Descent of the Phoenix

A fire, very simple, can be put at any time, but this is a thousand miles of thousands of miles, so densely from the forest and the dead leaves of trees, a fire, the mountain wind together, the flames of the miles, they are estimated to give birth, also Can't fly out.

"Fire can't, water, torrents?" The solitary night is cold and clear.

The river can't destroy them, so the big rivers, the raging rivers, if they can't destroy them, they will rush their smell, no smell, these things should turn around and return.

"Without three days, there will be no big rivers."

Indifferent and awkward, there is no hesitation.

Xuanyuan Che, alone in the night, while eyebrows fretting, how do you know that there is no big river in three days.

I don’t know that Haoyue is very familiar with the rainforest. The smell from the air, the smell from the ground, the softness of the soil, and the growth of the trees can distinguish the terrain and the river in this area. I only know why, I don’t know why it can be compared.

"There will be suffocating in the front ten or so, pay attention." Deeply sniffed the air, and suddenly the moon shouted loudly.

"Yes." Autumn marks, Yan Hu, immediately replied loudly, even Murong invincible should also be a voice, in the minds of the generals, strength determines everything, the level of seniority is secondary.

Qinglian, who is behind a few people, listened to the words, and was so surprised that he grabbed Xuanyuan in front of him and walked side by side with the moon. He looked at Haoyue Road with amazement: "How do you know?"

The squinting eyes of the moon swept the Qinglian one, and lazy.

"Taste." Behind him, the solitary night throws two words coldly.

Helium, suffocating, that is qi, it is emitted from the air, and the taste is identifiable. This is not difficult to judge.

"I know, but this is ten miles away." Qinglian looked back at the night.

Ten miles away, what kind of suffocation can spread to ten miles away, this is too outrageous.

He was silent when he was alone, and he also wanted to know.

"Month." Xuanyuan Che gently called the moon at this time, in fact, he also wants to know.