Imperial Phoenix Rules

For a time, the two people met.

There are more and more cracks in the Phoenix surface, and the aura that Mo Yizhan is transported in.

She must concentrate all the attention and can't have any points.

Mo Yazhen also can't take care of the wind, even if she opened the people, she couldn't go.

After more than ten minutes, a white little hand cracked the broken crystal fragment.

Mo Yazhen carefully hugged her newborn baby from the Phoenix, walked with a soft silk bowar, hugged in his arms, and loved her.

It is a beautiful female baby.

The newborn of the Moi is different from the newborn of the people. They have almost three-year-old human children's children, they will talk, will walk.

Under Mo Yuxi, I directly ignored the newborn baby's pair of purple eyes.

The wind night is soft, and the pair of eyes, the heart of the heart, the brain is completely awake.

This hue of purple eyes can only be owned by the blood of the country.

"Who is the father of the child?"

The wind night is tight, there is a sore and jealous mood in the heart.

This kind of emotion is very concealed, and it is not discovering that he is not discovered.

Mo Ya replied: "Don't know."

She picked up the baby and prepared to leave here.

The newborn baby didn't cry, and the clever stay in her arms, a pair of purple eyes, curious look at the wind nights.

"Miss ink, I will help you find a child's father."

The windy night is the most soft at the bottom of the wind, and the purple eyes are gentle as water.

Let her a young woman with a newborn baby, too cruel.

In fact, the wind night is more like to take care of her, but he can't say this.

He is just a meeting with her, and he has seen twice.

"It is best not to, I don't want someone to grab it with me, anyway, it is just an accident."

"The wind is long, this warning."

Mo Ya is not active at all, and even has a harmful resistance.

She took out a bunch of special water elements from the space ring to the ground, holding the born daughter left.

Ya . "

The wind nights will see her figure will disappear in the moonlight, and they can't help but call her name.

In Mo Yazhen turned, he looked at him with a heart in his heart.

Just when he shouted her name, Mo Ya thought that he recovered the memory.

But she then realized that the wind night was just because the Tri Moi was too understanding, it was accurately judged her name.

"She is very cute, I can call her."

The wind nights did not look at the special style of the character, and he looked at the newborn baby and Mo Yao, and the heart was soft and unsaving.

Perhaps the two are the reasons for the same family, he always has a very strong close sense of newborn babies.

"Ok."

Mo Ya has been thinking of two seconds, agrees with the name of the wind night.

For example, after all, he is the father of her daughter, take a name.

"Thank you."

The ink may be perhaps because of the name, the purple eyes are very bright, she reached out to the wind to wave the wind.

The windy night is soft, and can't help but take the front step, grab her little hand.

"Hey, he is not you, don't mess."

Mo Ya can be kept in the arms, the body is one, blocking the further move of the windy night.

The inquiry and the strategy of the TG are trieutically, and it is an enemy in the future.