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Chapter 1139:Mao Yingying Returns

When Jiang Yuan and Luo Zu three swords were drawn, suddenly, a loud sound of Fengming came from the gossip stove.

This sound, suddenly the condensed to the extreme atmosphere, a break, the eyes of the three people, are turned to the gossip furnace.

I saw the gossip stove, a violent shaking, a look that could collapse and break at any time.

In this case, the Daozu is called a heart-wrenched tremor.

He was very eager to think of his hand, but on the side of Jiang Yuan and the dry Guo, it was dead to lock him, and did not let him move.

Under the attention of the three, suddenly, the lid of the gossip furnace was suddenly flown, and a terrible pillar of fire spewed from the gossip furnace.

In the pillar of fire, you can clearly see a red-hot phoenix swimming.

Immediately, the fire phoenix opened its mouth, and the terrible pillar of fire was directly sucked into her mouth.

The phoenix flying out of the gossip furnace was relatively small at first, but a gossip stove was long in the wind and bigger and bigger.

Finally, the fire phoenix became a huge thing, with a sense of visual oppression.

Fortunately, although Daozu's pedicure palace is called a palace, it can be regarded as a small world, otherwise, I am afraid that such a huge phoenix can not be installed.

The moment the fire phoenix came out of the gossip stove, Jiang Yuan’s eyes lit up.

Because he clearly felt that the momentum emanating from the fire phoenix had reached the point of the second generation, and it was still much stronger than the average second generation.

Obviously, after the exercise of the gossip stove, the little phoenix finally ushered in a big breakthrough as he wanted.

“It’s finally the second generation, so you can’t do it?”

Jiang Yuan's heart is nervous and expected.

Under Jiang Yuan's nervous and expectant eyes, the huge fire phoenix first hovered in the air for several weeks.

The 锵锵锵...

A sound of excitement came from the mouth of the fire phoenix.

Looking at the fire phoenix hovering in the air, Jiang Yuan finally failed to endure the turbulent mood.

“Yin Ying, is that you?”

When Jiang Yuan asked this question, his voice was a little trembling.

Because he is afraid.

Good, just scared.

He is not afraid to go to heaven, and he is not afraid to face the Daozu.

But at this time, there was a feeling of fear in his heart.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

If the phoenix in front of you is not hairy, then it proves that Mao Yingying is really dead.

After Mao Yingying blew himself up, the reason why he was able to survive strong was because of the existence of the little phoenix, which kept a glimmer of hope in his heart.

But if even this hope is dashed, even he himself cannot be sure that he can withstand such a blow.

Hearing the sound of Jiang Yuan, in the air excitedly hovering the fire of the phoenix, the body.

She turned to look at Jiang Yuan, the pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, suddenly showed a very complex mood.

Then I saw her dive and rushed to Jiang Yuan.

In the process, the body of the fire phoenix changed rapidly.

First, the body size continues to shrink, and then gradually from the legs to the upper body.

When he saw that the legs appeared, Jiang Yuan's heart chuckled a little.

For his body, he was naturally familiar with it no longer.

Just a pair of legs, he accurately distinguishes, which is a little different from his own impression of hairy legs.

“It’s hard... isn’t it?”

Jiang Yuan's body was suddenly trembling.

However, he waited patiently.

I waited so long, I didn’t care about that time.

In the tense waiting of Jiang Yuan, time seems to pass particularly slowly.

First the legs, then the upper body, then a little bit of appearance, so that Jiang Yuan's heart is called a restless ah.

Especially in the case of the metaphysical body, and the more and more differences in the hairy body in his memory, it makes him feel like a year.

“It must be, it must be...”

Jiang Yuan constantly cheered himself in his heart, pressing the feeling of suffering and loss in his heart.

Finally, at the most critical time, the head also turned out a little bit.

At this moment, Jiang Yuan's heart was also extremely nervous.

When Jiang Yuan felt that he was about to suffocate, a face similar to Mao Yingying appeared in his sight.

In the end, the fire phoenix formed a nine-point similar to Mao Yingying, wearing a gorgeous plume, with a tall and cold temperament of the beautiful beauty, the beautiful woman standing in front of Jiang Yuan.

Looking at the beautiful people in front of the fire phoenix, Jiang Yuan's eyebrows could not help picking.

In front of the beautiful person, on the face, and Mao Yingying has more than 90% similar, the body, there are some subtle differences.

The biggest difference is in temperament.

Before, it was a kind of generous, giving people a feeling of being a neighbor's big sister.

And the beauty in front of him is a noble and cold, looking down on the temperament of all beings.

This is the change in temperament, so that the beauty in front of the eyes, and the hairy in the memory of Jiang Yuan, at most only nine layers of similarity.

After carefully looking at the beauty in front of him, Jiang Yuan felt that his heart was more confused.

What is this?

It’s similar to 90%, is that it?

Jiang Yuan opened his mouth and wanted to ask her doubts in her own heart.

However, every time he spoke, he said no.

He was really afraid that the last hope in his heart was also dashed.

Although the performance of Jiang Yuan is small, it is completely in the eyes of the beautiful income on the opposite side.

Looking at Jiang Yuan's heart, her face was trembling, and she looked cold, suddenly blooming with a bright smile.

“I have returned...”

Hearing this sentence, Jiang Yuan was struck by lightning, and his body was suddenly stiff.

“Ying Ying?”

Although he had already come up with the answer from the four words he had just received, he wanted to confirm it again.

“It’s me, your hair.I’m not dead, I’m back, I’m back with you, I’m back.”

Mao Yingying obviously wanted to control her emotions, but said that she had not been able to control her emotions in the end, and was happy to burst into tears, crying and laughing.

After determining that she was really hairy, Jiang Yuan directly hugged the hair into her arms.

“Great, really great...”

Jiang Yuan was a little excited and didn’t know what to say, just repeating this sentence constantly.

From his tight embrace of hairy, it seems that the action of rubbing each other into his body, it is not difficult to see that the excitement and happiness in his heart are no less than the hairy.

Holding Jiang Yuan to death, Mao Ying felt that he was being hoarded a little breathless.

But she did not care about these, but more tightly hugged Jiang Yuan's neck, and did not want to be isolated from Jiang Yuan for a moment.

"I don't want you to worry, so I'll be back with you."

Embrace the ginger, said with emotion.

This period of separation is painful for Jiang Yuan, but for her, why not?

Now, well, finally come back, no longer have to suffer from the separation of thoughts.

Just as the two were immersed in this beautiful moment, an untimely voice suddenly appeared, their interest, and the destruction was clean.

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