Descent of the Phoenix

The sun is shining, it seems to be hot but cold.

The magnificent apse of the palace, surrounded by a strong cloud of pressure, almost all people who are pressured to breathe.

Poisoning, the symptoms of complete poisoning.

However, there is no doctor, any military doctor can tell what poison is in the moon, why it is now.

No one even dares to take medicine.

What poison does not know, how to use medicine, what medicine?

Drowsiness, full of sorrow and dizziness.

Coughing from time to time, the corner of the mouth stretches out a blood.

The bright red color squats down from the corner of Haoyue's mouth, with a shocking red, with a suffocating madness that can drive people crazy.

Two days and two nights, did not wake up.

Two days and two nights, almost all the people were mad.

Haoyue has always been strong, and has always won only loses, never loses, and never has anything to lose.

In the minds of all, she is like a **** of omnipotence, there is nothing that can't be solved, nothing that can't be controlled.

However, when she fell, all the talents found that Haoyue was only a person, not a god. She also had weaknesses, and she would also fight.

This time she was planted on the poison she is best at.

The warm wind is flying, but it can't warm everyone in the apse.

"The rice bucket, a group of rice barrels, launched to go..." A burst of violent roar came from the apse, which is already the commonplace on both days, and there is a growing trend of Xuanyuan's roar.

"Wang Shangrao, Wang Shangrao..."

With the scream of Xuanyuan Che, there are countless petitions for praying for fear.

Autumn marks, Yan Hu, carrying a plate of water basins quietly passed from the side.