Descent of the Phoenix: 13 Years Old Princess Consort

The mountain wind is chilly. It is clear that there is no killing, but it is full of blood. Black whip two people, an arrow connected.

So stand in the mountain, not down.

Mountainside, mountainside.

Mingming is so close, but now it is so far away.

One dashed down, gululu rolled down the mountainside all the way, and the color of blood quickly bloomed from the lapel of Ryukyu.

However, it did not arouse the slightest attention of Ryukyu.

Rolling down the mountain, Ryukyu almost rushed to xuanyuanche.

Holding the dagger in trembling hands, a dagger cut open the black whip tightly twining with them. Ryukyu grabbed the body of the dead woman, but dared not start.

The arrow on the female's body is connected with xuanyuanche.

If you rashly push the female's body, xuanyuanche

"Che Che... " It is almost impossible to describe the panic brewing in the face of Mount Tai's collapse and the motionless Ryukyu.

"It's OK, it's OK." Calm but flustered words in the mouth.

Xuanyuanche's mouth was red, and he turned slightly to look at the moon.

Very light very light nod, eyes are very gentle.

There is a cool color in it.

But in Ryukyu's eyes, there was almost a tearing pain spreading.

In my heart, I am in a hurry, but my subordinates are not slow.

Ryukyu did not dare to move the female Zun's body. Instead, he grasped the arrow's hand from behind xuanyuanche, but he could hardly control the shaking.

That's where the heart is.

The position that passes through xuanyuanche's body is the position of the heart.

The hand felt the blood red flowing down the arrow, the hot temperature, almost burned her skin, burned her heart.

"Wang Shang, Wang Shang..."

I don't know where the autumn mark Yan Hu came from, but at this time he rushed up.