Descent of the Phoenix

Silence and silence, the cloud call suddenly closed the news in his hand, and the cold voice made a sound.

"Yes." The general in front of Yunzhao heard the words, immediately responded, and turned and ran quickly.

"Prince, this is the news from Tianchen." Seeing that the military has arranged almost the same, Yun Zhao called the guards to take out the pigeons received.

Yun Zhao listened to his words and immediately raised his hand and reached over.

Quickly unfolding, the eyes of the clouds are smashed in the eyes, and the whole teeth are bitten.

"No, no, you are a Xuanyuan, and you are a Xuanyuan."

If you bite your teeth, it will almost come out of your teeth, and your face will be distorted for a moment.

The secret agent sent to Tianchen did not live up to his expectations, tore the face of Tianchen and Xuesheng, and forcibly broke the coffin.

There is nothing inside, empty.

Damn, it is empty.

Xuanyuan Che lied to him, and in his eyelids, he played a golden cockroach and shelled.

He really believed, he actually did not see any traces.

Fucking, fucking.

Quite a good education, let the cloud call that never swears, can not help but swear.

A slap in the face of the case, the cloud called the murderous body.

As soon as he knew that the coffin was empty, Xuanyuan Che played the mysterious pattern, he immediately understood.

"Prince..." The guards around me have never seen the cloud call into such a look, and they can't help but look at Yunzhao.

The squeaking of the teeth, the letters in the hands were shattered into pieces by the clouds.

Fucking, this black pot made them back.

The culprit Xuanyuan Che did not know where to run, but the sorrow of the island is their **** Xuanyuan, the **** Xuanyuan Che.

"Come on..." The cold flashed in the eyes, and the cloud called for a big drink.