Descent of the Phoenix

Looking at the moon, I don’t look at the flames behind me, carrying half a bucket of kerosene, and slowly walking towards the right side of the first level.

What is the use of wood people?

Burn with fire, still do not believe that burning does not destroy them.

This year, I did not hear that wood was not afraid of fire.

Carrying a wooden barrel, the moon is full of strength.

How good is the island, how great is the genius.

She hasn't been afraid of the next month. From today, come and kill one, and two will destroy one pair.

It was pressed for a long time by the island. .

This time, I am not afraid of you.

In the flame dance, Xuanyuan Che, Ouyang Yufei, Yun Zhao, attracted the attention of the gatekeeper in the hall.

And this guy in Haoyue, in the back against a kerosene barrel, set fire to burn.

"Hey, how are you so hot?"

In the hall, the teenager sitting in the high place, waving his hand, this late autumn, not cold is not bad, how hot today is sweating.

This time is not correct, the juvenile made a judgment.

And Xuanyuan Che, who is struggling back to back in the hall, waits for three people.

Even if you concentrate on it, you feel the temperature is not normal.

Not a face exchanged a look, not right.

However, they were so moved in the heart, and suddenly a flame came out of the window outside the hall.

In this black, it is particularly conspicuous.

"Fire, how can there be a fire?" The boy saw it at a glance, his face full of horror.

He has never had a fire here, this fire...

"Someone set fire, sneak attack." The boy suddenly screamed and jumped up and turned and ran outside the hall.

Sneak attack, arson, Xuanyuan Che and other three people immediately called a bad.

At this time, this place, who is out of the moon.

"Fast, broke this place." Xuanyuan screamed, and the strength in his hands was raised to a very high level.

At the same moment, the speed of Ouyang Yufei and Yun Zhao’s hands is getting faster and faster.

At this time, the right side has been poured half of the moon, in a reserve room, filled with thousands of wood people.

On the round table in the middle of the moon, holding a few sheets of paper in his hand, his eyes flashed with evil light and smiled.