Descent of the Phoenix

The proud cloud was closed to the deep blue and closed, and it was stationed for five days. The grain and grass have already been warned, and 500,000 northern shepherds and horses have to fight for food.

"What to do? A grain is not left?" Toby wood's face sinking into the water.

Han Fei, Ku Ba Li, heavy face, heard aloud, they only brought so much food, this is almost brought the rest of the grain of the ten cities, now there is no one, Zhongyi Wangna The party did not move. Do you want him to smash the ten cities and soldiers and the people, all starving to death here?

"Today is the date of the appointment, waiting, if the loyalty king has no news..." Han Fei indulged for a moment.

"The sky is going to be dark." Toby wood gritted his teeth.

"We took the troops and attacked us. Our forces will definitely be able to grab..."

"The generals, the letter, the letter, the loyalty king's flying pigeons." Tobymu's words have not been finished, and the vice-president suddenly rushed from the distance with ecstasy.

Quickly swept forward, Han Fei's dignified face instantly ecstasy, a turn over the horseback, madly said: "Children, take the grain."

The sky is blue and blue, and the black smoke rolls and goes to the deep blue.

In the distance, the deep blue mark, the car, the horse and the sheep came out, and the black pressure filled the world.

At the entrance of the Jiugong Palace in the capital, when the moon is coming, it is usually red.

Today is supposed to be the day of the granddaughter of the proud son, but there is no bride or groom.

Looking at the last batch of grain and jewels out of the country, the moon shines brightly, and the horse and Ouyang fly to go forward.

I have been standing at the gate of the city, looking at everything but from the beginning to the end, I have never heard a single night. At this time, I suddenly watched the long shadow of the moon. "Hey, I want to ask you the last sentence, then ** **There is no love in Xuanyuan, is it true?"

As soon as the horse is raised, the moon does not return to the big voice: "Yes."

"What?" Haoyue is the word to export, after the gate, and the other two directions that run counter to each other, the four rides are flying in the air, and the man in the head is violent, like a fight. A fried mine.

Rakshasa is glamorous, handsome and unparalleled.

It’s not who Xuanyuan Che who came in the middle of the night.