Descent of the Phoenix

A stone bridge in front spans the vast mountain, connected between the two cliffs, the cliffs below the cliffs, deep bottomless, the ticking of the water is coming from the foothills, faint.

Above the cliffs of Wanhua, the mountains are flying and dancing, and the place is quiet.

One step at a time, standing at the front end of the cliff, and taking a deep breath.

The cool mountain wind fluttered past, bringing a strong and clear taste, making people's minds clear and clear.

Followed by the solitary night that rushed out of the moon, he also stood on the cliff in one step, and closed his eyes to feel the breeze. He could not lose his way.

The wind blew through the mountain, and the quick reply of the moon was quiet, and the dagger was pulled out from the shoulder.

The blood was splashed and the grass under the red body was dyed.

There was no change in the look of his face. He looked down on the blade of grass and wiped the blood on the dagger. He glanced at him.

No one, Xuanyuan Che, they have not come out yet.

The brows are slightly wrinkled, this suffocating is so powerful, will they be...

The blood color gradually permeated from the shoulders, but the moon seemed to be undetectable at all.

Standing alone next to the alone night, he opened his eyes and put everything in his eyes. Seeing this step forward, the fingertips were connected at the shoulders of the moon, sealing the acupuncture points around the wound.

The blood color immediately solidified.

Seeing this side of the moon, I saw a lonely night, the red cheeks, the fascinating scene in the suffocating, has completely disappeared into the face of this person, the cold face is still, the atmosphere of the iceberg is stunned.

Seeing this in the moon, I nodded in the night, and I didn’t say much.

This is just an accident. It is an accident for both of them. There is nothing to be pursued, and they are not what they want.

She is not tempted to anger for no reason.

Nodded and stood up, and the side of the moon continually glanced around.

I saw this with both hands in the back of the night, and looked at Haoyue, suddenly opening a cold voice: "My Wang Mei walked with him."

A word that didn’t have a head, immediately let Haoyue sink his eyes.

Slowly turned his head, and the moon looked at the night alone, and there was a danger in his eyes.