Descent of the Phoenix

That is Xuanyuan's blood.

There are not many things, but the man is changing his life. How can he just fall?

What's more, Qiu Yanyan Tiger has searched all the doctors for two days.

But no one can change the status quo, no one can heal the moon, and no one can help Xuanyuan.

The special sandalwood and toothpaste of the island are not ordinary things. They are eaten and can't be used.

Moreover, Ouyang Yufei is also able to help this time. He does not know what kind of sandalwood and toothpaste are used by the people in the island.

Naturally, there is no such thing as the ability to try to solve.

Everything can only rely on Xuanyuan's blood, how can it be wasted, how can it be discarded.

Looking coldly at the arrested cloud call, Haoyue picked up his eyes and wasted, a bowl of lotus soup, what waste, or what is inside?

When the voice fell, the hand of the moon slanted, and the bowl of red lotus seeds fell down on the ground with the hand of Haoyue.

And the cold eyes, but staring at Yun Zhao and Ouyang Yu.

Bright red color, red as agate.

"琉月..." The sound is so strong that Yun’s face changes slightly and he wants to stand up and grab it.

I didn’t want to lift my body yet, next to Ouyang Yufei suddenly stepped on his foot, stopped the figure that he wanted to get up, and smiled at the moon and said: “If you don’t make up, don’t make up, a bowl of deer blood lotus seeds.”

The pain from the toe was immediately raised, and he was too exposed.

At the moment, Yun called his face slightly, and shook his head and recovered. It was just a loss of words: "It’s a pity that the deer blood, this is a good lamb blood."

The cold eyes of the moon swept the expressions of the two people. Seeing the darkness of the eyebrows, the faint snoring, throwing the bowl on the table.

A meal is very cold.

Not much to say, when Ouyang Yufei and Yun Zhao were in the gap, a few invisible pairs glanced at each other and sighed silently.