Descent of the Phoenix

His face was reddish, but it was very dull.

Hao Yue slowly smiled and said: "This time I traveled to Mobei, but I wanted to appreciate the grassland pride. I didn't have any other ideas. Beimu Gaoyi, thank you for the month, this Zhongyi King will be free."

A few words, but the resignation of the gift of this loyal king.

The public in the big account will have looked up at Xiao Tai, and there are people in the heart who are not even in the heart. I didn’t want to make a fuss about it, but after a glimpse of it, the face suddenly showed an unpleasant color.

They want to give this number the same thing, give it to others, this is another matter.

"Through the words, you saved our king and the queen, what should be," said the second largest general of Beimu, Li Kuo, who was screaming at the moon.

"Is not, is it because we can't afford to eat in the north?" The first general of Beimu, Shen Zaimu, sank his face and stared at Haoyue.

The emotions that were originally jubilant in the account were subtle.

The little flower sitting at the door of the door saw this, shrinking and shrinking, approaching Ouyang Yufei, and touching the knife in the sleeve between his fingers.

If you want to say something bad, then grab it and run it.

Instead, Ouyang Yufei is a young god, and he slowly eats the roast lamb in front of him, and he is not moved by everything around him.

"I don't mean this, I only..."

"Yueyue, as long as you are willing, my Huns will give you the right-wing general rank and take charge of the right-wing army." Haoyue did not finish the sentence, and the Xiongnu Wang standing on the other side suddenly sighed.

When the words fell, the northern shepherd in the big account suddenly screamed, and the cockroaches stood up and the oil knife in the hand was cold.

"Sit down." Waiting for the crowd to open, Xiao Tai’s face is cold, and he screams, and the sharp scorpion is instantly pressing.

Yeluji, Ku Zamu and others could not help but distort the face, screaming at the Huns and the moon, as if they had promised in the next month, they would immediately go to kill her.

However, the Huns did not look at the surrounding northern shepherds, only staring at Haoyue.

Losing to the knight of the moon, or the Central Plains who came to visit the mountains, is a humiliation, but only a humiliation.