Descent of the Phoenix

The sword is empty, and it is as fast as electricity.

The Ouyang patriarch was bent on his death, and his shot was not reserved.

Ouyang Yu, who stood opposite him, saw this and could not help but yell.

I quickly rushed over and slammed into the wrist of the Ouyang patriarch.

"Oh, don't."

The Ouyang patriarch was tightly held by Ouyang Yufei, and the movement could not move.

Seeing this tearful face shook his head: "It is my fault. If we are not too persistent, too radical, it will not be like this now.

We...we..."

"Human husband, suicide is a kind of behavior.

Now is not the time to commit suicide. It is the most important thing to appease and appease them. "Ouyang fluttered at him with a red eye."

The people here have not accepted this fact and began to collapse.

If this is allowed to continue in this way, the consequences will be unimaginable.

So many people are crazy or crazy, simply...

Then I sat on the ground and hurriedly heard the words of Ouyang Yufei.

After all, it is the patriarch of a family, and his heart is angry, sad, desperate, or barely able to get a little bit of priority.

When I stood up, I stood up and grabbed the hand of the Ouyang Patriarch.

Blood red eyes: "To die, wait until the things here are settled to death, then I will accompany you, now we must do our best."

The Ouyang patriarch looked at the tough Ouyang Yufei in front of him and looked at the flying side.

He gnawed his teeth and said nothing.

Just pushing Ouyang Yufei. Turn around and go to the islanders who have already begun to collapse.

Appease, must be appeased.

Otherwise the consequences of madness and collapse will be devastating.

The wind is light and the sky is chaotic.

Standing on the cliff not far away, watching the moon and other people in this scene, all the faces and serious complexion.

It is impossible to estimate how much damage this kind of collapse will have.

The knees were slightly soft, and even flicked to the ground.

Looking at her parents, looking at the flying patriarch, looking at the eyes of all the people who started to collapse, began to mist.

The crystal tears are like broken beads, which flow quickly.