Descent of the Phoenix

"Small one, two, adjust three thousand soldiers to go, be sure."

I didn't say it thoroughly, but when the cold eyes swept over the autumn marks and Yan Hu on the side, the orders and worries were passed over.

"Yes." Autumn marks and Yanhu should immediately go down and turn around and fly out.

The safety of Haoyue, he naturally has to be handed over to the most trusted people to explore.

Looking up at the red sunset, Xuanyuan’s eyes were murderous.

If he is there, no one can move the moon, and no one can move the foundation of Beimu.

"The commander left the 100,000-strong army, the striker changed to the rear camp, and opened to the Zama River..."

The icy and majestic command sound came out of the big account and resounded between heaven and earth.

The night soon fell down.

The stars are twinkling, and the raging fire on the western grasslands is still burning.

Under this night, the bright colors can't be ignored.

The line is re-running.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know the time.

In the cave, Haoyueyu supported Ouyang Yufei and walked in the muddy waters.

From the slightest moisture at the beginning, to the cold water behind it penetrates the foot, not the calf.

Up to now, it is mixed with the mud, and it becomes a thick mud, which makes people walk a deep foot and a shallow foot.

The roads are high and low, do not know if they are walking into the mountain, or out of the valley?

"Hey, let me go." Ouyang, who is not ashamed, looks at Haoyue with a smile.

Throw your weight straight to the moon.

Ouyang Yu, who smiled at the moon, took a glance at it. He nodded coldly: "Well, cut a few pieces and I will carry it back."

Ouyang was crying and sullen at the moment: "Hey, I am a wounded person."

Haoyue heard the words and tilted Ouyang to fly.