Descent of the Phoenix

The mountains are so windy, there is no killing, but with a strong **** atmosphere.

Black whip two people, one arrow connected.

Just stand in the hillside and don't fall.

Mountainside, mountain belly.

So close, it is so far.

A rushing down, squatting down the mountainside, the **** color quickly emerged from the shackles of the moon.

However, it did not cause the slightest attention of Haoyue.

Even rolling down the mountain, the moon is almost rushing to the front of Xuanyuan Che.

The trembling hand held the dagger, and the dagger cut open the black whip that wraps around the two. The moon grabs the dead female body, but does not dare to start.

The arrow on the body of the woman is connected with Xuanyuan.

If it is to promote the body of the female respect, Xuanyuan Che...

"Chee...clear..." It’s almost impossible to say that the landslides in front of the landslides and the invisible eyes of the moon are almost inexplicable.

"It's okay, it's okay." The mouth was calm but calmly pacified.

Xuanyuan's mouth is hung with bright red blood, and turned slightly to look at Haoyue.

Very light and light nodding, my eyes are very gentle.

There is a very cool color in it.

But in the eyes of Haoyue, almost a tear is spreading.

The heart is in a hurry, but the men are not slow.

Haoyue did not dare to incite the body of the female respect, and instead took the hand of the arrow from the back of Xuanyuan, but could barely control the trembling.

That is the location of the heart.

The position that passes through the body of Xuanyuan is the location of the heart.

The hand felt the blood red that flowed down the arrow, and the hot temperature almost hurt her skin and burned her heart.

"Wang Shang, Wang Shang..."

I don’t know the autumn scars that came out from there, and I rushed up.