Descent of the Phoenix

The night is full of color and murderous.

Xuanyuan Xuanhe Xuan Yuyu in this murderous temper, shrugged his head, faceless, tears coming out of Yan Hu's body.

Poorly looking at the distorted Xuanyuan Che and Haoyue: "Father, mother. We are not intentional."

When I said it, I cried out.

In an instant, I saw a small river.

The rain washed away the black soil, revealing two white cheeks.

Hanging on the face, it is clear and clear, and it looks clearer, and it makes the fire of Haoyue and Xuanyuan clear, and the more the original.

Not waiting for the moon and Xuanyuan to get angry.

Xuanyuan jade and Xuanyuan Xuan back behind their hands, quickly extended.

The two were black as if they were in the bottom of the pot, each holding a small plate filled with something that could not be seen at all.

The gray is not slipping away.

Xuanyuan Xuan sipped his tears, while pouting his mouth and looking at his face, and his eyes and eyes were bright and clear: "My sister and I know that I was angry with my father and mother tonight."

It’s not good for us, we are not sensible.

After the father and mother were busy for a day, and we were provoked by us, it was our fault. We regret it. ”

"So, my brother and I thought for a long time and wanted to make a breakfast for the father and mother to make up for the mistakes made by us."

Xuanyuan jade followed the words.

When the voice fell, Xuanyuan Xuan and Xuanyuan Yu looked at each other.

The little mouth slammed, the tears lingered in the eyelids, and I couldn’t keep falling.

This is a big cry, so I pouted, biting my teeth, tears and tears are dead and not letting it fall.

Such a full of grievances and pity.

Instantly touched countless dragon riders and fathers, palace ladies.

If you are looking at Xuanyuan Che and Haoyue standing in the local area, I am afraid that I will have to go forward, and my heart is screaming.

Listening to the two small sayings, the raging moon and Xuanyuan Che looked at each other.

The anger of the eyes is a little convergent.

He licked his mouth, and the two small faces grievances whimpered, and said: "But the fire does not listen to us, how can we not do it."