Chapter 417: The disaster, the wall 11

On the day he saw the true face of Haoyue, he knew that it would come sooner or later, but he did not expect it to be so fast.
Originally, I wanted to leave a child to Xuanyuan Che, and I still want to have a good love for a few years.
Unexpectedly, at this festival, they came.
They are coming.
"Wang, rest, the night is deep." The of the leader walked in gently.
Xuanyuan easily looked up and looked at the sky outside Chen’s palace. The night was already dark.
The heavy water vapor spread in the air, and it seems to be raining tonight.
"You go on, the widow is waiting for someone." Xuanyuan Yi re-sit back to the high dragon chair, slowly.
The leader heard the words and gently retreated.
Tonight, it is destined to be a sleepless night.
The night is filled, the sky is dark and heavy, the dark clouds cover the night sky, the autumn should be high, the stars are flashing, the black is heavy, the black is suppressed.
I rushed and rushed away.
The two figures were under the dark sky, one left and one right, just separated by a street, one rushing toward the palace and one rushing toward the right.
Pass by.
In the dark sky, in two different directions, go further and further.
The water vapor is getting thicker and thicker.
Crossing the exquisite palace, the moon is full of murderous rushing into the brightly-lit Tianchen Palace.
"Hey." One kicked the door of the Tianchen Palace, which was stunned by the moon. The moon was angered by the sky in the Chen Palace. The high sitting on the dragon chair seemed to be waiting for his Xuanyuanyi.
"You are here." Xuanyuan easily looked up and looked at the raging moon.
Clenched the dagger in his hand, and forced into the Tianchen Palace in the next month. The eyes looked cold and cold and looked at the calm Xuan Yiyi: "I have that point, sorry for your Tianchen? Sorry, you Xuan Yiyi? Others have not yet entered. You are going to kill me, ah, you are going to kill me."
The face of the iron and blood, with absolute resentment, there is a touch of sadness in the deepest part.
"Gossip, I can not care, small movements, and I did not see, for my own country, the mood swing under anger, I can understand clearly.