Chapter 1799
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Mo Ju didn't dare to be garrulous again. She immediately confessed: "I didn't report to the young master in time. I know the crime. Please punish me!"
Mo Lan also immediately said: "please punish me
Rongjing looked at them and said to them, "get up!"
They did not dare to get up in any case.
"I command you to get up!" Let the scenery sink slightly.
Mo Ju and Mo LAN immediately stood up.
"Follow them to the ink Pavilion in the East China Sea. Everyone comes out." Rong Jing looked at the dark place and gave a light command.
Mo GE people who followed Mo Ju and Mo LAN to the East China Sea immediately appeared. Seven of the twelve star spirits followed them to the East China Sea. After they showed up, they did not dare to move and hung their heads. Although it was the idea of Mo Ju to conceal Rongjing, they also participated. If it was not for their participation in isolating the news and relying on the information of the young master, it would not have been possible for the mother and the young master to arrive at Tiansheng for several days before the young master knew the existence of the young master.
"Draw your swords together! If you can hurt me a little today, all of you will not be punished. If you can't hurt me, the Mo Pavilion will be dissolved from now on and will not appear in front of me again. " Let the scene sink.
Ink chrysanthemum color changes greatly.
Mo LAN and other people's faces are all white.
"Childe, my subordinates really know that they are wrong!" Ink chrysanthemum this time is really scared silly, he knows clearly, Rong Jing mouth never empty words. Young master is really angry this time, and very angry. He never imagined dissolving Mo Ge. He really regretted this moment. Although he felt that it was not right to do so since he set foot on this land, he had already opened his bow and did not turn back.
"Childe, my subordinates know that they are wrong! No more! " Mo LAN and others kneel on the ground again.
Rong Jing Mou light is warm and cool, take out the ice soul of waist slowly, say to them: "don't let me say the second time."
Mo Ju, Mo LAN and others are all shocked. In a moment, they all know the temperament of the scenery. They stand up and draw their swords respectively.
"Everyone, back out of ten feet!" Rong Jing Mou Guang swept a circle, warm voice orders.
All the generals, the hidden guards and the patrolling soldiers all withdrew from the camp ten feet away from the camp.
Rong Jing no longer looks at the crowd, ice soul out of the pin, with a sharp cold, straight to the ink chrysanthemum.
Ink chrysanthemum can only face the scalp, Mo LAN and others also know that in any case, they will cut off a wisp of green silk or pierce a section of his robe, even if he is slightly injured. Otherwise, these people will not say the disaster, but will dissolve the Mo Pavilion. Once the Mo Pavilion is dissolved, they will be finished.
After all, Mo GE's people are Rong Jing's subordinates, and the twelve star spirits have been strictly trained since childhood. They are all highly talented people. Together, they are naturally several times more powerful than ordinary masters. In particular, the martial arts of Mo Ju and Mo LAN are much higher than Yi Hong, the young master of Yi family who once let Rongjing take action.
Although Rong Jing is very quick and quick to pick leaves and flowers, these people are not frequent. Although it is difficult to deal with him, he can still play up the spirit of 12 points. In front of Gu Shaoqing's camp, because of the wind of the sword, the grass and trees are flying, and the light and shadow flash, forming a world of its own.
In this part of the world, lightning and thunder, sea wind howling, mountains and rivers collapsed, volcanic eruption, not enough to describe the fierce.
Mo Ju and Mo LAN naturally used all their skills.
Rongjing vent all his anger on them, and he is not polite. After a while, you can clearly see that someone has a color on his body. He seems to have never seen him, and his sword is fierce.
Yun Qianyue naturally knew what was going on outside. Her eyes and ears were sensitive. What's more, they were outside the camp tent. She knew clearly that after feeding rongling, she tidied up her dress and took him out of the Chinese Army account.
However, in a short period of time, even if the spirit of moju and others played up 12 points, they could not support it. I don't know that other people's bodies were decorated with colors, and that of Mo Ju and Mo Lan was also hung with colors.
Although Rongjing is alone, several of them are miserable.
Rong Ling see have fun things, immediately open eyes, excitedly waved small hands to see.
Rongjing crescent moon white robe sprinkled a little bit of Qinghua, clothes floating clothes, heaven and earth seems to be only his own battlefield.
Cloud shallow moon looked for a moment, bowed his head to Rong Ling in his arms and said: "look, he is your father, your mother is not partial to you! Your father is very good. He is more powerful than your uncle. "
Rong Ling was happy to see, and babbled and echoed, as if to say that his mother was right, and that his father was very strong.
Cloud shallow moon can't help but smile and look at the field with the public.
After two sticks of incense, some people lay on the ground, and no longer have the ability to fight back. Together, they were an array, which could play the most effective role. But when they had a breakthrough, it was like a flood discharged from a sluice gate, and then they fell down one by one without the ability to fight back. Finally, only Mo LAN and Mo Ju are left to support.
Not long, Mo Lan also can not support to fall.
Yunqianyue thinks that he is the first of the twelve star spirits in the ink Pavilion and the first little intimate of Rongjing. He is outstanding not only in his mouth, but also in his martial arts. Seeing that he was about to fall, she suddenly called out, "Rongjing!" Let's have a good sword.She swept her sleeves gently, and a trace of breath went to him without a sound. She scratched his green silk and passed by quietly. He came to Mo Ju's side, and helped her to fall to the ground. In a moment, she took it back quietly.
All the movements were just a blink of an eye. No one could see her waving his sleeve, but only heard her shout.
Rong Jing's swordsmanship is just a meal, and then he goes to the ink chrysanthemum.
Mo Ju immediately stepped back and called out, "childe, we won!"
Rongjing's sword stops and raises eyebrows at him.
Ink chrysanthemum tights robe has been scratched countless traces by the sword, Rongjing hands will hang color, his whole body was dyed red with blood, almost no good place, holding the sword, spread out the palm of his hand, regardless of his embarrassed appearance, he said with a smile: "you see, a wisp of your green silk is in my hand now, you lost."
Rong Jing looks at a wisp of green silk in his hand.
"This is also your hair, you can't talk without counting," she said
Rongjing pursed his lips, and suddenly his sword was sold. Without a word, he turned and walked to the big tent of the Chinese army.
Mo Ju wiped sweat, grateful to see the moon, thinking that if the mother just did not save him, the ink Pavilion is over. But the young master seems to be more angry. What should I do?
Seeing that Rong Jing left, no one dared to stop him. Qi Qi made way.
Seeing that the fight stopped suddenly, Xiao Rong Ling pouted out discontentedly, which means that he had not seen enough, and immediately waved his little paws in protest.
Cloud shallow moon lightly flicks his forehead, fast walk a few steps, catch up with Rong Jing, a grabbed his sleeve, soft and soft cry out, "Rong Jing!"
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Mo Ju didn't dare to be garrulous again. She immediately confessed: "I didn't report to the young master in time. I know the crime. Please punish me!"
Mo Lan also immediately said: "please punish me
Rongjing looked at them and said to them, "get up!"
They did not dare to get up in any case.
"I command you to get up!" Let the scenery sink slightly.
Mo Ju and Mo LAN immediately stood up.
"Follow them to the ink Pavilion in the East China Sea. Everyone comes out." Rong Jing looked at the dark place and gave a light command.
Mo GE people who followed Mo Ju and Mo LAN to the East China Sea immediately appeared. Seven of the twelve star spirits followed them to the East China Sea. After they showed up, they did not dare to move and hung their heads. Although it was the idea of Mo Ju to conceal Rongjing, they also participated. If it was not for their participation in isolating the news and relying on the information of the young master, it would not have been possible for the mother and the young master to arrive at Tiansheng for several days before the young master knew the existence of the young master.
"Draw your swords together! If you can hurt me a little today, all of you will not be punished. If you can't hurt me, the Mo Pavilion will be dissolved from now on and will not appear in front of me again. " Let the scene sink.
Ink chrysanthemum color changes greatly.
Mo LAN and other people's faces are all white.
"Childe, my subordinates really know that they are wrong!" Ink chrysanthemum this time is really scared silly, he knows clearly, Rong Jing mouth never empty words. Young master is really angry this time, and very angry. He never imagined dissolving Mo Ge. He really regretted this moment. Although he felt that it was not right to do so since he set foot on this land, he had already opened his bow and did not turn back.
"Childe, my subordinates know that they are wrong! No more! " Mo LAN and others kneel on the ground again.
Rong Jing Mou light is warm and cool, take out the ice soul of waist slowly, say to them: "don't let me say the second time."
Mo Ju, Mo LAN and others are all shocked. In a moment, they all know the temperament of the scenery. They stand up and draw their swords respectively.
"Everyone, back out of ten feet!" Rong Jing Mou Guang swept a circle, warm voice orders.
All the generals, the hidden guards and the patrolling soldiers all withdrew from the camp ten feet away from the camp.
Rong Jing no longer looks at the crowd, ice soul out of the pin, with a sharp cold, straight to the ink chrysanthemum.
Ink chrysanthemum can only face the scalp, Mo LAN and others also know that in any case, they will cut off a wisp of green silk or pierce a section of his robe, even if he is slightly injured. Otherwise, these people will not say the disaster, but will dissolve the Mo Pavilion. Once the Mo Pavilion is dissolved, they will be finished.
After all, Mo GE's people are Rong Jing's subordinates, and the twelve star spirits have been strictly trained since childhood. They are all highly talented people. Together, they are naturally several times more powerful than ordinary masters. In particular, the martial arts of Mo Ju and Mo LAN are much higher than Yi Hong, the young master of Yi family who once let Rongjing take action.
Although Rong Jing is very quick and quick to pick leaves and flowers, these people are not frequent. Although it is difficult to deal with him, he can still play up the spirit of 12 points. In front of Gu Shaoqing's camp, because of the wind of the sword, the grass and trees are flying, and the light and shadow flash, forming a world of its own.
In this part of the world, lightning and thunder, sea wind howling, mountains and rivers collapsed, volcanic eruption, not enough to describe the fierce.
Mo Ju and Mo LAN naturally used all their skills.
Rongjing vent all his anger on them, and he is not polite. After a while, you can clearly see that someone has a color on his body. He seems to have never seen him, and his sword is fierce.
Yun Qianyue naturally knew what was going on outside. Her eyes and ears were sensitive. What's more, they were outside the camp tent. She knew clearly that after feeding rongling, she tidied up her dress and took him out of the Chinese Army account.
However, in a short period of time, even if the spirit of moju and others played up 12 points, they could not support it. I don't know that other people's bodies were decorated with colors, and that of Mo Ju and Mo Lan was also hung with colors.
Although Rongjing is alone, several of them are miserable.
Rong Ling see have fun things, immediately open eyes, excitedly waved small hands to see.
Rongjing crescent moon white robe sprinkled a little bit of Qinghua, clothes floating clothes, heaven and earth seems to be only his own battlefield.
Cloud shallow moon looked for a moment, bowed his head to Rong Ling in his arms and said: "look, he is your father, your mother is not partial to you! Your father is very good. He is more powerful than your uncle. "
Rong Ling was happy to see, and babbled and echoed, as if to say that his mother was right, and that his father was very strong.
Cloud shallow moon can't help but smile and look at the field with the public.
After two sticks of incense, some people lay on the ground, and no longer have the ability to fight back. Together, they were an array, which could play the most effective role. But when they had a breakthrough, it was like a flood discharged from a sluice gate, and then they fell down one by one without the ability to fight back. Finally, only Mo LAN and Mo Ju are left to support.
Not long, Mo Lan also can not support to fall.
Yunqianyue thinks that he is the first of the twelve star spirits in the ink Pavilion and the first little intimate of Rongjing. He is outstanding not only in his mouth, but also in his martial arts. Seeing that he was about to fall, she suddenly called out, "Rongjing!" Let's have a good sword.She swept her sleeves gently, and a trace of breath went to him without a sound. She scratched his green silk and passed by quietly. He came to Mo Ju's side, and helped her to fall to the ground. In a moment, she took it back quietly.
All the movements were just a blink of an eye. No one could see her waving his sleeve, but only heard her shout.
Rong Jing's swordsmanship is just a meal, and then he goes to the ink chrysanthemum.
Mo Ju immediately stepped back and called out, "childe, we won!"
Rongjing's sword stops and raises eyebrows at him.
Ink chrysanthemum tights robe has been scratched countless traces by the sword, Rongjing hands will hang color, his whole body was dyed red with blood, almost no good place, holding the sword, spread out the palm of his hand, regardless of his embarrassed appearance, he said with a smile: "you see, a wisp of your green silk is in my hand now, you lost."
Rong Jing looks at a wisp of green silk in his hand.
"This is also your hair, you can't talk without counting," she said
Rongjing pursed his lips, and suddenly his sword was sold. Without a word, he turned and walked to the big tent of the Chinese army.
Mo Ju wiped sweat, grateful to see the moon, thinking that if the mother just did not save him, the ink Pavilion is over. But the young master seems to be more angry. What should I do?
Seeing that Rong Jing left, no one dared to stop him. Qi Qi made way.
Seeing that the fight stopped suddenly, Xiao Rong Ling pouted out discontentedly, which means that he had not seen enough, and immediately waved his little paws in protest.
Cloud shallow moon lightly flicks his forehead, fast walk a few steps, catch up with Rong Jing, a grabbed his sleeve, soft and soft cry out, "Rong Jing!"
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Mo Ju didn't dare to be garrulous again. She immediately confessed: "I didn't report to the young master in time. I know the crime. Please punish me!" Mo Lan also immediately said: "please punish me Rongjing looked at them and said to them, "get up!" They did not dare to get up in any case. "I command you to get up!" Let the scenery sink slightly. Mo Ju and Mo LAN immediately stood up. "Follow them to the ink Pavilion in the East China Sea. Everyone comes out." Rong Jing looked at the dark place and gave a light command. Mo GE people who followed Mo Ju and Mo LAN to the East China Sea immediately appeared. Seven of the twelve star spirits followed them to the East China Sea. After they showed up, they did not dare to move and hung their heads. Although it was the idea of Mo Ju to conceal Rongjing, they also participated. If it was not for their participation in isolating the news and relying on the information of the young master, it would not have been possible for the mother and the young master to arrive at Tiansheng for several days before the young master knew the existence of the young master. "Draw your swords together! If you can hurt me a little today, all of you will not be punished. If you can't hurt me, the Mo Pavilion will be dissolved from now on and will not appear in front of me again. " Let the scene sink. Ink chrysanthemum color changes greatly. Mo LAN and other people's faces are all white. "Childe, my subordinates really know that they are wrong!" Ink chrysanthemum this time is really scared silly, he knows clearly, Rong Jing mouth never empty words. Young master is really angry this time, and very angry. He never imagined dissolving Mo Ge. He really regretted this moment. Although he felt that it was not right to do so since he set foot on this land, he had already opened his bow and did not turn back. "Childe, my subordinates know that they are wrong! No more! " Mo LAN and others kneel on the ground again. Rong Jing Mou light is warm and cool, take out the ice soul of waist slowly, say to them: "don't let me say the second time." Mo Ju, Mo LAN and others are all shocked. In a moment, they all know the temperament of the scenery. They stand up and draw their swords respectively. "Everyone, back out of ten feet!" Rong Jing Mou Guang swept a circle, warm voice orders. All the generals, the hidden guards and the patrolling soldiers all withdrew from the camp ten feet away from the camp. Rong Jing no longer looks at the crowd, ice soul out of the pin, with a sharp cold, straight to the ink chrysanthemum. Ink chrysanthemum can only face the scalp, Mo LAN and others also know that in any case, they will cut off a wisp of green silk or pierce a section of his robe, even if he is slightly injured. Otherwise, these people will not say the disaster, but will dissolve the Mo Pavilion. Once the Mo Pavilion is dissolved, they will be finished. After all, Mo GE's people are Rong Jing's subordinates, and the twelve star spirits have been strictly trained since childhood. They are all highly talented people. Together, they are naturally several times more powerful than ordinary masters. In particular, the martial arts of Mo Ju and Mo LAN are much higher than Yi Hong, the young master of Yi family who once let Rongjing take action. Although Rong Jing is very quick and quick to pick leaves and flowers, these people are not frequent. Although it is difficult to deal with him, he can still play up the spirit of 12 points. In front of Gu Shaoqing's camp, because of the wind of the sword, the grass and trees are flying, and the light and shadow flash, forming a world of its own. In this part of the world, lightning and thunder, sea wind howling, mountains and rivers collapsed, volcanic eruption, not enough to describe the fierce. Mo Ju and Mo LAN naturally used all their skills. Rongjing vent all his anger on them, and he is not polite. After a while, you can clearly see that someone has a color on his body. He seems to have never seen him, and his sword is fierce. Yun Qianyue naturally knew what was going on outside. Her eyes and ears were sensitive. What's more, they were outside the camp tent. She knew clearly that after feeding rongling, she tidied up her dress and took him out of the Chinese Army account. However, in a short period of time, even if the spirit of moju and others played up 12 points, they could not support it. I don't know that other people's bodies were decorated with colors, and that of Mo Ju and Mo Lan was also hung with colors. Although Rongjing is alone, several of them are miserable. Rong Ling see have fun things, immediately open eyes, excitedly waved small hands to see. Rongjing crescent moon white robe sprinkled a little bit of Qinghua, clothes floating clothes, heaven and earth seems to be only his own battlefield. Cloud shallow moon looked for a moment, bowed his head to Rong Ling in his arms and said: "look, he is your father, your mother is not partial to you! Your father is very good. He is more powerful than your uncle. " Rong Ling was happy to see, and babbled and echoed, as if to say that his mother was right, and that his father was very strong. Cloud shallow moon can't help but smile and look at the field with the public. After two sticks of incense, some people lay on the ground, and no longer have the ability to fight back. Together, they were an array, which could play the most effective role. But when they had a breakthrough, it was like a flood discharged from a sluice gate, and then they fell down one by one without the ability to fight back. Finally, only Mo LAN and Mo Ju are left to support. Not long, Mo Lan also can not support to fall. Yunqianyue thinks that he is the first of the twelve star spirits in the ink Pavilion and the first little intimate of Rongjing. He is outstanding not only in his mouth, but also in his martial arts. Seeing that he was about to fall, she suddenly called out, "Rongjing!" Let's have a good sword.She swept her sleeves gently, and a trace of breath went to him without a sound. She scratched his green silk and passed by quietly. He came to Mo Ju's side, and helped her to fall to the ground. In a moment, she took it back quietly. All the movements were just a blink of an eye. No one could see her waving his sleeve, but only heard her shout. Rong Jing's swordsmanship is just a meal, and then he goes to the ink chrysanthemum. Mo Ju immediately stepped back and called out, "childe, we won!" Rongjing's sword stops and raises eyebrows at him. Ink chrysanthemum tights robe has been scratched countless traces by the sword, Rongjing hands will hang color, his whole body was dyed red with blood, almost no good place, holding the sword, spread out the palm of his hand, regardless of his embarrassed appearance, he said with a smile: "you see, a wisp of your green silk is in my hand now, you lost." Rong Jing looks at a wisp of green silk in his hand. "This is also your hair, you can't talk without counting," she said Rongjing pursed his lips, and suddenly his sword was sold. Without a word, he turned and walked to the big tent of the Chinese army. Mo Ju wiped sweat, grateful to see the moon, thinking that if the mother just did not save him, the ink Pavilion is over. But the young master seems to be more angry. What should I do? Seeing that Rong Jing left, no one dared to stop him. Qi Qi made way. Seeing that the fight stopped suddenly, Xiao Rong Ling pouted out discontentedly, which means that he had not seen enough, and immediately waved his little paws in protest. Cloud shallow moon lightly flicks his forehead, fast walk a few steps, catch up with Rong Jing, a grabbed his sleeve, soft and soft cry out, "Rong Jing!" www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
