Descent of the Phoenix

Haoyue did not pay attention to it. Yun Zhao did not seem to want to say anything in the moon. He pulled his eyelids and pushed the door out.

Haoyue is not in the eye, he is so excited about what to do.

The tree shadows outside the window, the moon is cool like water.

The house is calm and calm.

It seems that this is really just an episode, just a slap.

On the second day, the weather was fine, and the scene of the Wulin Conference was even more crowded. I heard that the white man was also playing today.

On the VIP table, Haoyue still sat with Yun Zhao.

Slowly drinking tea, as if she is not coming to the test, but to be the audience, more leisurely than the real audience around.

"琉月对成成红." A shout, the audience below suddenly applauded thunder, all looking forward to the direction of Haoyue.

Among them, there are a lot of beautiful women dressed up.

Cheng Hong, at the age of 30, the lancet is very beautiful. At this time, the body like a tower is standing on the platform, feeling that the platform has been shaken twice.

Haoyue looked at this person, and there was no expression, but slowly reached out and touched the Yaoqin placed on the leg, and did not move.

"琉月,琉月." The host saw that Haoyue was not playing, and he could not help but shouted loudly.

"Running brother, fast, you should be on the court." Yun Zhao saw this and could not help but hit the moon.

Fang Hong, who stood on the ring, looked at Haoyue with a murderous look. The Lancet pointed to the moon in the VIP seat. The meaning of the challenge was not to be said.

When I saw this cold and cold, Bai Hao’s fingers suddenly picked up on Yaoqin, and provoked two strings, facing Fang Huo, who was full of murderousness and stood far in the ring.

I only heard two slight fluctuations in the sound of the piano. The square red eyes on the high platform suddenly went round and round, and I dared not convinced the direction of the moon. The throat squeaked a few times, and the knees were soft, and I slammed down.

The audience around me suddenly became awkward.

I saw the blood on the knees under Fang Hong’s knees, and the blood slowly flowed out, rendering a red square.