Chapter 577： How can this be scribbled?

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Chapter 577, how can this be scribbled?

"Then you must see that you are doing the smashing of the illusion, right?" Yao Mo squatted down and picked up the branches. He did not hesitate to write the three words in the circle.

"What are you doing! How can this be written indiscriminately, be careful that I will bite you with a snake!" When he repaired the flute, he wiped the circle on the ground with his hand and yelled at Yao Mozhen.

"You must also see your sister-in-law playing Yin Xue's sister and Chu Wang. Repairing the flute, being a man to distinguish things from black and white, you are right in your heart to your mother, but the premise is that what you are doing is a bright future." Yao Mo婉 眸 眸 眸 眸 向 启 启 修 修 修 修 修 修

"My mother has always been a bright and bright thing!" Qi Xiu flute suddenly got up, and he yelled at Yao Mozhen.

"If she is doing the right thing, why do you beat her?" Yao Mozhen slowly lifted up and looked at the repairing flute.

"That's because cognac likes you! If you don't have you, cognac and jealousy never quarrel! I also said that I will do the repair of the flute in the future! It's all you, you hate!" Kai Xiu flute on the ground The circle of painting, then hate running away.

Yao Mozhen knows that Kaisui flute is hating anything. Last night, Kailu and Xiaoluo appeared in Juxianlou, but they didn’t look at Qiufu’s flute. Plus, before I added it, I thought I was abandoned. The reason is the existence of her Yao Mozhen.

"Children talk, don't worry about it." Behind him, Han Jinyi looked at it all in his eyes and couldn't help but admire him.

"I will give him the best." Yao Mozhen muttered to himself, his eyes showed a faint warmth, and the cold brocade turned slightly, and he seemed to have a deep look at the running whistle.

At this moment, the sly dress was coming out, and the swaying body came out.

"Jin Yi, you are coming!" When I heard the sound of screaming, Han Jinyi suddenly had the urge to run, but Yao Mozhen was in front of him, smiling like a spring flower.

So Han Jinyi was forced to pull into the third floor of the elegant house. This meal started from the time of application and has not been finished until the time of eating. Downstairs account, the cold ice heart subconsciously looked at the third floor.

"The treasurer, you are not going to look at it? If the cold brocade is in the Juxianlou, it will be worse." Yao Mo sighs and squints upstairs, thinking for a long time. The next account book.

"You are staring here, I will go and see!" Since the cold brocade was handed over to the shackles, Yao Mo 婉 went to busy with his own affairs, thinking about his own tricks, this time also The merits are complete.

What Yao Mozhen didn't think of was that when she pushed in the door, she saw the squatting across the cold robes and cried.

"What happened?" Yao Mozhen closed his door with his backhand and worried that he would walk to the side of the beggar. Only then did he find that Han Jinyi fell asleep against the chair.

"The master, did not do it, the drug is much more..." He chopped his mouth and his tears swirled in his throat.

"Mystery? I gave you an aphrodisiac, where did you come from the drug?" Yao Mozhen looked suspicious and looked at him.

"Beginning with an aphrodisiac...but I was afraid...so I gave him some medicine and gave it to him. The result is much more." The voice of the cockroach was filled with a heavy cry, and the tears flew when talking.

In fact, Han Jinyi is not asleep, but is stunned by her. Originally, she was ready to dedicate herself, but what she didn’t expect was that when Han Jinyi was unconscious, the words in her mouth were all Yao Mozhen.

‘Mu, you know how much I miss you? ‘‘莫婉, where is the brocade? You can say that the brocade will change! ''Mu Wei, as long as you are willing, Jinyi is not to be a city of Wanhuang, don't want those gold and silver jewels to be good, ''Mu Wei, as long as you are happy, Jinyi will be satisfied with ''Mo Zhen, you have to come back safely, Jinyi reluctant You have an accident...

There is no problem with one sentence or two, but Han Jinyi has aroused the aphrodisiac. These words have been squatting all the time. I didn’t stop for a moment. Even if I liked the cold clothes again, I want to fly with him. In this case, she is also under Do not go.

"Nothing, we will look for opportunities again." Seeing tears in the spring, Yao Mozhen feels distressed.

"Well, Master, you go out first, I want to stay alone with him." Wiping his tears, the glittering scorpion misty look at Yao Mozhen. Yao Mozhen slightly curled his head and turned back.

"You wake up!" Waiting for the door to close, I patted the cheek of Han Jinyi with my hand.

"Mo Mo..." On the chair, Han Jinyi slang in the middle of the slang.

"Do you like Yao Mozhen so much? Even if she doesn't like you, you have to silently recite her forever?" With tears in his mouth, the voice was full of crying. See the cold brocade without words, and take a deep breath.

"You can rest assured, I will help you!" The lips of the cherry blossoms are close, and the eyes are burning.

"Mo Mo, you are coming back..." On the chair, the eye of the cold brocade has a tear that slides silently into the corner, and the tears are born. It is really true. If no one in this world can be better than Han Jinyi than Han Jinyi, then what reason does Yao Mozhen have to choose others? I think so...

In the evening, when the cold ice heart was carrying the Dabu Tang to the room of the night Junqing, it was stopped by Yao Mozhen.

"You go to take care of Yin Xue, there is me here." Not waiting for the cold ice heart reaction, Yao Mozhen has already taken the big soup in her hand.

"That... good." Cold ice hesitated for a moment, some words were hard to return to the throat, turned and left.

It’s true that he said a lie, and the night Jun Qing has not yet woken up, but in view of the mood at the moment, Yao Mozhen feels that there is no need to be more true with her.

"How long do you have to lie?" Yao Mozhen slowly sat down on the couch, snoring the big soup, blowing a few times with his mouth, and then carefully feeding it into the night.

"A lifetime." Just when Yao Mozhen took back the spoon and prepared to take another sip, he suddenly heard the person on the couch speak.

"Cough... Are you awake?" Yao Mozhen slammed, and looked at each other. The cheek brush was stained with two blushes. She swears that her blush at this time has no meaning, but she was shocked. Yao Mo Zhen comforted himself.

"Yeah, fortunately you are there, or Jun Qing thought that what happened these days was just a dream. As long as you wake up, Junqing will have to find you all over the world... Mo Zhen, don't leave me... OK? "The night of the Qing dynasty, the deep glory of the faint sorrow, a touch of satisfaction. This is the eyes of human life, so Yao Mozhen more and more feel that his cheeks are hot.

"This treasurer is called Shengluer, you can also call the treasurer, but you can't be Mo Zhen. This sentence does not want to repeat the treasurer." Yao Mozhen felt cold, she suddenly began to despise these people looking for Yao Mozhen, why can she have the care and love of so many men without so many men, where is her good?

"I'm sorry... I forgot your memory loss." The night prince was bitter and coveted, and his hands squatted on the couch and leaned back against him.

"Who said that?" Yao Mo stunned, and looked at the night Junqing.

"I guess. If it is not amnesia, you will not remember Junqing." The night is clear and the curtain is firm. Yao Mo’s voice sighed and sighed, but fortunately no one leaked.

"Yao Moqi is black, greedy, stingy, jealous, low grade, temper, do you have something?" This is what Yao Mozhen heard from Leng Bingxin. Of course, after all the adjectives, the cold ice heart is a refutation of the annotations.

"There is something wrong with it." Night Jun nodded.

"Then you still like her?" Yao Mozhen thinks that this kind of shortcomings in one of the shortcomings is not worthy of being loved.

"It's rare that there are so many advantages in Mo Zhen. Why can't I like her?" The eyes of Ye Junqing are as clear as water, without any slight dust. Yao Mozhen sees that he does not lie.

"These are the advantages?" Yao Mozhen reached out to touch the forehead of the night Junqing. It seems that the palm of the hand is not light.

"Well, there is no fault in Mo Zhen." Night Jun nodded.

"Since you wake up, eat it yourself." Yao Mozhen felt that there was no way to chat with the night Junqing, she would feel self-sad, these advantages, she did not!

In the middle of the night, the flames of the country are dead, and the hot and humid caves are like a wildfire. The screams of the bangs are like thunderous sounds, but they are blocked by layers of clouds.

At this moment, the emperor of the Flame State, Akwa, stepped into the plains, followed by the four dead sorcerers. As the Yue went to the cave, the sound of the bang was more crisp and deafening.

"Who!" A white light slammed into Akagawa, and the stunned scorpion stopped the cold in time, and protected Akagi in the middle.

"The unintentional technique of the King of Chu is really superb, just a trick. The four dead men who have already been forced to shoot at the same time, admire!" Chikawa's voice is powerful and powerful, and I know that it is a master.

In the darkness, the night hunter stepped out in a deep step, and the face of the cave wall was stunned by the face of the hell.

"Night Hongyi sees the flame emperor." White has almost no **** face, the eyes are sharp like an eagle, and the night is a two-handed arch, one knee on the ground, the sound can not hear a little bit of temperature.

"Chu Wang is getting up quickly, on identity, I can't afford this gift." Chi Chuan personally stepped forward to pick up the night, and hurriedly opened.

"The flames of the Emperor are heavy, the game is just a dog of funeral, how can it be more than the flames of the ninety-five." Night Hung deliberately alienated Aikawa, back two steps, respectful opening. The Akira’s thin lips are slightly stunned, and the scorpion is stunned and the lights are lit.

Four times bright, Akagi used the candlelight to see the appearance of the night game. If the two clearly visible ‘birds’ on the head, the night of the game is still a jade tree.

It seems that I noticed the sight of Akagawa, and the night game was subconsciously bowed, and the forehead hangs down, just blocking the two words.

"I don't know if the Emperor of the Fire is looking for a game." The night of the game is quiet and the tone is a little less respectful. Everyone in the whole flame country knows that the emperor Akagi is nothing but a display. The person who truly masters the flames of the country and the hero is the leader of the imperialism, and is also the mage of the flame country.

"I want to discuss the plan with the king of Chu, as long as the king of Chu is willing to take away the shackles of Sikongmu, the illusion, the sorrow, the help of the power of the flames, and the covenant. At the time of Dongzhou, I was sitting on the mountain with the King of Chu!" Chikawa opened the door and saw it.

"This..." The night stunned to see Akwa, and the heart was shocked. He never expected that Akagi would overthrow the ambition of Sikongmu, just as he never thought that the night Jun Qing would dare to turn his back against him.

"This matter is very important. I know that Chu Wang needs time to think about it. It's okay, I am here!" The meaning of Chichuan's words is to let the night game be immediately expressed.

"Don't be incompetent and incompetent, it is difficult to be a heavy responsibility." Night game is not stupid enough to lose the point of watermelon and sesame seeds, and now it is possible to climb the boss, and for his sake is already fortunate. There is no need for him to provoke Akwa, such a famous emperor.