Descent of the Phoenix

"Prince, go, go."

The voice urging in the ear is getting more and more urgent, but he just wants to watch the man being rescued, just want to make sure she is still alive, he just wants it.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

The fixed eye, without speaking, has already been said a lot, and there is sound in the silence.

A cold rain.

"Wang, you can rest assured that you are excited now. You may not have the autumn mark carefully. You must believe him, believe him, cough. Besides, Du Yi catches up. He can do it. Wang Hao will never have anything. You are now going down, you can't catch up with Wang Hao, and it's too late." Tightly holding Xuanyuan Che's Yan Hu, while coughing blood outside, and quickly swaying toward Xuanyuan.

The angry lion, in the last sentence of Yan Hu, suddenly calmed down.

Xuanyuan Che, who was trapped by the six leaders, suddenly stopped the mad struggle, and Yan Han’s last sentence reminded him.

Du Yi chased it up. With Du Yi’s martial arts, he should be well protected and should be able to.

Moreover, even if he goes down now, it is too late.

Yan Hu’s words finally called back his mind.

"Let's go." It's just a moment's effort to switch from crazy to cold.

A volcano instantly became a thousand years of ice, and such a change made everyone stunned, and the whole heart was raised.

Yan Hu sees this, while slowly letting go with other leaders, while nervously guarding, their princes should not lie to let them go, then...

Didn't let Yanhu and so on worry more, Xuanyuan Che took a deep look at the black lacquer and could not see the mountain, suddenly turned his body.

Looking for death, no, he will never, his aunt will still be alive, he believes in her, he believes in Du Yi's ability.

He should believe them, he can only believe them, I hope, I hope...

Well, now, what he has to do, blood debts are paid.

A face kills, a bloody.