Descent of the Phoenix

"tasty."

"Well, very good, brother, I really look down on you."

"delicious."

The essence of the food is not known and praised, by Xuanyuan Che, Ouyang Yufei, Yun Zhao, these three people, to play to the extreme.

As for the side of Murong Yi, ignore it directly.

The man really did not have the high line of the three, and he began to look blue.

Seeing this in the moon, the gods flashed in the eyes, and the face was very light.

"I thought you didn't like it, you wouldn't open it. If you like it, then you should eat it all."

Gently waving his hand, Murong invincible personally stepped forward and unveiled the second.

Green and white, golden and green.

The form is extremely moving and lifelike.

However, Xuanyuan Che, Ouyang Yufei, Yun Zhao, at first sight, a heart and blood blocked in the throat almost to spray the sky.

If you say that silkworm cocoon they don't know what it is, okay.

This thing in front of you, even if it is expensive for the emperor Xuanyuan Che have seen.

That spring, summer solstice, autumn, and more in the grass.

The child catches a few hands.

A plate of golden green grasshopper that is being sizzled.

The head is the head, the body is the body, the legs are the legs, and even the wings are not broken.

Complete.

"Wow, okay." Yelu Hongyun chopsticks fly like.

One bite to go, one with your feet and wings.

Sucking a mouthful of water, Ouyang Yufei, Xuanyuan Che, Yun Zhao, looked at each other.

I saw the horrible from the eyes of the confrontation.

I knew that Haoyue took into account their ability to accept and was not prepared to open the worm feast.

What do they do to ask for their hard work and praise.

Oh, this is the punishment for telling lies.

Hey, are they getting it wrong?

The heart is abdomen, but the three of them are hard to say.

In addition to Haoyue, there is a Yeluhong tiger watching.

They are not willing to lose their old faces in front of this little boy.

Twisting the chopsticks, the three men began to reach the grasshopper at a speed of one meter per hour.

"Monday, why don't you eat?"

Picking up the golden grasshopper that was fried, Xuanyuan's mouth was outlined with a brilliant smile.