Descent of the Phoenix

As far as I am an outsider, it is best to start.

Don't be grateful to me. I will have a life in the future. You will be obedient. ”

When the voice fell, I saw the black face of the moon, and kicked it toward the Capricorn.

So little thing, I want to live, roll.

The Capricorn kicked by the moon was depressed and turned to seek support.

As a result, there was no support, but instead I got a few sticks with white eyes.

"It’s not bad." In this white eye, the injured King of the Island, Wang Zun slowly opened his mouth: "This is always a matter of account."

Speaking of this, turned to look at the Ouyang Yufei who helped him.

Reaching out and gently patted Ouyang Yufei’s hand and sighed: "The island will be handed over to you later, you manage it."

After all, holding Ouyang Yufei’s hand, his eyes swept deep and glanced at him, without any expression of the moon.

Silently sighed: "Unfortunately, my Nalan is still broken."

The words slowly shook his head, and the desolation on the other side did not have the slightest disguise.

Ouyang Yufei listened to the backhand and clenched the hand of the king of the island, smiling and whispering a few words in the ear of the island.

The king of the island was suddenly awkward.

Then the eye glanced up and down on the abdomen of the moon.

In the old eyes of the desolation, it’s not a gratifying gratification to flash a trace.

The unfortunate month of being watched is a glimpse.

"Let's go." Holding Ouyang Yufei's hand, Wing Island Wang Zun first went outside the Bijing Palace.

Seeing behind and behind the guardianship, I saw this with the silver family.

Suddenly they shot together and punched their chests.

I saw the blood rushing out, and the three faces turned pale like paper, and the air floated.

A pair of seriously injured, toward the cloud, Xuanyuan Che, Capricorn went.

Xuanyuan Che and other three people see this, silently pick up the left and right guards and other three people, they walked outside the Jingjing Palace.

The golden light is dazzling and the autumn is golden.

"Boom." A dull golden bell sounded and swayed.

The Wendao Wenwu Baiguan, who was waiting outside the Bijing Palace, had already waited for his fists and anxiously wanted to know the result.

When the bell came out, everyone looked up instantly.