Descent of the Phoenix

There are enemies here, and friends help out them.

The wolf is a group of very loyal, very straight, and united.

Fully carrying forward unity is power. Although there is individual heroism, the absolute place obeys the central government.

So they came, coming from all directions.

The wolf is more powerful and has something to eat.

"Oh..." The group of wolves screaming together, breaking through the dark night, flying on the vast grasslands.

Compared to the past, it has doubled.

"Rely on." Hao Yue sweared a swearing, got up, got on the horse, ran, in one go.

Behind the scene, Ouyang did not dare to neglect, more than the original wolf, this carelessly dealt with, it is not that he called the lang, but the lang are going to eat him.

The night is fascinating and mysterious.

In this night, I saw that Haoyue and Ouyang were flying in front.

Behind the black lacquered night, compared to the tens of thousands of Xiongnu soldiers and horses, the whistling in the back.

The wolf is really a very vengeful and united race.

Whistling past, without taking a trace of clouds.

When the autumn marks and Yan Hu, who were chasing after the wild wolves, arrived at the battlefield, the wolves and Haoyue had no idea where to go.

By the bright moonlight, Yan Hu’s brow picks and picks.

On the grass in front of this Qingbi, there was a **** color.

The messy armor, bows and arrows, swords and guns, scattered across the grass.

It seems that there has been a fierce battle here.

Silence, silence under the night sky.

The autumn marks and Yan Hu looked at each other, and the fine light in the eyes was a mess.

The situation on the spot has been perfectly presented.

Perfect, the wolves grouped the Xiongnu army that was pressed against the Huns.