Descent of the Phoenix

The moon was so strong that it was also used by Ouyang to fly to the top of the ten punches for two or three punches.

Pain, making people crazy.

Although this time in the thousands of horses and horses to kill the enemy coach countless.

However, there is absolutely no madness in masters.

Suddenly, at night, I saw only the moon and Ouyang flying together in the air, and the winds of the five-leaf leaves were raging.

"I want you not to care for yourself..."

"You want to hurt, I make you hurt..."

"..."

The body that wobbles, you come to me, mixed with the anger and distressed buzz of Ouyang Yufei.

"You are a jerk, this time there will be less people who will still go, the days are still going to be, and you will be self-abuse to this extent..."

"Hey." One month's fist was smashed on the nose of Ouyang Yufei, and suddenly interrupted the roar of Ouyang Yufei.

In the white and clean face, two nosebleeds flowed down, and the painful Ouyang flew in the nose.

In this pumping room, Haoyue regained the arm of Ouyang Yufei, and squatted on the back of Ouyang Yufei. The leg was tightly attached to the vest of Ouyang Yufei.

"Ouyang is flying, don't think I won't kill you."

The cold voice rose and it was cold, but it didn't seem to be cold.

It is killing people, not hitting people, fighting her, but killing Ouyang Yufei, even if Ouyang is flying high, it will be done.

Turning his head and looking at the moon on his back, Ouyang Yu Fei said: "Kill."

Staring at Ouyang Yufei, the face of Haoyue, very cold.

A night wind blew, and the moonlight became brighter.

Immaculately shines on the faces of two people, body, a large piece of bruising.

A short silence.