Descent of the Phoenix

Step by step to the side of Ouyang Yufei, Haoyue looked at the eyes of Ouyang Yufei.

Very light, very cold, very hard.

"I am very cold-blooded, but I will not let my friend die in front of me, this answer, are you satisfied?"

One word at a time, very slow, but there is a voice.

She is very cold-blooded, although she seems to be more moderate now, and she laughs more, but she can't change her nature.

Cold-blooded, absolutely your own life is the first important.

Others are cockroaches.

But cold blood does not mean ruthlessness.

For a friend, she is definitely a person who can cut the knife.

Otherwise, the few mercenaries she had in her hand would never be brothers who lived on death.

Nothing is more inciting than taking life.

When she used Ouyang to fly a lot, she used the bright and straightforward, and did not give a slight return.

Because she has already identified him as a friend.

Since it is a friend, why care about other small things.

Also because he is determined to be a friend, then at a critical time, she will never be an unreasonable person.

There is a kind of person, just make it.

Then from then on, the knife and the sea will also go for you, and will also protect you.

And Haoyue is such a person.

As long as it is determined, then in this life, when you are rich and wealthy, you may not have her around, but when the danger is difficult, there must be her around.

Under the fire, the black scorpion of the moon is dark and the bottom of the black is not seen.

Ouyang Yufei looked at the black scorpion of Haoyue, his eyes slowly softened, and his mouth outlined a smile: "Satisfied."

"That's going." Ouyang Yufei's voice fell, and Haoyue directly threw out three words.