Chapter 182: 9 of the public
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Descent of the Phoenix
- Yi Shi Feng Liu
- 389 characters
- 2021-02-04 11:07:59
The throat snorted a few times, the white-haired old man looked up and glanced at the person standing in front of him, Du Yi, the servant who followed the moon and did not show any effort.
Du took out the dagger with no expression, turned and walked in the other direction, and the people here were not allowed to escape.
The old man with white hair behind him shouted and slowly fell down.
The night is full of blood, and the whole Du Fu is everywhere.
Waiting for the cloud to chase, I saw that the body was everywhere, all the black people fell to the ground, the faint blood color brewed on the bluestone ground, sinister.
There is no living thing in the land.
And Haoyue has not known where to go.
Raised his eyebrows, Yun Zhao beat the palm of his hand with a folding fan, Du Fu, or Chen Guo’s stronghold here, was picked up by the moon.
I really don't leave a little affectionate, clean and timid, and people want to get him too much. This kind of powerful person is too fascinating.
The moonlight is clear, and the faint silver glow is quiet, light and indifferent.
Holding the Yaoqin in his hand, Haoyue looked coldly at the three black men standing across the street, and they were black men.
Tonight, she was very angry, only to pick a Du Fu, and a bunch of black people, hehe.
The five fingers clasped the strings, and the face of Haoyue was only cold.
"Mr. Liu, my family has a request." The black man in front of the head was gentle and gentle, and he arched the archway slightly toward the moon.
Then, instead of talking to the moon, the black man once again said: "Please don't refuse Mr. Liu. Our host is very optimistic about Mr. Liu. After Jin Guo can give Mr. what kind of favorable conditions, we can give, and can give higher Mr. may wish to consider it."
This person is more difficult than the group of guys who have just understood it, threatening the lure of the law, but this is called the nonsense of the real shout.
Haoyue listened coldly to the black man in front of him, his ears slightly vertical.
The sound of the wind beside me, the wind was blown by the night wind, and there was a lot of subtle breathing sounds inside.