Descent of the Phoenix: 13 Years Old Princess Consort - Chapter 1811
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Chapter 1811

Chapter 1811

Just because I'm an outsider, it's better to do it.

Don't be grateful to me. I'll be ordered later. Just obey me. "

Voice down, see Ryukyu black face, hard kick towards Capricorn.

So little things, just want to but have life, get out.

The Capricorn who was kicked by Ryukyu was depressed and turned to seek support.

As a result, without any support, I got several white eyed sticks instead.

"Not bad." In this white eye, the wounded King Buddha of Ming island slowly opened his mouth: "this matter is always to be explained."

Speaking of this, turn around and watch Ouyang Yufei holding him.

He reached out and patted Ouyang Yufei's hand, sighed and said, "I'll give you the island of h.e.l.l later. You're good at management."

Said, holding Ouyang Yufei's hand, the eyes swept a deep look, no expression of Ryukyu.

Silent sigh: "unfortunately, my Nalan vein is still broken after all."

He shook his head slowly. There was no camouflage for the desolation on that side.

Ouyang Yufei heard that he clenched the hand of the emperor of the Ming island and whispered a few words in his ear with a smile.

The king of Hades was suddenly shocked.

Then he glanced up and down at Ryukyu's abdomen.

In the bleak old eyes, there was a glimmer of comfort that was not comforting.

And the Ryukyu, who was not happy, was staring back.

"Let's go." Holding Ouyang Yufei's hand, King Zun of Ming island walked towards Bijing Palace first.

The left and right dharmapalas behind looked at this with the head of the silver clan.

All of a sudden, Qi Qi shot and hit himself on the chest.

Only see the blood color flying out, three people's faces pale as paper, breath floating.

A seriously injured look, towards Yunzhao, xuanyuanche, Capricorn on the way.

Xuanyuanche and other three people saw this, and they shouldered the left and right Dharma protectors without any words, and walked towards Bijing palace.

Golden eyes, golden autumn.

"Boom." A dull golden bell rings, softly.

The Mingdao civil and military officials waiting outside the Bijing palace have been waiting for a long time. They are anxious to know the result.

As soon as the bell rang, everyone looked up.