Descent of the Phoenix

The cold and radiant light is deep, and the entire underground mausoleum is silent.

The sleeping tiger, after a moment of activity in the claws, went into sleep.

The cold wind flutters and is quiet.

Relative to the coldness of the underground imperial tomb.

This day outside the imperial tomb can be considered hot, although it is only in April and May.

The trees are lush and the sky is blue.

Birds sing, breeze and sand.

The flaming sun hangs in the west, the fire is burning, the beauty is like a dream.

"His Royal Highness..." When he came out of the Imperial Tomb, he was alone in the night and met his subordinates.

Blood red eyes, full of chaos, blood in one hand, they are falling in the first two days, do not dig.

The heavy boulder actually gave him a layer of excavation.

At this point, I looked up and saw the solitary night and so on from the heights. I couldn’t help but cry almost in a flash.

Du Gu night saw this nod to the end of the world, no more words.

"The Imperial Tomb has a total of four exits." Looking up at the sky, Yun Zhao did not delay the time, directly drawing on the ground with branches.

Southeast and northwest, Quartet.

"I went to the West, you..." Yun Zhao pointed to the nearest west exit, and the voice was still not there. Suddenly, he suddenly got up and left.

Yun Zhao saw this suddenly stayed.

I want to come, too, the solitary night will help Xuanyuan Che, not to mention the fact that now, he does not need to lick this drowning.

"Continue." Xuanyuan Che did not lift, looking at the fingertips of Yun Zhao.

Yun Zhao sees this eyeball fretting, is about to redistribute, but sees the solitary night with the horizon, is heading toward the north exit.

When the cloud was called, the eyes were picked.

Xuanyuan Che also raised his head at this time, and looked at the lonely night when he did not say a word but walked toward the other side. The eyebrows flashed a look of unknown people.