Descent of the Phoenix

The line of sight is intertwined, and the ice and the fire are absolutely opposite.

In the hall, people almost felt the sound of sorrow.

Faced with fear, Chen Tai, who was sitting, unconsciously stood up, standing with Xuanyuan Yi and Xuan Yiyi in the hands of Xuanyuan Che, as if they were sitting in front of the three kings of the island, they should not sit.

The temple is silent.

Cold eyebrows in the eyebrows, no weakness, no timidity, only arrogant dictatorship, only a majestic king of domineering, Xuanyuan cold and cold looking back to see the three kings of the island, the body is shrouded in a murderous, high Sitting on a dragon chair.

Take a pair of three, the breath is not weak.

After a short moment of sight, the unknown light in the eyes of the three kings of the island was flashing, and Qi Qi took back the look of Xuanyuan.

"Dingdao smells Tianchen Wang Dashou, and I am asked to wait for three people to send me a gift of the island." The white man's sleeves swayed on the iron wood box and slowly screamed.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be..." Standing on the head of Xuanyuan Yi, sweating, listening to the white man said, immediately put his hands on, there is a little emperor.

The three people standing in the middle of the main hall did not care about Xuan Yiyi. They only looked at the high sitting and the upper ones. Under their imposing manner, they couldn’t move, and they were not affected at all, but the imposing Xuanyuan Che.

The cold eyebrows are slowly picking up. Xuanyuan is looking down at the three people below. He said very slowly: "Would the widow want to thank the island?"

The words fell, the Murong invincible next to him, the right phase, and so on, sweating above the brain, this is too tit-for-tat.

"Pharmaceutical King, you see that my king had received your great grace in your early years, you are..." There was a smile on his face, and Murong was invincible to the white man who was handing alms and was about to make a round.

After a slap in the face, the white medicine king’s sleeves waved and faintly took the words: “The feelings are too early, and the day is still your grace, Tianchen, and the island, and there is no owing any kind of love.”

When the voice fell, Murong’s invincible face suddenly became white, so that he couldn’t read the kindness, that is so imposing today, this...