Descent of the Phoenix

Then, in the end of the island, except for the smog, it is absolutely impossible to have a second end.

A silence.

Bijing Palace has never been so silent in so many times.

The autumn dance of the temple is not as cold as the cold.

Vaguely with a little heating.

And the martial arts and civil servants standing outside the Bijing Palace, look forward to the slightest focus.

They only heard the powerful attack in the Bijing Palace.

As for the extent to which it has arrived, there is no result, it is really inaudible.

It’s a little anxious not to start from one.

Jinguang shines through the sky in the corner of the main hall, and the golden dance does not lose its brilliance.

In the hall of death, the king of the island is angered by Ouyang Yufei, and Ouyang’s pair of flying dragonflies are staring at the king of the island.

For the rest, everyone did not speak, just staring.

The breath of silence surrounds a long time.

The anger of the king of the island was slowly dissipated in the eyes of Ouyang Yufei.

On the face to restore the joy of elegance and endless helplessness.

"You."

Gently sighed, the king of the island, slowly respected and stroked the head of Ouyang Yufei.

The deep love and pride in the eyes can no longer be blocked.

It is the pride of his eternal life to have a disciple in this life.

Listening to the sigh of the king of the island, watching the spoiled love in his eyes.

Ouyang Yufei’s heart jumped.

He knows what this means, he knows.

At the moment, the eyes are red, and the screaming is called: "Master."

"It's not in your mind, it's such a big person, how come red nose."

The corner of the mouth slightly outlined a smile, and the king of the island patted Ouyang Yufei's shoulder and smiled slowly.

Ouyang Yufei did not say anything, but just reached out and hugged the King of the Island.

Just as the excited child hugged his father tightly.

The hidden affection can no longer be controlled, and the surging surges.

The king of the island patted the back of Ouyang Yufei and shook his head gently.

Standing behind them, the silver family and the left and right guards, and seeing this rare smile.