Descent of the Phoenix

The wind fan is stacked and the layers are light.

I don't know the wind that has closed the underground imperial tomb for more than a hundred years.

But the solitary night did see it, and I felt the cool wind blowing from him, blowing the stack of veil in front of him.

In the beautiful palace in front, the white gauze hangs, and as the cool wind sways gently, it flies.

The illusion of overlapping overlapping shadows.

There are thousands of curtains floating in the air.

Under the radiance of the bright night pearls, there are thousands of styles.

It also outlines the coldness and gloom of the cold of the back.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he looked cold and didn't say a word.

The Emperor's Mausoleum of the Snow Country, you don't have to look at it, he can also locate where this place is.

The unpredictable emperor of the Snow Country.

Slowly reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, and there was a faint chill in the night.

The imperial tombs of the Snow Country are not open to them. They can only say that they are here to bring the six islands of the island to this position, and others have opened the mausoleum.

All of this is tricky.

And unfortunately, he was confused and fell.

Entered the imperial tomb that has opened the organ and murdered everywhere.

Looking at the overlapping of the gauze flying in front of me, the face of the lonely night is very cold, he never thought about helping Xuanyuan.

Therefore, I have never thought that he would enter the forbidden place of this snowy country, facing these murderous organs and people.

The solitary night face is very heavy, and the breath is colder than the wind that does not know where it is blowing.

Coldly swept a few eyes on the front of the palace, the solitary night fingers quickly counted.

Ebuki, C fire...