On the second day of the morning, not waiting for the ink in the shallows, the people who poured the clouds and ancestors came to the hall. ?八一中文网W=W≠W. 81ZW. COM

Mo Xiaoyuan, who had just sat down on the throne, looked at the Manchu martial arts. After the arrival of the person of the sinyun sect, he resigned to the door with horror. His eyes were slightly dark.

"Where is the soul jade?" Jiang Chenqing did not realize that their practice had already stepped on the face of the emperor as the emperor's face. Without notice or any notice, he directly entered the court and forced the retreat to the Manchu. The big thorns stood in the temple.

Perhaps it is not that he did not realize it, but he did not care what the emperors of an ordinary small country need to be scrupulous.

Mo Xiaoyuan under the pressure of his inner dissatisfaction, smiled and said: "You have been so early? Come and give your guests a seat."

A group of eunuchs shrank their necks and moved to the chair, and the people of Yunzong sat down safely.

"We don't mention the stupid things that Yunxian's gimmicks do, but the transaction between the emperor and my lord is still there. We don't want to harass the country. I will give up the soul jade to me later, and we will return to the cloud. Zongfu life." Jiang Chenqing's straightforward opening, although the words are still polite, but the tone and demeanor are not a little respectable.

Rao is a good temper such as Moss, and he was also mad at a sigh of blood. However, due to the strength of the sacred cloud sect, he can only knock down the mixed blood.

At this moment, he really wanted to agree to the innocent proposal last night, and directly cut the unaccompanied **** in the group. They are here to triumph.

"It turned out to be this matter. I have already promised you yesterday. I will do it naturally. I will go to the soul to find the soul jade, but there is something wrong." Mo Chaoyuan said what he had thought of last night.

"Question? What problem?" Jiang Chenqing's face sank instantly.

If it is not for Bai Yunxian to make false claims, how can they be so motivated?

As an elder of the ruling cloud, he did not look at the country like the country. Now he is coming, he just wants to leave early.

"The soul jade is indeed in Laos. You also know that the soul jade was broken into two by my ancestors, one was given to Lin Wangjun, and one was left in the palace. Ten years ago, Junyi The eldest son of the king died in battle and died in the battlefield. After the grief of Jun, the half of the soul jade was buried together with the monarch, and the half of the royal family also entered the emperor's mausoleum with the emperor's illness..." Slowly speaking, the Emperor is still in the dungeon, but he has already died in Xuancheng. The Emperor’s Imperial Tomb is now an empty grave. The body of the dead is only a dead prisoner.

Only all of this, only Mo Maoyuan and Jun Wuxue know.

When Moxuanyuan said all this, his eyes couldn’t help but look at Qin Yuzhen. He didn’t expect Jiang’s reaction from arrogance, but this lady who seems to know the book, and some hope, maybe she can understand the deceased is big, so I can’t tell you how to stop.

However, when Mo Chenyuan finished all this, Jiang Chenqing’s face was already black to the extreme. He stood up and waited for the ink to say: “It’s just a mess, how can the soul jade be buried! Ignorance of the child! Go now Take out two soul jade for us, whether you are digging a grave or not, but this time, we must take the soul jade!"

There was no room for any change at all. Jiang Chenqing’s opening allowed Mo Yuanyuan and Jun’s to dig their graves!

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