Chapter 652： You can't tear me down

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Chapter 652, you can't tear me down.

"Hey, you calm down first, and see what he said!" Seeing that the hand is too heavy, the ghost's lips are bloody.

"Jin Yi! What to do? I only recognized my father!" He was pulled into his arms by the cold brocade, crying and crying.

"Ghosts, what the **** is going on?" For a moment, the ghosts fell to the ground from the air.

"You can't dismantle me. If you tear it through me, the night game will hurt the magic!" The ghost screamed on the ground and begged for an opening.

"To tell the truth, the life and death of the illusion is not related to us, but if you are willing to cooperate with us, Mo Zhen may leave her a life." Yao Mo slammed the light and flashed, and at a glance he saw the soft underbelly of the sneaky.

"You... you can't fight for the night!" Ghosts seem to have heard the hope, slowly looking up, wondering to look at Yao Mozhen.

"I haven't started fighting yet. How do you know that you can't fight? Ghostly, do you think you have a choice now?" Yao Mozhen's lips are slightly hooked, and the sound is cold as ice. The sneaky hesitantly looked at the ghost road, and looked at Yao Mozhen again, and finally sighed.

"Night Hung seems to have expected that you will be jailed, so let me pretend to be Sikong Mu, the purpose is just in case, the reason why you are in the Kaiyuan and the suburbs are both ... are me The signal sent out in the dark." The sneaky and the tray.

"Damn!" The night Jun Qing heard the sound, and the handcuffs of the fists rushed to the table, and counted thousands of dollars. I didn't expect the night game to come.

"You just said that if we tear you through, the night game will start with the illusion? In the eyes of Mo Yan, they are awkward, they are just a group!" Yao Mozhen sighed and walked back to his seat.

"Ghost door master, sneaky is your apprentice, you look at it." Yao Mozhen looked at the ghost road with a look of nostalgia.

"That's easy! Put him into the flag and hang it up on the Yijun County, and you can give the night to the next game!" The old man with the same ghost, naturally sees Yao Mozhen's intention.

"No... Yao Mozhen, you said that as long as I cooperate with you, I will have nothing to do with the magic!" Hearing the ghost, he said that the ghost was in a hurry and immediately climbed to Yao Mozhen.

"Talk about it, what handle does the illusion fall in the hands of the night singer?" Yao Mo 婉 婉 眸 looking to the sneaky, casually asked. If they succeed in the relationship between the night game and the illusion, they will have a chance to pull back the defeat.

"This..." The ghosts are unremarkable and unwilling.

"Xia Wang, trouble you to find a pole, thicker, so that people have not hanged up, they fell and fell to death ..." Seeing ghosts, Yao Mozhen turned to look at Di Feng.

"Well!" When Difeng nodded and wanted to get up, the ghosts couldn't hold on.

"Night game is poisoned to the illusion..." Ghostly gnawed his teeth.

"In fact, Mo Zhen always felt that the night game is a need for magic, although the current power of the imperialism is not as good as it used to be, but if it is really with the imperial court, the night game may not be cheap, so he needs the magic to sit on the emperor. The position of the teacher is to comfort the people, so you can rest assured that even if you are exposed, the night game is reluctant to kill the magic." Yao Mozhen obviously does not believe in sneaky words.

"Xia Wang, the pole is longer, or it will not be able to hang up on the ten-foot high-city tower!" Yao Mozhen is breaking the psychological defense of the ghosts.

"This is going to do it!" Xia Wang quickly responded.

"Night game is not afraid to kill the illusion, but he will ruin the illusion. If the cult leader knows that the illusion is not chaste, and the night is full of people, then the imperialism is bound to be chaotic, and the imperialism is the leader. The position, must be civil strife, the night game can almost ruin the imperialism without the power of the dust! Yao Mozhen, please, don't expose me! "The ghosts are in a hurry and hold out.

"Hey! My apprentice can't stand the fright. But he is not the apprentice of my ghostly way, as you dispose of it, the old man may have to sleep first." For the sneaky betrayal, the ghost is somewhat sad, but As long as I want to know that the cold ice heart should be under the door of the ghost door, my heart is somewhat balanced.

When the ghosts left, Yao Mozhen personally got up and put the ghosts on the chair and sat down. Although the ghosts had the feeling of sitting on a needle felt, they did not dare to refuse.

"Is that the person who has a romantic night with the illusion? Is it true that you will not be martial arts, and you will not be outstanding in the second place. It is impossible for the illusion to see you. Presumably this is the night game." Trap, right?" Yao Mozhen tried to look at the ghosts.

"I am **** it! If I knew that the night game was not doing well, I wouldn't have... Night Hung, he was a madman!" The ghost was annoyed with his hand on his head.

"Since you hate the night game, it is better for us to make a deal. Mo Zhen promises you not to expose your business, but you must also cooperate with Mo Zhen's plan." Yao Mozhen suddenly opened his mouth and condensed.

"Okay! As long as the illusion is okay, the ghost is willing to do anything!" A night of exile, in exchange for the burden of a lifetime, falling in love with the fairy that is out of reach, it should pay the price.

So on the second day, the ghost Taoist found a few cronies from the ghost gates, and they were dressed as Yao Mozhen, and the night Junqing and others continued to flee with the ghosts. And Yao Mozhen and the night Junqing are also changed by the cold-hearted Yi Rongshu, and if they take the cold ice heart, the night game will control the ghosts, naturally know how to distinguish the skinning, the partiality of the face, not afraid That kind of special potion, so the easy-to-handle surgery that seems to be lame in the ghost path has now played a huge role.

After the ghosts took the fake Yao Mozhen and they left, Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing and others discussed the return to the imperial capital. This time, she had to be beaten by the night. This time, she wants to liquidate with the night. The new enemy of the game. After the plan was finalized, Yao Mozhen and others finally embarked on a journey back to the imperial capital. In fact, Yao Mozhen did not say a word, this time, she will also rescue the Qilu...

Since the arrest of Kaiqi, the illusion has forced Kaiqi to take down the cartilage, and the enlightenment at this moment has been banned in the Xiaozhu of the paradise by the illusion.

"Oh! I didn't expect it, the grand priest can also have today!" The cold voice screamed, and Kaiqi slightly picked up the scorpion, and saw the night glory of the red robes coming in, the face of the wind .

Silent, Qi Wei slightly closed his eyes, not paying attention to the irony of the night game. However, I don’t want to rush to the night, and it’s a slap in the face.

"What is your attitude? See you and don't bow your head!" The face of the night game is faster than the book, and now it is looking at the opening.

"Hey? Night game, you should be clear about your identity." Junmei's cheeks floated ten fingerprints on the cheek, and the night's glory was great, and the lips of the cockroaches ooze blood.

"Hey is the Nine-Five Extreme! It’s always! No matter in the big Chu, or the flames of the country!" The night of the game is roaring and excited.

"Is it? Why don't you know which country's Nine-Five Extremes don't even dare to show their faces? Night game, I am really sorry that you have to wear Acheon's skin for a lifetime, you can't tell in this life. All the people in the world, you are the night game. The ninety-five supreme? That is the Akwa..." Kai Kaiyi opened his mouth and his eyes were disdainful.

"This is all thanks to you! Kai! In the beginning, if you didn't let the old man of Ghosts change my face and turn me into an eunuch, how can I fall to this day! How, there is no more men and women under the knee! Kai, this hateful night game has always been recorded in my heart, fortunately, God has eyes, and finally let you fall into the hands of you, you look, I will give you What did you bring!" The night yin yin smiled and made a gesture, and the **** lifted a scimitar.

"Enlightenment, you have to let you taste, the kind of male is not male, female is not a woman's taste in the end!" Night Hyun took the scimitar and looked distorted.

"Night Hung, if you start, you will let you die completely, otherwise one day, you will definitely smash your bones." Kaiqi is as cold as a cone, but unfortunately the body does not have a little strength to resist.

"Do you want to use the radical method? You are not as good as you want!" The night of the game was awkward, and the hand was lifted up and fell. On the occasion of a thousand miles, a touch of white silk, such as the silver dragon, came over, and it was hard to bounce the scimitar in the hands of the night game.

"Night Hung! Who made you come in!" The scene just fell in the eyes of the illusion, and she was shocked by a cold sweat.

"Cough...who is it? It turned out to be the master of the teacher." Night Hung took care of the dragon robes, and turned to the illusion.

"This teacher is asking you, how come you come here, just what you want to do!" The illusion is gnashing her teeth. She can't imagine what it would be if she was late.

"Nothing, I just came to visit my old friend. Since the teacher is coming, the game will not bother the two." The night of the rogue shrugged, and then bypassed the magic, and walked out of the building.

"You remember, without the command of the lord, you are not allowed to step into a small step!" The illusion turned sharply, and looked at the night game.

"Hey, what do the masters do with such a big fire? But it is a man. The teacher can not tell the game. You still have illusions about this man. He can only have a woman in Yao Min! And it is so proud of the sacrifice. Man, I don't know if I can accept a woman who is not chaste!" After losing this sentence, Night Hung left with a sneer.

"Night Hung!" The magical jade is tightening, and the eyes are smoldering like a night, but there is no shot. If you lose it, the emperor will never obey her. The consequences are unimaginable, and the night game is threatening her.

Until the night of the game went far, the magical fangs sighed and turned to the side of Kailuo.

"It’s a negligence of the illusion, I didn’t expect the night game to come to you, so let’s change the place.” The illusion calmed the anger of the heart and looked at Kai.

Silent, since the moment of the illusion, Kaiqi closed his eyes.

"If you don't want to change, the magical lord will strengthen the alert outside, to ensure that the night game will not come again." Looking at Kaidi's indifference, the illusion of the throat, the voice is still gentle. It can be like a statue, without saying a word, not even looking at her.

"Hey, what time do you want to be awkward? Isn't it necessary for us to get to this point?" The magical rosy couldn't help but anger, cold and low. The silent response made the illusion almost crazy.

"Enough! Night bully bully me, you have to bully me! Why! Why do you want to do this to the illusion, what am I doing wrong!" The illusion asked, the sleeves smashed the tea set on the table. Looking at Kai's silence, the heart of the illusion seems to have been stabbed in the atrium by the broken porcelain. She can clearly hear the blood of her heart.

"I still don't want to pay attention to me? Kaiqi, do you still think about Yao Mozhen? Oh! You are dead this heart! Yao Mozhen can't escape the flames, no matter where they go, The teacher can know their position accurately! After a few days, the leader will put Yao Mozhen’s head in front of you. At that time, I will see how you love it!” The illusion is screaming.