Descent of the Phoenix

A cold voice, a wave of waving a month, a long whip suddenly pulled out, the woman who was **** by the long whip, was immediately thrown high.

"Oh." He only heard a loud noise, and the woman who was thrown up fell heavily on the ground, and did not move.

The crisp cracking sounded and several ribs were definitely broken.

"What are you, dare to yell at me." The cold voice carries an unquestionable overbearing.

I thought that in those years, the political leaders of all countries wanted her to rob them of the people they were going to rob, and they also had to give her three points of privilege. The little girl, who is a general manager, dared to yell at her, when she was vegetarian.

"Ah..." The servants around them reacted at this time, and suddenly they screamed in panic.

The cold eyes swept away, the stern coldness passed by, the screaming people lived one by one, and the feet kept tremble, but they did not dare to run. Under the eyes of Haoyue, they were all chilling.

Murong’s most useless Miss Yue Yue, when was so terrible.

After a whip, Murong Qiu was already hurt, and the painful wailing gradually concealed, and even the voice of screaming was gone.

Looking at this cold and cold, I received a long whip in my hand, stepping forward and stepping on the right hand of Murong Qiu, who can only make a sound, and the foot is slightly weak, only listening to the sound of a bang, Murong Qiu The right hand bone was broken by the moon.

There was no snoring, and Murong Qiu’s head stunned.

In the future, she can no longer practice martial arts.

The people who were already scared by the war, the face was even whiter.

"On my site, I am the rule." Coldly, throwing this sentence, the long whip in the handle of Haoyueyu was thrown into the stunned Murong Qiu, and he walked slowly toward the house.

The world mercenary community and even the killer world, with the ability to respect, she Lin ranked first in the world, she is the rules, her rules are the rules of the killer world and the mercenary community.

"Roll." The cold drink was accompanied by an unquestionable order.

Murong Qiu, killing the murderer of the original Murong Yuyue, the price is to be paid back, this fairness is to be discussed.

The people under the trepidation, as soon as they listened to the cold drink of Haoyue, immediately felt like being liberated. They helped the unconscious Murong Qiu and Wu’s daughter, and ran away when they spread their legs and feet. It was like a rabbit.

This quiet little courtyard is back to silence.