Chapter 889: Moon play three kings 11

Sitting cross-legged on the horse's back, waving his hand, stroking the stretched eyebrows, bowing like a sighing sigh: "I didn't tell you, it's not that you have poison, why don't you listen."
Golden light, but can not hide the murderousness that is out of the sky.
When the first move, Xuanyuan Che controlled the black Maxima to run in the direction of Dushan, but did not ignore everything behind him.
The anger is like the essence, shooting it, as if to burn a hole in his back.
The temperature is high, comparable to the sun.
Xuanyuan Che beats the horse and flies. Listening to the incomparable words of the moon, the high-pitched outline of the mouth, since the moon is so leisurely, she will be able to deal with it, and the three kings will be handed over to her.
Flying away, the Dushan appeared in front of the horizon.
The killing sound on the battlefield on the left is in full swing.
The sound of the drums, shouting and killing, with the warm wind, with a murderous murder.
The fire in the distance is shining, and the sun in the sky is shining.
At the foot of the Dushan, abandoning the horse and leaving, Xuanyuan Che and Haoyue rushed to the foothills of Dushan, and disappeared into the forest.
Immediately afterwards, at this time, the three kings of the island, which had been violently burned by a raging fire, were chased by the red eyes.
"One person." Yao Wang's face was blue and green, and waved his hand and rushed toward the Dushan.
Li Wang, the fire king, listen to the words, do not say anything to the other side of the Dushan, and then chased the ground.
Dushan, standing alone.
There is a road in heaven, you don't go, there is no door to hell, you are coming in.
Run to the top of the mountain, you can only go up, you can still escape this day, today, from the three sides to catch up, will make you fly wings difficult to fly.
The three kings of the island are inspiring.
The trees are green and green.
The mountains and trees are accompanied by the mountain winds that are blowing, and the mother-in-law dances. In this warm sun, it radiates a cool place.