Chapter 342： Put everyone here

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Chapter 342 put everyone here

Yao Mo's imposing manner is like a hurricane attack. Qinglong's hand holding the sword can't help but tremble. Inexplicable, facing the face of Yao Mozhen's red-stained scorpion, Qinglong actually can't go. .

"Qinglong, kill all the people here, otherwise they will definitely go to Jeju to rescue the soldiers!" Yao Suzhen saw that Qinglong had shaken and immediately warned.

"Let everyone here, this palace will go back to see the emperor with you. If you don't see it with your own eyes, the emperor will never believe that the woman he spoke on the apex is not a fool. Qinglong, now this palace gives you the opportunity, once the palace Dead, you believe it or not, the emperor will be crazy." Yao Mo's cold voice seems to have the power of confusion, Qinglong hesitated for a moment, actually did not actually hurt the quicksand.

In order to see Yao Mozhen’s tragic end, Yao Suzhen was not afraid of death and promised to go back to Chu Palace with Qinglong, and Yao Mozhen only released the beads in his hands after half an hour. She believed that this half hour Inside, Tingyue has already sent quicksand and Yaotu to a safe place. At the same time that Yao Mozhen loosened the beading, Qinglong fiercely shot, and Yao Mozhen fainted.

In the Jeju pavilion, the night Junqing took over the Longjing, who had taken the scent of the children, and barely took a sip. Just then, Ben Lei suddenly ran in from the outside.

"Wang Ye, the original secret!" Ben Lei said something, handed the secret to the hands of the night Junqing, and then picked up the tea cup that the night Jun Qing could not wait to hand over. On one side, Yan Cai’s apparently ignorant of the front, wants to see the words in the night.

"The king still has to do business, if the girl does not have to worry about it, go back to rest first?" Night Jun Qing deliberately received the letter, and looked up to see the children.

"Since the prince has something, then the children will not bother. The children will go to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the prince." After picking up some of the children, they walked out of the main hall.

And when the children went far, the night Junqing opened the letter, but when he saw the contents inside, his face was pale, and the whole Teng stood up, as the flying arrow rushed out like a string.

"Wang, what happened?" Ben Lei did not expect that the night Junqing would have such a big reaction, and immediately chased out the main hall, but there is no trace of the night.

In the Hagiwara Museum, Tingyue bandaged the wounds for the quicksand, and burst into tears.

"I'm sorry..." I came back from Yao Tufu. This is the first sentence of quicksand. As a hidden guard, I have failed to protect my master. It is a dereliction of duty. If it is not Yao Mozhen who is desperate to protect him from death, he must Will be self-denying, but the owner has spent so much effort to save his life, he is so dead, who is worthy!

"Don't blame you, it's Yao Suzhen, the bastard! It was her mother who was arrested! But... what should I do now..." Tingyue’s weeping cry, the tears falling on the sand and the white cloth On the wound.

At this moment, Yao Tu, who was in a coma on another bed, finally woke up.

"Miss Three... Where is Miss San?" Yao figure struggling to get up, his turbid eyes straight to the opposite side of Tingyue. At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open by people, and the night Junqing rushed in with a blue robes, and the handsome face was as white as paper.

"What the **** is going on? How can Mo Zhen be robbed? Who did it?" The cold voice with the wrath of the top, the night Jun Qing strode to the edge of the quicksand bed, and asked sharply.

"Wang Ye! You are finally here... It is Yao Suzhen and Qinglong! They are robbing the maiden! Qinglong already knows that the maiden is stupid... Now it must be with the maiden back to the Chu Palace, Wang Ye, you want to save Save my house goddess!" At the moment of seeing the night Junqing, Tingyue fluttered to the ground and pleaded.

"The quicksand is incompetent, can't protect the master, and ask the prince to sin." On the bed, the quicksand no sees the night, and the sorrow pleads.

"The quicksand has been cut off by the green dragons. When we arrived, Qinglong had already set up an ambush... Wang Ye, the rescue of the goddess is important..." Tingyue’s sadness is for the quicksand.

"The old slaves are confused! I believe that Miss II is really remorse... The old slave is sorry for Miss Three, if Miss San has something... the old slave can not be guilty of death..." Yao Tu listened to the truth and finally understood himself. Casting a big mistake.

"Ting Yue, you take care of the quicksand and Yao Tu, this king went to rob Yao Mozhen!" Night Junqing can't wait to hear the consequences. At this moment, he only wants to see the innocent Yao Mozhen.

Just in the next second when the night Junqing rushed out of the room, it was stopped by the thunder and the wind and rain.

"Wang Ye, you can't leave at this time, Jeju may start fighting at any time. If you leave, who will preside over the overall situation!" Ben Lei was listening to the real thing outside, and immediately stopped in front of the night Junqing.

"Get out!" Night Junqing's eyes are red and sturdy, fierce shots, his fists hitting the thunder chest.

"Wang Ye! The master has our own to save, the prince can never leave Jeju, if you have the case, it is a waste of the owner's painstaking efforts!" Seeing the thunder of being beaten by the thunder, the wind and thunder and lightning four people rushed to the night In front of the Qing, it was decided to comfort.

"Yao Mozhen is doing everything for the king. This king is clearer than any of you! She only wants the king to achieve hegemony, but if this country can't share with her, what is the meaning of this king's independence? Revenge is important. , but more important... It’s a pity to take the predecessor, the king has missed the heart, if... If Mo Zhen’s accident, the king’s life can’t be loved.” The voice of the low voice is calm and sorrowful, and the night is clear. Du Fu's blood makes the listener cry.

At this moment, everyone was silent, and the thunder licked his throat, but he still couldn’t push his tears back.

"Wang Ye rest assured, Ben Lei will certainly hold Jeju, welcome the king and the master back!" Ben Lei whimpered, retreated to one side.

"After the willingness to wait with the prince, it is bound to save the master!" Rain and thunder and lightning also rose, no longer blocked. Looking at the night Junqing and the wind and thunder and lightning, the figure disappeared into his own sight. The bottom of the eye was smoldering, and Wang finally admitted that he had Yao Mo in his heart, so God, you can’t make another joke this time... ...

Tracking along the road for more than a dozen days, the night Junqing and the rain and thunder are almost non-stop, but it is still a step later. When they arrived at Chudu, Yao Mozhen was already brought into the palace by Qinglong. When I broke in, I was rushed to Yin Xue and stopped.

"Wang Ye must not act rashly, there is a master's eye line in the palace, it is better to let Yin Xue first inquire, to understand the situation and then start, to ensure that nothing is lost." Yin Xue calmly proposed.

"Yin Xue said that if we venture in, it is very likely that there will be an ambush in the middle of the night." Feng Lin also feels Yin Xue is reasonable.

"Alright, then you have to be careful." Night Jun Qingqiang calmed down and nodded.

"You protect the prince!" After Yin Xue confessed, she jumped out of the inn.

In Guan Gong, Yao Mozhen caressed the familiar tables and chairs, and the clear glimmers shimmered with light and darkness. She did not expect that she would come back so early, and she was not ready yet. What should I do?

"Yao Mozhen, you are suffering from this palace!" Looking at Yao Mo's expression of self-satisfaction, Yao Su hated his teeth.

"The second sister said this all the way, almost a few hundred times, can you change one sentence." Yao Mo squinted at Yao Suzhen, and turned to sit on the chaise longue, no florist and Xiaoyou, this chaise chair seems A lot bigger.

"Hey, it’s still so hard to die. You are afraid that you never dreamed that you would fall into the hands of the palace?" Yao Suzhen sneered at Yao Mozhen, and she suddenly couldn’t wait to see the night horror. How the face and Yao Mozhen’s death are miserable.