Descent of the Phoenix

"Your Majesty, this is the letter of Emperor Taihang and the Queen Mother." Just after the sound of Haoyue fell, Yanhu quickly stepped forward and sent a copy of the pigeons of Xuanyuanyi.

Xuanyuan Che took a look and smiled and said: "The father and mother heard that you have children, very happy, I hope we will go back soon."

After all, the smile on his face is also bright.

Haoyue listened and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, the ice has not yet been made, and can't go."

"No, it’s gone, we just received the news, the ice has gone, we can go back to China."

I didn’t think that the voice of the moon was still falling, and Yan Hu and the autumn mark were both at the same time, and the face could not resist the excitement.

"Ice?" Xuanyuan Che, Yun Zhao, Hao Yue, suddenly bright eyes.

"Yes, Ouyang Yufei said, the slowest we can leave after seven days."

After so many days, Yan Hu and Qiu Kee have no choice but to fly back to Tianchen.

"Pick up, prepare for the army, prepare to return." When listening to Yan Hu and the autumn mark, Xuanyuan's eyes have been brightened to the extreme, and the sleeves are full of screams.

"Follow."

Yan Hu and Qiu Qiqie screamed loudly, and the rapid exit began to go.

Returning, finally solved everything and can go back.

Haoyue turned his head and looked at Xuanyuan Che, and both hands were together. Only those who waited for them would be happy.

The wind is light and the clouds are coming, and the spring of the island is coming very early.

Seven days later, thousands of warships, hundreds of thousands of Tianchen soldiers, Heng Chen and the sea before the island, the day flag hunt and dance in the spring breeze.

Return, return.

"We are waiting for you at Tianchen." In one hand, the wine glass, Xuanyuan Che, Haoyue, Yunzhao, Duo Night, even light, Nalan Water, Qi Qi Chao off the Ouyang Yu Feidao.

Ouyang Yufei raised the glass in his hand and smiled and said: "Well, after you settle down everything here, I will come to see the little baby."

"Wait for you." Hao Yue raised his eyebrows.

Xuanyuan Che has a little bit of a drink, drinking a glass of wine, and pointing to Ouyang to fly a gesture, turned his hand and waved: "Starting, return."

"Return, return."

"Go home, go home..."

In the deafening voice, thousands of warships sailed away from the coast of the island and returned in the direction of Tianchen.

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Fight for the finale of tomorrow, 吼吼