Descent of the Phoenix

Ouyang Yufei listened to the words of Haoyue, watching the eyes of Haoyue, and soon understood the meaning of Haoyue.

I picked up my eyebrows and did not say it.

At this time, in the face of Haoyue, it is really not too thoughtful.

Moreover, it is obvious that there is absolutely no extra energy in Haoyue, or that she suppresses the emotions that are thinking in that direction.

She will not think about this issue from an objective perspective.

This is his misstep.

Not in the mouth, but Ouyang Yufei's brow is still slightly wrinkled.

The melee of the Central Plains seems normal, and everything is right, and the direction of the first attack and the attack is also correct.

But because it is all right.

Instead, he gave him a feeling of being wrong.

Maybe he missed something.

Summer wind curtains, the weather is dull.

The setting sun is like a fire, and it falls in a moment, and the earth falls into the night.

The starlight is faint, with a state of embarrassment.

The treetops floated in the night wind and rustled.

Very beautiful.

At night, I have been quiet, and I have been in a camp for a day. At this time, I am in a silence, as if everyone is falling asleep.

"Oh." However, in this silence, the moon in the camp, suddenly opened his eyes and opened his eyes.

Murderous, there are two murderous spurts in this direction.

The eyebrows of the moon are cold for a moment.

These days, I rarely sleep because I can't sleep.

No matter how tired, it is tight.

What's more, for the murderous, the perception of the moon, it is definitely the apex.

Someone wants to kill her.

When the corner of the moon was cold, grabbed the dagger and walked away from the camp.