Descent of the Phoenix

In the heart of Haoyue, a cold smile, but the face is full of horror, the body shape flashes, the long sword in the hand is shot toward Xuanyuan, while flying back.

The curtains are lightly rolled and fluttering out. The Xuanyuan in the pool is shaped like a sword that avoids the opening of the sword. The backhand grabs the curtain around, the curtain that has already been wet in the steam, in Xuanyuan The clear hands turned into a dragon, and the moon that rushed away was wrapped up.

It’s as fast as electricity, and the internal force is pressing.

A glimpse of the body, the powerful thick weight like the real makes her body shape slow, not waiting for the moon to react, the curtain has been wrapped around her body.

The waist suddenly tightened and the body flew up.

Just listening to the sound of a sound of water, Haoyue has already fallen into the pool, sitting on Xuanyuan Che.

The enchanting face is now steamed by the ruddy and bright, if viewed from the back, Xuanyuan Che has been positioned as a fairy, then the front, he is a thousand years old demon, charm and natural, captivating soul.

The corner of his mouth outlines a deep smile. Xuanyuan’s fingers rubbed his red lips, and he smiled and said: “It’s really not a worry for a moment, but I like it...”

The voice fell, the fascinating face suddenly sank, Xuanyuan Che looked down at his chest, where there was no cold temperature and something against him, it was a sleeve arrow, the black arrow was pointing at his heart. .

Haoyue converges on the face of panic, slowly smiles, long-range attack, no anti-aircraft guns, no sniper rifle, she has no winning point in front of these ancient people who will fly away, and close-range attack, she wants to say second, no one Dare to say first.

"Do you still like it?" The enchanting smile blooms in the corner of the moon, with a bit of bloodthirsty, with a bit of sarcasm.

Xuanyuan Che astringed his eyes and looked up at his chest. He slowly looked up and looked at the moon in front of him.

The little face was mediocre, but the black eyes were like the eyes of the deep pool, but they exude the charm of breathing. The smile on the lips made her whole enchanting, and people could not move their eyes.

Damn, the face of the dead water, this smile, actually like the sun and the moon, Xuanyuan Che, not the person who has never seen the world, but this time was deeply attracted.

The corner of the mouth slowly outlined a smile of evil spirits, Xuanyuan Che also laughed.

I don't care about the sleeved arrow on the chest. Xuanyuan Che extended his hand and provoked the long hair of the moon that was splashed by the water droplets. The road of evil spirits: "More and more, what should I do?"