Descent of the Phoenix

When the eyebrows are raised, the sleeves in the hands are tighter. As long as she is working hard, the sleeves can pierce the heart of Xuanyuan Che at the first time: "You can like it a little."

Xuanyuan Che looked at the small body in front of her eyes, but the arrogant moon, suddenly burst into laughter, the big hand smashed at the top of the moon, laughing: "Good, good, unique, I like it."

Seeing Xuanyuan in the moon, she was not afraid of her sleeve arrows. She snorted: "Unfortunately, I don't like you. I am telling you today, I don't want to play with my mind. I don't have the time to play with you."

After all, the vacant right hand and one hand knife cut off the Xuanyuan's head and neck.

"Small things, the claws are very strong." Xuanyuan faint smile, suddenly lightning-like shots, a palm will grab the sleeves in the hands of Haoyue.

At the sight of the moon, the light flashed in the eyes, and the finger holding the arrow went forward.

The arrow was over, no blood was seen, and the moon only felt the arrow slipping. The muscles on the Xuanyuan chest were eccentric, and the arrow directly scratched the skin on the chest, but it did not hurt.

Damn, the strength in your hand is not enough.

Haoyue quickly frowned. This body has only one tenth of her strength. If she waits for her to return to its peak, how can such a problem arise?

"Now you, not my opponent." A faint laughter filled the ear, though light, but with a very proud pride.

A slight wrinkle between the eyebrows of the moon, an instant hit on the water, a tilted body, it is far from the bath.

Without a single shot, she has no chance to shoot.

The thick breath has wrapped her, it is internal force.

The naked Xuanyuan Che stood up from the pool, and the slender body was completely exposed to the eyes of Haoyue. The messy long hair was spread over the broad shoulders, and the cherry red enamel was dotted on the porcelain chest. The waist curve was perfectly smooth. The six packs are strong, slender and straight legs.

A little bit of water drops bloom on it, and it is dyed into pink skin by the heat. It creates a strong **** taste. This person is simply the perfect masterpiece of God.

Haoyue picked up an eyebrow, this person, **** sexy.

The fingers slowly squirmed in the sleeves, pinching the last move she prepared when she came.

The unparalleled face of the world is full of sinister smiles. Xuanyuan Che looks at the moon standing on the edge of the pool, step by step approaching, and the gaze of the eyes is soaked in the water.