Descent of the Phoenix

Iron hit the body, steel made of bone.

The vitality is like the wild grass of the mountain, which is generally strong, and the momentum of the spring grass after the rain is getting better. The speed of recovery is amazing. It is amazing.

I don't know if the man in white is good, or the will of Haoyue is too strong.

After waking up again in the next month, I was not asking any questions. It was quite quiet. Only in addition to the white man’s beautiful name and ritual daily kiss, the cold knife reflected the white man’s glamorous face. Then the tip of the needle is on the outside of the wheat, and everything else is safe.

On this day, the blue sky and blue sky.

The butterfly bee flies between the flowers, the clouds are flying, and the blue sky is woven.

The moon in the standing flower was deeply breathed, and the closed eyes were opened, and the dagger in his hand was lightning-fast and stabbed to the tree with two waists.

The hand is doing the afterimage, not seeing the wind, not seeing the power.

With a knife in the air, the wrist of the moon moved, the dagger had been recovered, and the tree was intact.

"Not bad." A knife was taken back, and the warm sound behind him sounded, accompanied by this sound, a soft applause and footsteps.

Haoyue measured the dagger in his hand and slowly turned around. Very good, her injury finally recovered completely.

And just as she turned around, the untouched, like a big tree that did not hurt, suddenly collapsed and collapsed.

The trees of a dozen feet tall collapsed, and on the thick trunks of the two men, there was only one knife eye, and only one knife of the moon.

The blow is the most important place, and it is never superfluous.

White man, no, Ouyang Yufei, stepping on the golden light, seeing the slanted hands and chest, leaning against the big tree beside him, looking at Haoyue with a smile.

"It’s all right." Not asking but being sure.

Haoyue’s smile on Shangyu’s flying, gentle and elegant, can attract people to indulge in it.

Slowly insert the dagger in the waist, the faint saying: "I want to leave."

I have been awake for ten days. I don’t know what’s going on outside. Her Xuanyuan Che does not know if she can handle it. She is really too uneasy.