Descent of the Phoenix

"It doesn't make much sense. I already have a fiancé. If I am too close to other men, my fiancé will be jealous."

After all, he turned his head and turned to Ouyang, who was flying around, and reached out to grab the hand of Ouyang Yufei.

"What?" Unbelievable, totally unbelievable, how is this going back?

I haven't seen it for a few months. Why did she meet him? The month told him that she had a fiancé and could not be close to him.

Jokes, this is a big joke.

Her husband is him, he is Xuanyuan, definitely not someone else.

"Wang Hao." Behind him, the autumn mark of Xuanyuan Che’s face was heavy, and he couldn’t help but slammed into the moon.

First, we must marry the Solitary Night. They don’t say it. Now they are in the presence of their king and pull out a fiancé.

Are they king sorry for her? Why do you want to hurt their king so much, this was once born with their king, and Wang Hao, who is still in the middle of the poor, is not crazy?

"Wang Hao, how can you say this?" Yan Hu could not help.

Only Du is silent, and the horse walks to the side of Haoyue, and the horse is trailing. She is his master.

Compared with the anger and unbelievable of Xuanyuan Che and others, Ouyang Yufei, who is surrounded by Haoyue, is also slightly surprised. He twisted and looked at the hand that Yuyue held.

Seeing Ouyang Yufei turned to look at her, the enchanting voice of Hao Yue laughed: "Don't you want to be my fiancé?"

A enchanting smile, a ghostly photo, can shake all the eyes of the world.

Ouyang Yufei listened to the moon and said so, after a flash of meditation in his eyes, he immediately laughed, and the world was unparalleled.

Gently holding the hand of Haoyue, Ouyang Yu laughed and said: "Nature is willing, my fiancee."

The sound is warm and ethereal, but it is flying through the north wind of this whistling, spreading all over the city gate, and falling into the ears of everyone present.

Seeing this alone on the gate of the city, slowly turned around and walked toward the gate.