Descent of the Phoenix

In the middle of the hall, Haoyue looked up and looked at the half of the sky.

"I am coming to make some fun." Yun Zhao glanced at the sky outside the window, the red dragonfly looked very good, and now smiled and looked at the moon.

The people of Haoyue killed the people inside, and he came to destroy the entire West Factory.

It’s really worth the effort to get two birds with one stone.

Haoyue heard the words and looked down at Yun Zhao, and he had a deep and unpredictable smile in his eyebrows.

I didn't talk much with Yun Zhao. When the fingers of the moon flew, a string of sound blades went up to the six halls.

And Yun Zhao swept the hall, and lowered the voice and threw a sentence in the ear of the moon: "I help the brothers, when the brothers, thank you."

After all, a flying body, Chen Fei, who is going to rush, intercepted the past.

After the killing of the Golden Lord, it is necessary to kill the Taizi Chenfei today, after which the gold is not chaotic and there is no hegemony.

Hao Yue listened to the words but ignored the cloud call, but the smile of the corner of his mouth, deepened, how to thank him? Naturally, thank you very much.

The sound of the piano broke through, and the momentum was raging. The moon was not entangled. The first shot was a killing move, and the head of the six halls was greeted. The time is coming.

The flames vacated and went straight to the clouds.

"Not good, tune the tiger away from the mountain." In the suburbs, the people in the West Factory who were smashing the cockroaches suddenly saw the fire in the sky and suddenly became shocked.

"Quickly return, the lord was assassinated." In the big scream, one person flew over, and the news spit out almost shook the people in the West Factory.

When the head of the head and the two halls heard the words, they immediately changed their faces and screamed: "Go."

Regardless of the opponents thrown away, the generals who marched toward the moon rushed away.

There are hundreds of people in the West Factory. At this time, they can't take care of the white opponents. They are rushing to catch up with them.

The white-faced masked people who have been entangled with the people in the West Factory have not chased them. They looked at each other and immediately flooded the trees in the back.

The spring is bright and the weather is good.