all about the scene. In this world, no one can replace your position in the heart of the king. We experience life and death together. Do you still don't understand the true heart of Zizi?" The night child sighed and persuaded, and reached out to recapture the parcel in the hands of Duan.

"A couple of five years, from the childhood to the general manager, you will not know what you think in your heart. For Yao Suzhen, you will not have to pay your heart, even if you like it, you can’t talk about it. It’s just a moment of anger, it’s not going to eat. Her vinegar." Duan Yuru took the parcel and walked to the dressing table, and smashed a few simple and simple scorpions in it.

"You know what I mean, why do you insist on going?" The night child couldn’t understand the way to Duan.

"Why are you approaching Yao Suzhen? Why are you in Zhangzhou? Do you think that these gentlenesses don't know? When the five dragons were so fierce, you promised to stay away from it, and then you escaped. You thought you would learn from it. However, I did not expect that you are still stubborn, and you are in the throne! Since you don’t listen to the words of softness, you can’t leave it as your obstacle. You have decided to go to Wanfotang to be a monk, so that you don’t have to worry about it. Duan Fu. But you can rest assured that if you are defeated, you will be your wife, and you will pay Huang Quan with you. If you have a great career, you don’t have to remember that there is a gentle person in the red dust.” Duan Yurou’s voice is calm and waveless. The tears in the eyes flashed, the couple was deep, and she was willing to give up the night, this is her last bet, she hopes that the night son can read the feelings of husband and wife, give up the battle for the throne.

"It's soft, the king is not reconciled! This big Chu Jiangshan should have been the father of the king! If it wasn't for the first emperor to use the despicable means to kill the father, today sitting on the throne should be my night!" When the father and the king died in vain, the night son has been unable to let go.

"The battle for the throne is only success or failure, there is no right or wrong! As a royal, you and I should understand this truth! Nothing, no matter what you say, it will not change your mind. After this, I would like you and me. Never see you again." Duan Yurou carried the parcel, and decided to turn away, stepping out of the room, the tears of Duan soft and silent.

Until Duan Qiruo took the sedan away from Jingwangfu, the night son never stopped. You are relieved, if you can get the emperor, you will be sealed! If the child fails, you are gone...

In the car, Duan Yurou had already cried into tears, tears fell down the cheeks, wet the clothes and broke the hearts of the people. She tried to pick up the curtains several times and wanted to rush back to hug the night, but she was hard-pressed. Lived, once upon a time, even if they experienced great wind and rain, they did not separate, but now, she only has this road.

Unconsciously, the sedan chair had already reached the woods leading to the Wanfo Hall. When Duan Yu was tearing his tears, he suddenly felt that the sedan chair had stopped.

"Wang Hao, not good!" After hearing the trembling voice of the bearer, Duan Yi softly wiped his tears, stretched out the jade fingers, and picked up the curtain of the car, he saw a dozen black people in front of him.

"Who are you?" Duan Yu soft face cold, calmly walked down the sedan chair, awesome questioning.

"We are the ones who send you to hell! Hands-on!" The black man couldn't help but say, holding a machete and rushing to Duan. The bearers on both sides saw this and greeted them on time. One of them hurriedly held the soft arm.

"Wang Hao! Go!" The whole forest was slashing in the air. The sound of the weapon rubbing the squeaky eardrum hurts. Duan Yuruo was dragged forward by the bearer, and behind him, four or five black people chased after him.

The harsh sound gradually disappeared, and more and more black people chased it up. Duan Qiruo knew that the three bearers must have been accidental.

"Zhao Wu! Let me go! You can escape by yourself!" Duan Yuxin knows that those in black are bound to gain, and they can't live without it. So, why should she take an innocent life!

"Wang Hao rest assured! The slave is to fight this life, and will also protect the king and Zhou Quan!" Zhao Wu always refused to loosen the hand of Duanrou, showing loyalty.

"You are going! Go back and tell the prince, to avenge me! Otherwise, you and I will all die, but the prince does not know anything! If you don't leave, the king will chew his tongue!" Seeing the front is the road, the paragraph is soft and push Open Zhao Wu, the trail ran in the other direction. Zhao Wu hesitated for a moment, and now ran back to Jing Wangfu.

Looking at the cliff in front of me, Duan Yurou smiled bitterly. This may be that she was pity for her, so that she did not have to see the tragic end of the night after the incident.

Yeah, it’s good to die. If the night child has a friendship with himself, he will avenge himself. This may be a turning point for him. If you can use your own death, change the life of the night, the place where she died.