Descent of the Phoenix

In one word, I will pour the country and kill the country with one word.

In a normal way, as the spring breeze flies in all directions.

The gentleman does something, and he does not want to do it. Tianchen Wang is not willing to use the poison to win the four countries, to give up the good opportunity, and perhaps even get the idiot attack that does not know what the source is, so that there is no head and tail rumors, immediately curtain On the spring breeze, spread it.

His face was red and bloody, and he looked at the full face of Wenwu’s face with excitement and admiration. He bowed down to Xuanyuan, and the three kings of Hidden Island looked at each other and threw a cold voice, and made a strong breath, turning and flying. go with.

In the eyes of the moon, I saw the corner of my mouth, and I smiled coldly.

"Swing the Yonghe Palace, Junchen fun." A wave of sleeves, Xuanyuan Che looked at the hundreds below, the sound is shocking.

"Put the Yonghe Palace, and the courtiers and friends."

Immediately, the rumbling voice passed away and blew up on the Tianchen Palace.

March spring, golden.

The flowers bloom a thousand red, colorful and colorful.

When the night falls, the group of ministers sip to the sun, and the Tianchen Palace is full of joy.

Outside the glazed hall, the night is like ink, and the stars are empty.

Haoyue was dressed in an eunuch, leaning on the trunk, looking up at the Liuli Temple, how long it had not come here, Liuli Hall, once she was happiest to spend here.

At that time, it was only thirteen years old. At that time, Xuanyuan Che was only sixteen or seven. It was so good.

The corner of the mouth slowly smirked, and the eyes swayed softly.

"Month." In a black gold-plated robes, Xuanyuan Che stood in front of Haoyue, and fixedly looked at the gentle moon, and shouted softly.

Looking down, Haoyue backed against the big tree and looked at the Xuanyuan Che standing in front, did not speak.

The night is graceful, and a round of crescent moon hangs on the treetops. The silvery light scatters, and everything shrouds in the distance. In the distance, the drums and the sky are screaming, the songs and dances are ringing, and the side of the lining is more and more silent.

Under the gentle moonlight, Xuanyuan Che looked at Haoyue, looking at Xuanyuan Che.

Two or two pairs, just look at it, the moonlight stretched the shadow of two people, intertwined.