Descent of the Phoenix

The eyes of the moon are round and round, and the gap is almost annihilated. I can’t help but sigh: “Go.”

Grasping Xuanyuan's wrists tightly, the hand raised his best to throw Xuanyuan Che to the stone door that was about to close.

Xuanyuan’s body shape is empty and **** comes out.

At the same moment, Haoyue succumbed to the silk in his hand, and his body fell down and rushed toward the smaller and smaller gap.

The body is flat, tightly attached to the ground, and slid across.

Haoyue almost felt the heavy pressure exerted by the tip of the nose, and almost felt the hardness of the stone and the tip of the nose.

The figure is like electricity, and it comes out flat.

"Oh." A sullen loud noise, Shimen slammed down and locked the space on that side.

A faint scream of screaming, the sound of a sharp arrow on a stone wall.

The body glides past, Xuanyuan Che's wrist presses, and he grabs the momentum that he hits the front wall. He turns over and looks forward with anxious eyes: "Month."

"Hey." Only turned around, a figure rushed toward him, Xuanyuan Che quickly reached out and grabbed the rushing moon.

The fierce strength, almost hit him, he couldn’t help but step back.

Even the power that can't be controlled by the moon can be imagined, how much power is used in the moon.

One of them clasped the moon, Xuanyuan looked at the half sleeve of Haoyue completely, and could not help but shake his cheek and looked up at the falling stone gate.

Under the thick stone door, the edge of the sleeve of the moon is clearly reflected, and Xuanyuan sees this heart tight.

If the moon is slow, then...

"Nothing." Haoyue held up his body, shaking his hand and collecting the silk that day, and smiled at Xuanyuan.

Xuanyuan Che said that he did not say anything. He only held his hand and held it for a long time. Tightly, his moon was so tight that he was sent out first.

"You will be the same." The backhand hugs and hugs her Xuanyuan Che, Lu Yuedao.