Descent of the Phoenix

The sound is gentle and long.

Everyone in the hall was in the sky, and everyone was happy.

"Unfortunately, the widows don't like it." The light smile suddenly sank, and the group of ministers in the hall still did not react. Xuanyuan Che's face was cold and his backhand was a sword.

I saw a flash of light flashing, the **** unicorn in the white jade plate of the drug king's hand, was cut into two halves.

A glimpse of the sleeves, Xuanyuan Che a roll of the broken tiles, cold channel: "The widow still like this." Then, reflexively came to the throne above the high platform.

Full of coldness, full of majesty and decisive.

On the high platform, I have been standing still, even the face that has not changed my face. At this time, I was looking forward to Xuanyuan’s eyes, and a smile suddenly appeared in the depths of my eyes.

A sweet smile.

Looking at each other, thousands of words are in the right eye.

Rather Stick to your guns.

The feelings of the two are not substitutes for anything. Not everything can be compared. The world is important. It is his wish and goal to unify the country.

However, that is by no means based on annihilating one's feelings.

If the world is big, when you reach the summit, if no one can share it with each other, if this world is to be replaced by your own lover, what is the use?

He Xuanyuan Che has not yet reached this position.

A sword cuts off the **** jade unicorn, and when the hall is in the middle of the hall, it is a shocking inspiration. The people in Tianchen are shocked, and the benefits of the door are not, this...this...

And Xuanyuan Yi, Chen Taihou, Murong invincible and other people on the face but no change, only Qi Qi lowered his eyebrows, sighed.