Descent of the Phoenix

In the winter, will the spring not come?

The days are just a few days. After the Jinguo capital city, there is no change. The quietness is like a pool of spring water. It seems that the chaos of the previous two days has not happened.

Haoyue followed Chen Fei, and he knocked on the side and heard that the person who caught it that day was a dead man. When the talent was caught, he died and did not put out any useful things.

Did not know the identity of the person behind him from his body.

However, the only thing that came out is that Chen Fei completely dispelled doubts about her, and the talks were more natural and unscrupulous.

This is not a baffling hit the Universiade.

The surface is not moving, and the dark moon is also a lot of rubbing.

The slain, not her, nor Xuanyuan, who is giving her a black pot?

She believes that she will definitely enter the secret room alone on that day, and there must be no other people around.

It seems that someone is watching her behind the scenes, this is helping her.

Help her? Who will help her? Is it a cloud call?

In my spare time, there were several hidden fronts in the talks, but the cloud calls seemed to be unintelligible. The complete hustle and bustle was quite entangled, or it was just a matter of asking, and the wind was not revealed.

I don’t have much to ask about this month, but I’m even more reserved in the dark.

This time slipped away like water, the days of big marriage are getting closer and closer, Chen Fei sent a lot of people to Haoyue, and the whole squadron is full of people, and the flow of people is always there.

Everyone is happy.

Only the moon was cold, and there were so many people in the house. Xuanyuan Che did not know where to go for the past two days. Even the people did not see it. It was really uncomfortable.

However, she has always had a cold face, and others have not found anything wrong. They are still happy and busy.

This day, the sky is rare.

The sky blue is like a satin, and there is no trace of silk.

The warm sun shone on the body and it was very comfortable.

"I said brothers, I found that you are different in these two days." On the street, Yun Zhao held the Yaoqin of Haoyue, and frowned and looked at Haoyue while walking.