Chapter 442： What can I promise?

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Chapter 442 promised what can be done

"What is the promise, now Mo Zhen wants to mention!" Yao Mozhen does not like to reason, if people are too rational, they will be hurt. At the beginning, if I didn’t take care of the Nanqiang main club because of the fact that Duan Tingting’s business was out of the way, Yao Mozhen’s death would not force the night Junqing and Duan Tingting to worship, but if not, she did not know that she and the night Junqing still had no life to live here. When this reason is right, Yao Mozhen will be rational, as it is now, even if it is irrational and harmless, Yao Mozhen naturally does not have to be too rational.

"Since you want to mention, this king also has something to discuss with you." The night Jun will be able to follow the vine, and immediately turned the front.

"Is it something about you?" Yao Mo's unreasonable.

"When the Jizhou thing is over, the king wants to find Duan Tingting and hand over the book to her." This matter has been thought for a long time. If he does not completely clear the relationship with Duan Tingting, he is not qualified to speak with Yao Mozhen. Say those words. To love Yao Mozhen, the first thing is to dissolve the marriage contract.

"Wang Ye high fever?" Yao Mo frowned to see the night Junqing.

"No." Night Junqing responded firmly.

"That is the brain is in the water! Do not say that Wang Ye wants to cancel the marriage contract with Duan Tingting, even if the disappearance of Duan Tingting is passed to the main ears of Nanqiang, Jeju will face the disaster of extinction, but Mo Zhen had to have a second road, Will not force Wang Ye and Duan Tingting to worship!" In fact, in this matter, Yao Mozhen should not blame the sin night Junqing, when the day and night Junqing threatened to die, it will not be with Duan Tingting, if not by Yao Mozhen How can the night Junqing compromise? It was only the situation at the time that they could not allow them to make a mistake.

Perhaps when I heard the ‘Bing Locust’, Yao Mozhen felt that Duan Tingting was despicable, but after Duan Tingting was willing to help them play this play, Yao Mozhen was still grateful to her.

"This matter has been decided by the king. In any case, the king will take a break from Tingting!" Night Jun Qingsheng was afraid that Yao Mozhen would talk about something more, and simply turned around and stopped looking at her.

Yao Mozhen also feels very speechless, but fortunately the enemy is currently, this matter can be postponed indefinitely.

In the Dragon Palace, Qinglong was shocked to see the night, and his heart was uneasy.

"The emperor wants to release the soul of the dead? This is absolutely impossible, the soul is a poisonous person, there is no conscience, if you let him out, the consequences are unpredictable!" In order to arrest the dead soul, they did not know how much they spent. Mind, the battle was too fierce at that time. Three hundred imperial city guards died in the hands of the dead soul. If they were exhausted, they could subdue him.

"I want to kill the night Junqing! I want to clear the night to the princes! Yao Mozhen..... Yao Mozhen!" The night of the game is like a sly, the body sitting on the dragon couch is trembling, he hates Dead night Junqing, if it is not the night Junqing, how can his nephew become like that! His nephew was obedient before and never disobeyed him! It’s all nights and the seals are broken! The night is not dead, he sleeps hard!

"The emperor, there are many ways to kill the night Junqing, not necessarily to release the soul of the dead..." Qinglong bitterly persuaded.

"Hey, go to see the soul in person! Go to the Mitan!" Night Junqing did not hear the dissuasion of Qinglong, suddenly got up and walked out of the Dragon Palace.

There is a quiet stone room in the back of the Chu Palace, which is locked all year round. At this moment, Qinglong only opened the chain, and the night game could not wait to go in.

Before the cold pool, the cool night, the dim night pearls set off the dark corner, the night red game looked at the cold pool by the light of the night pearl, but saw the cold pool like a mirror, no trace of waves.

"The emperor, Qinglong asks you to think twice..." Even if you know that you can't stop it, Qinglong still begged.

"Yu mind has been decided, do not kill the night Junqing, you will never give up!" At the moment of the night of the game, the cold pool has a movement, the pool of water is like a spring wave, stirring up a circle of shackles, slow Slow, at the center of the cold pool, one person slowly floated on the water.

"Night Junqing **** it!" The hoarse voice is like a broken man's eardrum, and Qinglong subconsciously blocks in front of the night game, even if he has no martial arts.

"Death soul, you can make a deal with you, as long as you can bring the head of the night Junqing to you, you will let you free!" Night Hung didn't hesitate to speak, completely unaware of what he was doing. A person is talking about conditions.

"Killing the night is clear, good things! Good things!" In the middle of the cold pool, in addition to the white eyes and teeth, the whole body of the dark people surfaced, and every time the pool of water sways, there will be an iron chain from the bottom of the cold pool. Hidden.

"Then you promised to be jealous?" Night Game confirmed.

"Of course, I promised that if I was not a night Jun, how could I be trapped here for ten years! Ten years! I think about the hairy boy every night, and my heart is broken!" The laughter echoed in the stone room, and the night of the earthquake slammed the ear.

"The emperor..." Qinglong’s hand holding the key was shaking.

"Do you want to let 朕 personally unlock?" Night Hung decided to question. Silent, although Qinglong is reluctant, it is difficult for the Emperor. He has to hold the key to the organ on the left side of the cold pool. He will turn the key ### to the left and right for three rounds. It is only a moment of effort, the pool suddenly rises, four The iron chain is like a screaming water dragon, and the icy water splashes. When it falls on the night, he burns his robes.

"The Emperor is careful!" Qinglong strode to the front of the night game, for the night of the game to block the invading pool of water, behind the burning of large pieces, Tan water because of the long-term trapped soul, has been infected by the poison of the soul.

"Night game, I will take back the head of the night Junqing for you. If you don't seal me as a national teacher, then the next one I unscrew is your head!" The soul is laughing and leaving, night The game didn't even see him, until the stone room was calm, and the night game was slowed down.

"Qinglong, you quickly reported this matter to the Tudor of the Iron Blood Corps, and said that the soul escaped, please be sure to send someone to arrest!" The night of the game did not know the cold blood of the soul, immediately decreed. Qinglong dragged the body burned by the water, barely led the life, but the heart seemed to hurt more than the body. He suddenly discovered that he did not know when he started, his master, his allegiance of the night game, changed It’s so sinister! Or the night game has never been the case, only he only polished his eyes.

The situation in Jeju is really dangerous. Yan Nanxuan came down from the battlefield of Xichengmen. When he crossed the plane and the rushing, he went out to the east gate to face Cao Kun. This is obviously the enemy's wheel tactics, but there are dust and hail from time to time to invent new weapons. Although the battle is grim, it still cannot be said.

At this moment, Yan Nanzhen was sitting in the room in a pretending manner, knocking on the table.

"Is there anyone telling this ally that this is what his mother is! Every time the night is clear, there is no accident in Jeju!" At this moment, Yan Nanzhen really regrets, even if it is hit with the charm, More than the happiness of the battlefield every day, I think that Yan Yan's so elegant one, actually dressed like this with a knife to slash, this day with a brain wash your face is really bad.

So Yan Yanzhen felt that something more sad reminder appeared, I do not know when, a bicolor charm of Ji Ji with an ice face stood in front of Yan Nanzhen.

"Is this an illusion?" Yan Nan suddenly looked at the charm of the moment, slowly got up and slowly turned to the door. The mouth is broken and chanting: This is a dream, a dream, a dream...

"The lord does not think it is necessary to say something to this seat?" Charm Ji fiercely stunned, and stunned Yannan.

"Cough cough... Say... How come you are here?" Yan Nanzhen suddenly stunned a large piece in front of him. When he was carrying it, Charm Ji was using his murderous whip to look at him.