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Chapter 449 poisonous people!
"Jingyue Shitai... Tingting her..." Yao Mo whimpered, but was pushed away by Jingyue.
"Princess? How can this be! You promised that the quiet moon will be safe and sound! If you are known by the owner... How sad is he! Princess! You wake up! Why... Yao Mozhen, night Junqing! What happened? Why did the princess die? How did everyone in the nunnery die? Say!" Jingyue screamed and screamed, his eyes were red.
At this moment, Yao Mozhen finally understood that the so-called Jing Yue Shi is simply the guard of Duan Tingting, so she will be so respectful to Duan Tingting, and listen to it.
"It was the poisonous person... It was he who killed the Princess of the Wind..." Yao Mo reluctantly opened his mouth, and his voice was full of crying!
"That poisonous person? The poison man wants to kill you! But why is the princess dead! Night Junqing, you are not a man! How the princess treats you! But you actually watched her die in that poison In the hands of the people!" Jingyue smashed, and the forehead was smashed.
"The princess is the commander of Mo Zhen, and Mo Zhen is sorry for the princess..." Yao Mozhen explained with grief.
"No! It is the monarch who killed the princess, is..."
"Don't explain it again! Now the princess is dead, the two of you are alive, this is the best explanation! Yao Mozhen! Night Junqing! Nanqiang Lord will not let you go! Never!" Jing Yue tears If it rains, and no matter what Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing want to say, they will turn to Tsing Ting.
"Princess... Jingyue takes you home... We go back to Nanqiang, never come out again, okay..." Yao Mozhen only reacted after Jingyue left for a long time.
"Mo Zhen, things have already happened, and it will not help again. We will rush to the big summer. After the Jiezhou settlement, Junqing will sin to the Nanqiang." Night Junqing caressed Yao Mozhen. Distressed look at Yao Mo's crying swollen eyes.
Silent, Yao Mozhen trembled and took out the words of Tingting to his own time. When he spread out, Yao Mozhen’s tears overflowed. It was Zhang Xiushu, a book that signed the name of Tingting....
On the way to the big summer, Yao Mozhen’s mood has been heavy, but the burden on her is too heavy. She has not spent too much time immersed in sorrow and sorrow. For Duan Tingting’s death, she vows to be Duan Tingting’s hand. The soul of the blade will also make the night game get the retribution it deserves.
When I first entered the summer, Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing got an unprecedented hospitality, which made Yao Mozhen somewhat flattered. When he saw Di Feng wearing a robes appear in front of himself, Yao Mozhen suddenly had a kind of white gap. The feeling, when the summer, Di Feng is still a prisoner.
"Jun Qing meets Xia Wang!" The night Jun Qing respects the gift, but was stopped by Di Feng.
"Brothers meet, don't have to pay more!" Today's Di Feng is absolutely arrogant. Since the beginning of the throne, the big summer seems to be as rich as a dog, and it is a business with the 'Yao Yao'. The pillar of the national economy and the people's livelihood, the best way to reflect this is that even the prisoners in Tiangong are working day and night to prepare the rattan chair, so as to obtain the treatment of commutation, it is obvious how much the cane chair is needed.
"Mo Hao met..." When Yao Moyi leaned over the courtesy, Di Feng was more diligent to pick it up.
"You can't stand the gift of your **** of wealth!" Di Feng smiled.
"Mo Mo is the God of Wealth?" Yao Mozhen felt that Di Feng was overstated. At best, she gave me a chance to make a fortune for Da Xia. The reason why Da Xia can get rich by this depends entirely on their preparation of wicker chairs. On the basis of the original ingenuity, the invention of the rattan bed, cabinets and other fresh things.
"Oh... Grandma, please come to the throne." Di Feng suddenly stunned, arched his hand sideways. Yao Mozhen dripped a large drop of cold sweat.
In the evening, Di Feng specially hosted Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing in the partial hall.
"Zhou's old man's head let the cricket kick! According to the news sent by the secret agent sent out, the 300,000 troops sent to Jeju this week are almost two-thirds of the entire big week. It can be said that If you don’t have a deep hatred with your night Junqing, he may not do it!” Di Feng looked at the night Junqing.
"This king wants to grieve with him, but unfortunately he did not give this king a chance!" Night Jun Qing did not agree, he did not even know that Zhou Wu's fat thin or beautiful ugly.
"That's weird. It is reasonable to say that Zhou Wei shouldn't have such a big move! But you can rest assured that you have sent 100,000 troops to send troops to the week, hoping to put pressure on Zhou Wei. As for the results, you can't guarantee it." "Die Feng can send 100,000 troops to send troops to Yao Mozhen, it is Da En. For the big summer, this 100,000 army is also a nest."
"Da En does not say thank you, he will solve the encirclement of Jizhou, Mo Zhen must know the Entu newspaper." Yao Mo said that it must be done, for the person who is in the snow when she is in trouble, she will not be ill, and those who fall into the stone, fire For those who are fueling, she is also extravagant.
"If you don't say anything, if it's not your calculations, you may not have today, and it's still more than what Difeng owes you." Di Feng drank his mouth and looked inexplicable.
"This is very awkward to listen to!" Yao Mozhen was somewhat self-deprecating. At that time, she was bent on it, but it was not Di Feng.
"No matter what! Difeng must thank the two, today I am fortunate to see you again, we are not drunk!" Di Feng once again toasted and drink, according to Yao Mozhen, there is a hundred thousand army of the great summer, will Forcing back to the 300,000-strong army in Jeju in the week, coupled with the death of Duan Tingting, Yao Mozhen’s long-standing stagnation could not be released, so this night, Yao Mozhen, Night Junqing and Di Feng drunk.
It is said that there is now a drunken drink in the present, and tomorrow will come tomorrow. After the afternoon of the next day, after the three people are awake, the anecdote will come.
"The emperor of the emperor, the 100,000-strong army led by the generals of the war dragons encountered an ambush in the surrounding areas of Xia, and the flag was the army of the Great Chu. Now the two armies are in a confrontational situation and are deadlocked." The prime minister, Zhao Shun, was dignified and worried.
"How can the big Chu army appear there?" Di Fengwan did not expect such an accident, frowning at the night Junqing and Yao Mozhen.
"It seems that the night game has long thought of our strategy, so we have done precautions in advance!"
"There is no such IQ in the game of the night. If Mo Zhen did not guess wrong, this should be the nameless idea of the Iron and Blood Corps! This person is really an old tycoon!" As long as he thought of no name, Yao Mozhen would hate the itchy.
"What do you do now?" Di Feng had no idea, and Da Xia was no better than Chu, and he really could not send another 100,000 troops to help out.
"Since you can't cause heavy damage to the big week, then you can withdraw the troops!" Yao Mozhen couldn't think of a better way at the same time. Just as Difeng hesitated, there was an urgent report outside.
"Opening the emperor, Da Qi Guojun suddenly sent troops to reinforce our army, and now has captured two big cities in the week!" The guardian said, all three were surprised, one side, Zhao Shun unbelievable to the front of the guard.
"What you said is true? When is it?" Zhao Shun is obviously skeptical.
"Responding to Zhao Xiang, this morning! Qi Wang personally rate 200,000 troops to help out! Now my army is like a broken bamboo, when the news is received, the battle is still going on!" The guards reportedly reported.
"Is there such a thing? You have a good relationship with Feng Yihan!" Di Feng's eyebrows can help Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing, and he also counted a heart.
"Feng Yi Han... There is a loss for him." Yao Mozhen lightly sighed, and the lips and corners inadvertently evoked a touch of heart. On one side, the night Junqing seems to block a stone. Even if Jeju is hopeful, he can't be happy. Even the laugh on his mouth is extremely far-fetched.
For the next three days, the situation was turbulent like the fingers of Difeng's trembling.