Descent of the Phoenix

The low cold sound echoed indoors and was full of iron.

"Moon, waiting for you to come back, I want them to be bullying you and me in this world." The fist clenched tightly, Xuanyuan's cold eyes flashed a trace of pain, a trace of despair that he did not notice.

For a few months, there is no news of the moon.

No, he barely dared to listen to the reports of anyone who sent out the collection, and once again hoped to be disappointed in the back, he could hardly bear it.

His lunar month, where are you?

In the end, is it alive? Still dead?

The fingertips deep into the palm, even if he got the world, if there is a moon to share with him, how much meaning this world has.

Got the world, lost her, no, never.

"Wang, the eight hundred miles of the country are expedited." In the midst of bitterness, Rukawa suddenly walked in with a loud voice and handed in an 800-mile expedited.

Xuanyuan Che converges on the face for a moment, revealing the expression of the face, regaining the absolute coldness, turned and took a look.

Eyes, immediately sharpened.

"A group of rice barrels." Hey, throwing the eight hundred miles in a hurry, Xuanyuan is full of murder.

Rukawa saw this and looked at it: "Duo Gu night, He Lian Yun called, fled." A few words, but it was shocking news.

"When the king is not in the country, they can't keep it. This is really..." Rukawa's face is hard to look at once.

Lost the solitary night and He Lianyun called, the proud cloud country and the snow holy country want to be so affable, it is impossible, really a group of rice barrels.

"Wang Shang, big news, big news." The two were full of anger, and Yan Hu’s voice suddenly spread far and wide, full of horror.

"Say." Xuanyuan was as cold as ice, watching the cold tiger rushing in, there was nothing bad news.

Yan Hu, who panted and rushed in, almost breathless and couldn’t speak, his face was excited, and he turned back and pointed at him: "Wang... Wang... there is news...he...he...get it up ..." The excitement accompanied by a sharp gasp, let Yan Hu say something intermittent.