Descent of the Phoenix

Murderous, that is the murderous silence that lurks.

The green eyes are the devils on the prairie.

The wolf is a myriad of grassland wolves.

Days, Ouyang took a breath of cold air, wolf, the most ferocious animal on the grassland.

Don't mess with this guy.

Unconscious cramps in the corners of the mouth, Ouyang numbs in the flying scalp, with a repressed look, quickly glance around the circle.

The dense green eyes are hidden in the grass, and they are not embarrassing.

They are surrounded by a circle.

In the distance, the quiet sound of the approaching sound continues, and it is constantly superimposed on their side.

Ouyang Yufei listened to his ear, and almost wanted to cry.

"Hey, month, wolf, heaven, there are so many wolves coming there? We are surrounded."

Ouyang Yufei's voice is secret, with absolute grief and anger, we are surrounded, this is really a strong word.

A wolf said that the ten wolves had nothing to say, and the hundred were problematic.

Now, from the sound of high grass and rustling that can't hear the footsteps, it is impossible to judge how many wolves are around.

What is certain now is that there is no problem.

It is no problem for them, not wolves.

Ouyang Yufei wants to cry, the first time I want to cry, what is called the tiger hole into the wolf's nest, he is now deeply understanding.

Still picking the time when he has the least power.

The night is filled with darkness.

The green light is gloomy, accompanied by layers of murder.

The back is stretched straight, and the moon keeps the action of adding firewood, and there is no movement.

The jumping fire reflected on her face, reflecting the brilliant color of Hongdandan.

At the moment that Ouyang Yufei felt, she also noticed that it was a danger to the beast.