The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven - Chapter 632

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Chapter 632 changed back?

“What? Change it back? How can it be!” The reaction of the night game is obviously stronger than the ghosts expected.

“She said it was the meaning of the leader. It seems that Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing did not believe that she was Yao Moxin. She felt that it would not make sense to stay there again, so…”

“Stupid! Stupid! I stayed at the St. Women’s House to let her observe the movements of Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing. I don’t believe what is important! This woman can’t stay!” The night hunter whispered.

“You are crazy! She is one of the four great guardians of the imperialism!” How did the ghosts think that the night game would say this.

“What are you so nervous about? The emperor’s people are not killing one or two. In addition to her! I will cope with the teacher’s face, and blame her death on Yao Mozhen!” Greetings, the sound is like the Shura from the bottom of hell. The life and death of Shuisiu is not important. What is important is that he can’t tolerate the existence of that face, even if it is changed skin! Because the water show knows too much!

In the deadly night of the Virgin Mary, Yao Mozhen sat bored in the pavilion and thought about what happened in the past few days. The unknown body was found in Houshan, and the charm of Ji Ji was killed, plus poisoning. What is the point of pointing? What is the conspiracy of the night game?

At this moment, a burst of thunder broke the silence of the night, Yao Mo sneaked out of the sound, I saw the big sacred house, as if filled with fireworks, suddenly shining, huge mushroom clouds vacated, blossoming bloom In the night sky, there is no such thing as a beautiful state. The rumble is coming and going, and the house of the Virgin is turned into a ruin in this voice.

“Cough… Damn!” Yao Mo’s lips looked at the mess in front of him, and his heart knew that it was the masterpiece of Ye Junqing. He expected that he would not sit still, but did not expect it to be such a big deal!

The huge explosions echoed the shops and houses around the House of the Holy Virgin, and the eastern part of the country was suddenly stunned. Nowadays, both Qi and Yu are not there. Yao Mozhen has the heart to find the night, but he can’t do anything. He can only watch the Buddha’s house smoke.

Oops! Junqing! You come here, let Mo Zhen find you where! Yao Mo slaps his thighs angrily. He really hates that he didn’t say his identity earlier. Now that the night is clear, she is passive.

In the chaos, the night Junqing and the Han Jinyi each made a dress. At this time, they were swaying on the street and no one recognized it.

“Are you sure they will shut Yao Mo’s in the dungeon?” Looking at the horrified side of the road, the rushing passers-by, Han Jinyi fox questioned.

At this moment, the night Junqing, a costume of Yan Chiguo, hair dyed dark yellow, eyebrows and eyeliner are extremely heavy, not to say that the smog at this moment, even if it is white, it is difficult to recognize the deity.

“Even if you don’t, put all the people in the dungeon, the flames of the country will be chaotic for a while, disrupting this pool of stagnant water, conspiracy will come to the surface! Junqing now has to do is to let the flames of the country chaos, This is convenient for us to rob the fire!” In the night of the night, the singer took out an arrow and squirrel in his arms, and then raised his hand and went out.

The explosion behind him continued, and the night Junqing and Han Jinyi jumped and went straight to the dungeon.

The dungeon is not far from the Virgen Palace. When the smoke of the Virgin Mary was seen, the dungeon guards were all shocked. At this moment, when the military commander wanted to transfer the soldiers who guarded the dungeon to the holy house, they suddenly heard the explosion. More and more, a thick smoke is like a black dragon rolling over, the jailer was shocked by the empty space, the night Junqing and the cold Jinyi have already rushed into the dungeon, and the door is demolished, but the prisoners inside are also flustered, but When I saw the door open, I suddenly rushed out, and the foreigners who were mostly closed here knew that they would die here. They hoped that they would abandon all fears and roll to the door of the dungeon. The jailer could not support it. Some prisoners fled the dungeon.

Until I found all the cells, the night Junqing and Han Jinyi did not find Yao Mozhen’s figure, but it was a windfall.

“Qi Wang? Xia Wang?” In the last cell, Ye Junqing actually saw Feng Yihan and Di Feng, who had been locked up here for half a year.

“I really don’t meet in life! I will see you here!” Di Feng was surprised, and the night Junqing and Han Jinyi respectively cut off the chains of Feng Yihan and Di Feng.

“How come you are here?” Feng Yi Han Hu suspected to see the night Junqing.

“It’s hard to say a word, let’s leave here first, and then we will take a long-term plan!” Now is not the time when the old man was rescued. After the night of the rescue of Feng Yihan and Di Feng, the four people mixed in the prisoner and quickly rushed out of the dungeon. Get ready to go.

After a night of sorrow, the Virgen Palace, the dungeons, and the surrounding streets were completely unrecognizable, and this matter quickly spread to the eyes of Sikongmu.

At this moment, Si Kongmu, who had just been forced to complete the poison, was sitting on the stone bench in Taoyuan. The golden mask blocked all the emotions on his face.

“Who did this incident come from?” Sikongmu asked in the first sentence, not the life and death of Yao Mozhen and Ye Junqing, nor does it care whether Feng Yihan and Di Feng escaped. .

“It is a routine business of the Central Plains Criminal Department. It was reported this morning.”

“It’s not Ding Jiu… Why isn’t Ding Jiu… Hey! You rush to the dungeon and find Ding Jiu for the Lord! If you die, it’s okay… If you are alive…be sure to bring him to the altar!” The sound is cold and screaming.

Kaiqi did not hesitate and turned and left Taoyuan.

Royal Palace, Royal Study Room

“If you don’t guess wrong, Sikongmu must be looking for the whereabouts of Ding Jiu! Night game! Be sure to kill him before Si Kongmu finds Ding Jiu!” Before the Dragon case, Akagi angered to look at the night game and screamed.

“The emperor, Ding Jiu is not Ding Jiu, he is now ours?” Night Hongyi dressed up to look at Akwa.

“You still have a face to mention this matter! Yesterday in the dungeon, I will let you remind Ding Ji to report this matter to Si Kongmu. Now this matter is reported by the Criminal Department. Sikongmu must have doubts! If Ding Jiu is caught by him Go, this thing is in trouble!” Chichuan angrily looked at the night game.

“It is a negligence of the game…” The night game is not a negligence, it is deliberate. Now, Sikongmu is a drug-killing drug, and his skill is greatly damaged. At this moment, there must be a chance of victory in the first battle, but he is so timid in the end, he has to wait. Si Kongmu was reluctant to take the shot. Since Akwa did not dare, he pushed Chikawa.

“Remember, you must make Ding Jiu die from the scene of the explosion!” In the end, Akagawa still reluctant to play the left arm of the night game, otherwise the night game will have such a mistake, he will not leave his life.

In order not to let Akagi doubt himself, the night game, as Chikawa said, first found Ding Jiu in the dungeon, but deliberately drowned him with a dagger. At about the same time, Qi Wei also found Ding Jiu.

When Kaifeng brought the dead Ding Ji to Sikongmu, Sikongmu saw the clue at a glance.

“Teacher, I have checked, Ding Jiu died under the dagger, but only one hour in time. Is it that Akagawa discovered his identity, so he started to be strong?” Kai-soo threw the body of Ding Jiu on the ground. Make your own thoughts.

“With the courage of Akagawa, he did not dare to be so brazen and provocative. He killed another person in Ding Jiu, and this person used his heart to force Akchuan to overthrow the imperialism! This teacher never fears the tricks of Akaga, but this is Who will be the person who inspires him behind Akkawa?” Sikongmu questioned coldly.