Descent of the Phoenix

Stepping into the house, he glanced at his hands and shook his head and said to himself: "Not yet."

As the first person in the mercenary industry, the 18-weapons weapon is to be proficient, making the whip not a strange thing.

However, waving today, the strength is still far from the previous state, and the strength of the pinch is not good. Originally, I wanted to abolish the four ribs of Wu’s daughter. Now there are only three, so the mistakes, if in modern times. That time it was already fatal.

This person still needs physical exercise.

Squeezing his fists, Haoyue began to pack up.

Murong Qiuqiu was abolished today. If you play a small old one, you must come to seek justice. She doesn’t hurt or love it. No one will support her. Now her martial arts have not fully recovered, and she can’t face it. Then you can only avoid it first and avoid it.

Anyway, this Murong family is not a house for her. At first, I lived here just to exercise and let myself have the power of self-protection. Now, it is time to leave.

There is nothing to carry in Haoyue. There is only one piece of jade that is carried with him. He has been wearing and dressing. He has grabbed two pieces of clothing and turned around and wants to go outside.

"After hitting, this is your rule?" The lazy voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the moon, and the sudden came.

Haoyue was shocked. Who was so close to her that she was quietly silent, and she did not find it?

The cockroach turned around, the sunny house, wearing a lilac robes, a dark-haired man is stepping on the sunshine of the land, backlit.

The bright light flashed behind him, dazzling and amazing.

Haoyue raised his eyes.

In the golden light, the outline of the coming person gradually appeared.

On the face of the knife-cut axe, the eyebrows flew into the shackles, a pair of dark red scorpions with ruined colors, dazzling and fascinating, under the nose of the tall, cherry blossoms, the red lips are thin and squatting.

Unopening to see the five senses is not very good, but with a face, but has captured the style of the spring and autumn, the mountains and the deep sea.

Cold and evil, this word that should not be used together, is displayed by him. This man has the dual atmosphere of enchanting and killing, but the handsome anger and anger.

I have seen too many beautiful men in the past, but this person still attracted her for a moment.

This is a mixture of Rakshasa and Fairy.