Devouring The Heavens

"I believe in him." Fang Yulu just said four very simple words, very pure and blind, so Fang Yun could not help but smiled bitterly, women are sometimes so unreasonable.

On a high platform not far away.

'Fighting Dragon Son' looked at the face of the role of Huang Yuechan, chuckling lightly:

"Sister Huang, I have something unknown, and I want to ask you something."

"Holy Son, I would like to know that Yue Chan naturally knows all words and endless words." Huang Yuechan's face was cold, his voice was calm, and there was no trace of expression. It was like a proud phoenix. Glancing lightly.

"I don't know what attracted you to Brother Xuanyuan. You who can make you the body of the fairy phoenix are so empathetic to him? He still doesn't appreciate it, don't you think it's disgraced?" 'Dragon Dragon Son' was very casual, and he smiled freely. He didn't care much about Huang Yuechan's attitude.

"He, what attracted me..." Huang Yuechan closed his eyes, remembering the inexplicable feeling in his heart from the first moment he saw Xuanyuan, indescribable.

"He, every body, every hair, every inch of skin, every breath, every expression, everything about him, attracts me, I only know that I can't be without him, I want to have him, don't feel If you do this yourself, you will lose your identity." Huang Yuechan looked at Xuanyuan, and there was a frenzy in his eyes.

"It seems that the rumors are true, Xianhuang and Qinglong are in love, Xianhuang kills the first place in the list of fairy beasts for Qinglong, but he has gone far away. Since then, between the world, there has been the body of Xianhuang ', passed down from generation to generation, Xuanyuan got the blood of ancient Qinglong again, presumably, this is the fate of your two.' "Fighting Dragon Son" smiled indifferently, why Huang Yuechan was so obsessed with Xuanyuan, There is already an answer in my mind.

Huang Yuechan didn't speak, just watched the Xuanyuan stepping on the "Dragon Fighting Platform" step by step, and asked himself in his heart:

"Is it really just because of destiny?"

No one answered her question.

Xuanyuan stepped on the'Dragon Dragon Fighting Platform' and looked at Hua Wuwu, wearing a Chinese costume, on which there was a martial art pattern, communication and cohesion, as powerful as the sky, obviously also a body with him. The cloak's one-of-a-kind gem.

"Xuanyuan, you are very good, very good, but you meet me, you are destined to die." Hua Wu hurts to speak very bully, does not put Xuanyuan in his eyes at all.

"Then you do it yourself." Xuanyuan smiled.

"Relax, read on the same fellow who are all "Dragon Fighting Mansion", I will not kill you, I will only abandon you, more or less to leave some face to Brother Feng crack." With a glance at the wind crack, the brother Feng Shao cried out with no respect, and the wind crack was too lazy to take care of him, and returned to Hua Wucheng with a sentence:

"You don't have to save face, I'm not familiar with you, try your best. If you can kill Xuanyuan, it's your skill, but don't kill Xuanyuan. If you are killed, it will be bad."