Novel Name : Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort

Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Chapter 1793

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Chapter 1793

The voice fell, and the face of the king of Hades changed a few times.

The mood fluctuated so much that almost everyone in the hall could feel it.

It's as if his weakness has been identified and defeated.

Finally the angry mask collapsed, leaving only the thin but reddish eyes.

"Alas." A sigh, Ming island King Zun slowly looked up, eyes slowly red.

Standing on the high platform, Ouyang Yufei said that he could not return to the silver family leader from God.

After a moment of silence.

A trace of comfort, a trace of helplessness, a trace of sadness, a variety of complex emotions, intertwined with a responsible expression.

After slowly looking at the palace looking at the top of the Ming island King Zun.

"We all forget how clever the child is.

He was able to detect the difference and make such a big move, but he could not guess Wang Zun's idea.

It is the child who knows Wang Zun the most in the world. "

Mixed with too many complex emotions, the silver family sighed deeply.

And the silence of the hall, because this sounds strange, but in fact full of feelings, the atmosphere began to fluctuate.

Blood red eyes of the moon stopped struggling.

Xuanyuanche, Yunzhao and Capricorn all looked at the past together.

Even two small fences and Lingyu blinked quietly.

And the left and right Dharma protectors, who are high above, look at each other, and see absolute shock and surprise in their eyes.

What does that mean?

I know Wang Zun best. What Ouyang Yufei did is

They're a little confused and a little understood.

Slowly shook his head, and the king of Hades lowered his head.

I just smile and watch Ouyang Yufei.

Shame in that eye, persistence in that eye, admiration in that eye

Wang Zun of Ming island sighed deeply again, extended his hand slowly, and gently stroked Ouyang Yufei's head.

"Why can't you be a little stupid?"

Gently low sigh, mixed with not just cold and angry.

But deep gentleness and love.

It was an outpouring of truth.

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