Chapter 902: Burning you 12
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Descent of the Phoenix
- Yi Shi Feng Liu
- 354 characters
- 2021-02-04 11:10:26
I can do everything in front of me. I can go to heaven. The person who can enter the earth is his, his, and his Xuanyuan.
Nothing is better than this. Nothing makes him more excited than this. His lunar month, his favorite moon.
The excitement and excitement of the daytime repression is completely evaporating.
Yuehua is like a practice, a beautiful story.
The heart is screaming, the body is screaming, I want to be with Xuanyuan, I want to be together.
However, Haoyue did not forget the bright red cinnabar behind her neck.
That one has nothing to do with her own, but she can have the cinnabar of Xuanyuan's life, the cinnabar that her mother ordered her.
Stretching his arms, tightly clasped the Xuanyuan Che on his body, tightly buckled, not letting him move a point, can't move.
"Month?" Xuanyuan Che frowned.
"You forgot." Looking up at the bright moon of heaven, she did what she wanted to do in her life, but there was one thing. The only thing that blocked her way was to block the way she wanted to go. .
The eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and Xuanyuan Che remembered.
Stretching his hand, facing the neck of Haoyue, Xuanyuan Che looked at the bright red cinnabar on the neck after the moon, and the indulgent face was transformed into a bite-cut iron.
Damn Hidden Island, cinnabar.
A silence, the two fell into a short silence, leaving only the sound of the river flowing away.
"Month, have you ever thought about how to go to it?" After a long silence, Xuanyuan Che came to ease and suddenly looked down at Haoyue Road.
Haoyue heard the frowning, she only thought about resisting the downfall of the island, as for eliminating this, she really forgot it.
It’s two different things to pull down the island and ask them to be willing to give the antidote.
The two men’s eyes meet in the air, and perhaps they have to bring this to the agenda.
The night winds are flying, with the gentleness of the river, with the temperature that starts to heat up, floating above the night sky.
I can’t always see it this way, but I can’t eat it.