MTL - The Phoenix Arises-Chapter 551 The cost of cursing

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In the pavilion of the 绯瑟阁, Wenser is holding his own jug and drinking himself.

The moon outside the gazebo hung high, and the moonlight of the hustle and bustle was sprinkled through the leaves, and it was dreamy.

A tall figure suddenly appeared, blocking the moonlight.

Warmer stunned and looked at the backlit figure and suddenly laughed. "You are coming."

Looking at the drunken warmth, Xia Houchen's eyebrows were scornful, and walked over to gently remove the jug in her hand.

"you're drunk."

The low voice is full of distress.

Warm smile, looked at Xiahouchen slyly, murmured, "I am not drunk, I am very awake. From the past to the present, I have been very awake."

Always...

Thinking of what, Xiahouchen squatted down his eyes.

Just in the summer of the morning, the warmth has already robbed the jug, and slammed it with a jug.

"Don't drink."

Xia Houchen frowned, trying to recapture the jug, but was caught by the warmth.

"Do you know? I am waiting for someone to come back."

Warmer rushed to the front of Xiahouchen, and the lowland was like a secret.

"But he has a fiancee."

Warm smile, but the eyes of the drunk are full of sorrow.

The heart is like a needle, and it hurts to breathe.

"No."

Xia Houchen raised his hand and gently stroked the little face that was strong and smiling.

"Nothing?" Warmer stupidly blinked.

"There is no fiancee." Xiahouchen looked at the warmth seriously.

He has no fiancee and has never been.

Warm and frowning, suddenly excited. "Yes, he has..."

"He didn't refute."

Warmer and small mouth slightly stunned, very grievously glaring at Xiahouchen, as if accusing him of the silence.

Looking at her grievances, Xiahouchen’s heart hurts.

"In eight years, there is no longer his eight years, but when he returns, I am still in the same year."

When Wenser said and said, he smiled, but the sad smile was more ugly than crying.

Xiahouchen feels that his heart is going to be broken. "Warmer..."

"What do you call me?" Warmly frowning and looking at Xiahouchen, raising his hand and stroking his handsome face, "No, learn from him, you only be yourself."

Xia Houchen frowned, and looked at the drunken eyes of the warm and sorrowful eyes.

Warmer lips and micro-hooks, seriously watching Xiahouchen, "I don't want to, don't want to wait any longer, can we get married?"

Xiahouchen stunned and said, "Who am I?"

Warm smile, "Ning Zichen, do you think I am drunk, I am not drunk."

Clenched his hands into a fist, and the sour squid that surged in the water almost drowned him.

Did not feel the difference of Xiahouchen, Wenser fixedly looked at the face of the jade, suddenly this face turned into the face of the imaginary thoughts.

Master...

The heart violently hurts, and the warmth can't help but move forward, sticking the **** thin lips.

Xia Houchen was a stiff body and his breathing was aggravated.

Warmer closed his eyes, stretched out his tongue and opened his teeth, and slammed his tongue.

Xia Houchen clenched his fists and died, and the sour sputum was blocked in the chest, but there was nowhere to vent.

Did they get along like this before?

As soon as she thought that she and that person had done such a thing, Xiahouchen wanted to kill.

"See who I am?" Xia Houchen slammed open the warmth.

When the warmer fell to the ground, he looked at Xiahouchen with a grudge. "Do you want me?"

"You want me to want you." Xiahouchen bit his teeth, and the deep scorpion was full of anger.

I felt that I was angry in the summer, and I was so worried that I was stunned.

"You do not want it?"

She thought he liked her.

Xia Houchen was very angry and laughed.

He did not want? He thought it was going crazy.

One took her into her arms, Xiahouchen was like crazy, kissed the delicate red lips.

Kneeling, biting, very rough, but full of love.

Warmer’s original head was confused, and now he was kissed by Xiahouchen, and he was completely awake. He could only hold Xiahouchen’s neck and let him ask for it.

The fire of the stars can poke the original, not to mention the pile of dry fire.

Xiahouchen’s breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and Wenser was getting more and more confused. He not only learned how Xiahouchen looked, but also biting and licking his neck, and his soft, boneless hand slipped into his clothes.

"Ok......"

Xia Houchen couldn't help but sigh and grab a hand that was warm and messy.

"Ok?"

Warm and fascinated, the lustful waters looked at Xiahouchen inexplicably.

Xia Houchen’s heart sighed, and the fiery heat that had not faded suddenly surged, and the breathing increased again.

Xiahouchen once again, panicked and stunned.

Looking at the blushing face in his arms, Xia Houchen’s eyes were full of struggles.

In the end, what should he do with her?

In a corner of the sorcerer's house, Ningzi Chen died and clenched his fist.

The next day, early morning.

Warmly stunned and opened his eyes, and wanted to get up, but he fell to his bed with a headache.

Mom, it hurts!

"you're awake?"

Ning Zichen came in with a tray and saw that Wenser was struggling to get up, and immediately put down the tray and helped her.

Seeing Ning Zichen, Wenser remembered the madness of last night, and suddenly his face was red.

"You, didn't you go back last night?"

Ning Zichen’s light flashed lightly. “You are drunk, I am sipping a soup.”

Carefully help the warmth, Ningzi morning came to hang up the soup, picked up a spoonful and sent it to her lips.

"I will do it myself."

Warm and blushing, reaching for the bowl, Ning Zichen is not allowed.

"I come."

Looking at Ning Zichen's persistent face, the warmer face was redder, and he drank the drink.

One is feeding, one is drinking, no one speaks, and the atmosphere is extremely harmonious.

After feeding the hangover soup, Ning Zichen took out a box of ointment.

Slim fingers are stained with plaster and carefully applied to the warm lips.

Warmer blushes like a grilled shrimp, shyly don't look away.

They were really crazy last night, but she didn't remember how they ended.

After painting the plaster, Wenser dared to carry it up, and looked at Ning Zichen slyly, and it was a blush.

"I told you last night, do you remember?"

"Ok?"

Ning Zichen raised his eyes and his eyes were confused.

Warm and shy lips, "that is, we are married."

Ning Zichen was slightly stunned, and then the light flashed, and she reached out and took her into her arms. "Okay, we are married."

Warmer gently leaned on the morning of Ningzi's morning, and the lips twitched with a sweet smile. "When you are weak, we will be married."

After last night, they seemed to be unfamiliar and restrained. I hope that one day, she can really fall in love with him.

"Ok."

Ning Zichen hooked his lips and held his hands in warm hands.

Morning Hall.

"Morning brother..."

Seeing Xiahouchen, Sangrui immediately flew over.

Xiahouchen’s figure flashed and faintly lifted, “Go.”

Looking at Xiahouchen's back, Sang Ruoyi flashed a grievance, but still followed.

Changle Hall.

Ning Zichen came over with warm sorrow, but just happened to meet Xiahouchen and Sang Ruoyi.

Seeing Xiahouchen, Wenser subconsciously grasped the hand of Ningzi Chen.

Feeling the tension of the warmth, Ning Zichen tightly held the hand of the warmer, with her fingers, silent comfort.

Looking at the hands of the two men, Xiahou Chen frowned and looked up and looked at Ning Zichen.

Ning Zichen squinted at the red marks between the necks of Xia Houchen, and the light was cold. The two lines of sight meet in the air, and the two pairs of deep blacks have the same coldness.

Wensel also noticed the red marks between Xiahouchen's neck, and his heart violently hurts, but he thought that he did the same thing with Ningzichen last night, but he was relieved.

"Master, if you follow the girl."

Warmer took a deep breath and spoke first.

Some things have to be faced all the time. Since you have decided to let go, you should be calm.

Xia Houchen returned to God, watching the warm scorpion swiftly pass a touch of sadness.

"Warm, I can call you like this."

Sang Ruoyi walked to the side of Wensu, and she took her hand intimately.

Warmer body was stiff and nodded gently, "Yeah."

"This is?" Sang Ruoyi looked at Ning Zichen.

Warmer lips and micro-hooks, introduced, "His name is Ning Zichen, my fiance."

Xia Houchen’s heart screamed, holding his fist in his death, as if he wanted to smash it.

Sang Ruoyi glanced at the ugly face of Xiahouchen, and smirked at the lips. "Your fiancé looks good."

Warm and stunned, looking up at Xia Houchen, "The master is not bad."

"go in."

I couldn’t listen any more, Xia Houchen said coldly, and turned into the hall without expression.

Several people looked at each other and followed them together.

"Master."

Xiahouchen walked to Duanmu, respectfully saluting.

Duanmu squats and raises his hand to help, "Morning let us come, is it ready to curse."

Xia Houchen coveted, "Yes, the matter of cursing should be sooner rather than later."

The people nod. "There is something we need to do."

"In fact, there is nothing. Just find me the place to the yin to the sun."

Everyone heard the words and raised their brows together.

It’s easy to find in the land of Yin, but it’s also a place to go to Yang’s land, but it’s rare to see the land of Yin and Yang.

"There is a place in the devil world that is convenient to yin to yang." Just when everyone was silent, Xuanyuan ink suddenly opened.

The innocent dawn is bright, "You say the ice fire pool."

Xuanyuan ink nod, ice fire pool, an ice and a fire, a yin and a yang, just right.

"If you don't want to be late, let's go to the ice fire pool now." Jun Wuji immediately stood up excitedly.

The group of people went to the devil world with great enthusiasm, and went to the ice fire pool without any delay.

Worried in the middle of the ice fire pool, feeling the impact of an ice and fire, frowning in pain.

"How? Is it painful?"

Looking at the look of worry-free pain, Wen Xian was in a hurry.

No worries, shaking his head and chuckling, "Nothing, some don't adapt, it's much better now."

What is this little pain, as long as she can let her leave the child, she can bear the pain.

"Reassured, there will be nothing."

Feeling the tension of the string, Xia Houchen sounded comfort.

Wen string frowned and nodded.

He wants to bear more for her, but can't.

"Morning, you can safely curse, we help you protect the law."

Everyone spontaneously retreated to the edge of the ice fire pool, surrounded the ice fire pool into a big circle, sitting cross-legged, turning over the hand to make an enchantment, and protecting the law for Xiahou morning.

There is only no worries in the center of the enchantment, Xiahouchen and Sangruyi.

“Ready?” Xiahouchen looked at the worry-free center of the ice fire pool and asked softly.

"Ok."

No worries nodded, slowly close your eyes.

Xia Houchen turned to Sang Ruyi with no expression, "Get started."

Sang Ruyi frowned. "You really don't regret it."

"Nothing to regret."

Still indifferent words, no hesitation.

Some things are worth to exchange with anything.

Sang Ruoyi nodded, and his eyes flashed a bit of admiration. "Well, don't forget, you promised me."

Even if he can only live for another twenty years, she wants him.