Descent of the Phoenix: 13 Years Old Princess Consort

Divided into Shenshan mountain, the mountain is high. Taking a breath, Ryukyu shakes the silk of the quilt and takes it back.

The grip angle is still good, not broken, not soft.

It seems that the thickness of the rock just now is not enough. What she grabbed fell off the cliff. That's why it slipped.

Cold to see the status of the sky silk, Ryukyu hand wave, the sky silk fly out again, toward the mountain wall.

The left hand holds the silk tightly, the right hand inserts the dagger, and moves everything on the edge.

Ryukyu climbed up the mountain wall again.

On the dark mountain wall, where Ryukyu climbed, a little red bloomed.

It's the flesh and blood flowing out of the skin that has been cut down.

However, it is obvious that Ryukyu paid no attention at all.

Watching Ryukyu climb up again, Ouyang Yufei bites his teeth.

The cold wind blew on my back, and I was cold and overcast.

Just then, he was in a cold sweat.

If he slows down a step, if Ryukyu doesn't respond quickly.

Falling like this, he could not even collect her body.

Take a deep breath. Ouyang Yufei looks at him and leaps over him. He climbs up to the moon and says, "would you like to give up this road?

In five days, with the strength of kuzamu, it only takes five days to break through this obstacle.

You don't have to work so hard. "

Five to ten days, that's all it takes.

This is a negligible time for a war.

They don't need to rush. They still have time and plenty of time.

How can we insist on breaking through here tomorrow.

So that she would come over such a great natural danger and commit the danger of dying at any time.

Looking at the little red blood on the black rock, Ouyang Yufei's heart is not feeling good.