Descent of the Phoenix

However, today, she did not have the leisure to lose play, she has more important things.

Under a command, the horn of the cymbal sounded, and the Royal Guards, who were stationed at the edge of the field, quickly took action. The pair was neat and orderly. They entered the forest with advancing and retreating. They went hunting and took the whole forest. The animals are coming around.

Xuanyuan Che and others stood together in the armor of the armor. The Xuanyuan of the head was a golden armor with a big bow in his hand.

Behind the emperor's royal family, Murong invincible and other military commanders followed closely, and Wenchen stayed on this side to wait for the Queen to wait for the son-in-law, and it seems that it is really a bit like something.

"Moon." When I was watching, the sound of the gentleness behind me came, not Murong invincible, the old lady of Murong House to An Chen.

Haoyue faintly glanced back, 60-year-old, full of silver, the spirit is quite good to Anchen, no voice, she has no good feelings for the Murong family, everyone is only interested, what to do so kindly .

Seeing An Yue in the morning, I was indifferent, and I was not angry. I only smiled and whispered: "Moon, help Murong House a busy day." While talking, he patted the Murong star sitting next to him and looked up. On the far side of the seat, the indifference of the extreme solitary night.

The cockroach medicine cage smoke, autumn color sea otter, really good color, compared to Liu Xinqing and others, but it is a three-point beauty.

However, in the eyes of Haoyue, Murong Xing and Duo Night are not on a plane.

There is not much to say, but I know that An Yue knows her meaning to An Chen. This is a small age, and this thought is not small.

The heart is too big, and the moon is cold and cold, and I can't match Xuanyuan Che and Xuanyuan Cheng. I want to match the night alone. Murong’s hand stretches really long.

"Yueyue, then." The mind turned, and the moon had not answered yet. Xuanyuan Che suddenly threw a bow at her.

The wrist of the moon touched the bow and arrow thrown by Xuanyuan Che, and looked at Xuanyuan Che. She was a weapon like 18, but it was too backward. She was really not playing because she had more Superfluous things to replace.

"Compared to one." Xuanyuan Che to the moon reveals a smile of the demon charm.

The military commander behind the autumn marks and other people immediately squatted, there are no men and women on the Tianchen field, as long as you are strong enough.