Descent of the Phoenix

It was only when it was cold, but suddenly the throat was sweet, and the smell was straight and the nose and mouth were straight, and the control could not be controlled.

"Oh." Blood rushed out like a blood sword, and shot straight to the ground.

The body was soft and the face was pale and snowy. It was planted on the ground at the end of the month.

"琉月..." looked at the Xuanyuan Che of the moon, and was shocked at once, almost screaming out loudly, and an official who had tore the toast before him, and the heart was rushing to the end of the moon.

Standing on the face of Haoyue, Du Yibing’s face was shocked, and he almost did not want to reach out and grabbed the fallen moon.

"What happened?" At the same moment, I saw the cloud call here. I stood up and stunned and shook my eyes.

"Wang Hao..." This is the autumn mark of Haoyue, Yanhu, this time is also a big shock, flew up from both sides.

I have never seen them like Wang Hao. What is going on? What is wrong with this?

"Month, month..." The violent amnesty shocked the square in the night.

Xuanyuan Che looked at her eyes closed, her face was just white, and she suddenly had a strange red moon, her eyes were suddenly bloody, and her face was extremely bright.

The accident is sudden, and the Yiyi in front is still going on.

The fire circle flew in the sky, and it exploded in the sky. A meteor shower fell, and the beautiful ones could not be added.

In that beautiful, six people with clown colors, standing side by side under the fire, eyes faintly looking at this side.

Sparks splashed.

The seemingly ridiculous face, in the light of the white light shining in the surroundings, is filled with coldness, and there is a gloomy sensation that cannot be said.

The fireball ended and the six people disappeared.

The whole feast, chaos.