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[114] Take him to the army

There are many different opinions about why the fox emperor bleeds in the Nine Heavens. Some people say it was the unintentional act of the queen, and some people say it was the ancient Yuezun intentionally scapegoating the Nine Heavens and provoking the relationship between the Nine Heavens and the Fox clan.

This is why all the immortals and immortals held their own opinions when the court discussed in the Nine Heavens Jade Qing Hall.

But just now, I almost admitted that the matter was done by the Spirit Girl.

Mo Chuan saw it and took a step back without hesitation, and stood side by side with Fu Chen standing there, catching everything in the yard.

The man in front of him is a person who can bend and stretch and understand the current affairs. He will never hold on to the interests of the person in front of him. The spirit girl, Zhaoyue, the fox clan, and even the feather clan who hides behind to watch jokes, is more important, not to mention that Fusang can clearly grasp it, he can clearly grasp it any Tianshi person.

If you admit it, letting go of your figure will benefit you but not harm you.

But Zhao Yue also knew that he would do this, and smiled slightly without surprise: "Cangyuanjun has been guarding the Fox Emperor in the Medicine King Valley for two days, but this blood on his forehead is indeed indispensable. Even if I go there personally, it will be futile without this medicinal material."

She turned her head slightly and glanced at Fu Chen.

The prince of this dog has excellent understanding ability, not to mention his acting skills. Even Mo Chuan didn't notice that he was already sobbing softly with tears on his face.

Fusang turned around and glanced at the sob little fox, frowned.

He frowned because he was most annoying to see the child crying and could be inexplicably irritated at just one glance.

Zhao Yue also frowned because the prince was a natural actor, and the tears came to her as soon as they were told, and she couldn't tell whether it was true or not.

As for Mo Chuan's frowning, it was because he knew that the person in front of him was the tall prince of the Heavenly Clan who had once been, and even if he was stabbed several times in front of him, he would have a tense face and expressionless expression.

Even the ancestor Hongjun was extremely surprised and looked at Zhao Yue in front of him with an incredible look. He really didn't expect that the ancient Yue Zun would actually train the Emperor's spiritual consciousness to look like this. No one would have thought that this would be the world sword that held the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand!

"Besides, this fox emperor is the father of his disciple. If the Heavenly Lord wants to do it, it may not be reasonable." Zhao Yue still frowned. As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Chen in the yard was heartbroken and moved.

Mo Chuan raised his eyebrows and raised his hand and gently pushed it: "Come on, follow me into the house, I'll accompany you."

Then, he brought the crying and mournful Fu Chen and entered the inner room.

The moment the door of the house fell, the little fox in front of him who was still crying, turned around with a indifferent look on his face, sat at the table under the window, and raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face.

Mo Chuan couldn't help but shrugged his shoulders and giggled.

Fu Chen looked at him dissatisfiedly and complained: "Stop laughing, I won't be able to hear what they are saying."

The sky gradually was shrouded in dark blue colors. The sky of Kunlun Palace and the bright stars formed a beautiful Milky Way, with stars shining with brilliance.

The palace lanterns in the yard slowly illuminated and reflected on the faces of the three people.

"Don't worry about this. The Ninth Level of Blood on your forehead will definitely take the freshest one to the Medicine King Valley." He sighed lightly, "The inner person will also let Yue Zun's death."

Zhao Yue still smiled and waved her hand in a grand manner: "Hey, the Heavenly Lord said just now that the Empress Tian Hunter was good in its original intention, but just wanted to do me a favor. Since the original intention was good, the Heavenly Lord was willing to come up with the most important medicinal herbs, so I had nothing to do to the Empress Tian Hunter."

She lowered a little bit of the voice, but she could still make everyone around the yard hear clearly: "After all, the Empress of the Heavenly Queen is the prince's mother. The prince is still young and inappropriate. All the world is not a sage, and gods will make mistakes. It is impossible to improve if you know the mistake. Don't ask the Empress of the Heavenly Queen for his sins."

The people outside the other courtyard sounded like Zhao Yue was virtuous and kind, but Fusang's face was ugly.

Fu Chen looked at Fusang's face through the carvings in the window, sneered, and pushed a cup of warm teacup in front of Mo Chuan.

"This ancient Yuezun is so amazing." Mo Chuan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"What's the solution?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at his side face with the moonlight.

"The Heavenly Lord came here to depose the queen." After saying this, he realized that something was wrong, and then said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Then Fu Chen waved his hands: "It's okay, I only hate the spirit girl now."

Mo Chuan didn't believe it very much. Everyone in the sky and earth knew what Prince Fuchen did for the Spirit Girl. In just a hundred years, he didn't believe it very much.

Fu Chen glanced at him and said lightly: "Do you still remember what I told you about Junjishan."

The moonlight shone on Fu Chen. He looked outside silently and stared at Fusang's face: "From the beginning to the end, the spirit girl has nothing to do with that matter. On that Junji Mountain, I met Zhao Yue."

A few words surprised Mo Chuan: "What?"

Fu Chen said nothing, just looked at him, nodded, and sighed: "Zhaoyue will not let the spirit girl be deposed. If Yun Surou sits on the lord of the harem, the world will be in chaos."

He said firmly, and at that moment, through his young body, Mo Chuan really saw the appearance of the world's number one war god.

"The Empress of the Heavenly Queen is very polite to me. I think that although she is in the Ninth Heaven for many years, she is only an ordinary girl, and what she does can be called a role model for women in the world. There is nothing wrong with it. Don't be too harsh on the person next to her because of a small thing that can be reversed."

She smiled and said that she would cause trouble for Fusang, but she also lost the praise of many people outside the yard.

"But..." Seeing that it was almost done, Zhao Yue's painting style changed, and the smile on her face disappeared in an instant. "I don't pursue the matter of the Empress of the Heavenly Emperor because of the Heavenly Emperor's face. However, I have to pursue the matter of Kunlun Palace. While you are here, can you be the master of me?"

Fusang was a little surprised and glanced at the people outside the courtyard: "What bad treatment did Zhaoyue receive in Kunlun Palace of our Heavenly Clan?"

"Hmph." She sneered, "There are people outside the palace every day and night. My disciple was invited by the ancestor Hongjun to participate in the qualifying competition. And the elders of Kunlun Palace, how do you treat me, the participating disciple today?"

There was a silence all over the place.

"If this elders' home in Kunlun Palace sits in that position and does nothing and makes some fancy things all day long, then it will just be dispersed. It is also considered that the Heavenly Lord will apologize to me."

Zhaoyue's words were reasonable, and no one inside or outside the hospital dared to say anything.

Fusang's face looked extremely ugly, and he glanced at the people outside the courtyard, with a sharp murderous aura in his eyes.
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