The eyes are very clear, if you don’t know that you are a wounded person, you still want me to help you, and to dream of going sharp.

Ouyang Yufei saw this and licked his mouth, which is really unpleasant.

Seeing Ouyang in the moon, he showed his expression of grievances, his face was cold, his eyebrows were tangled with no words.

"I said Haoyue, do you think it tastes weird here?"

The back does not make a difference.

Haoyue heard the brows instantly wrinkled.

She has already noticed this point, and the scent of a scent that is not rich, sometimes without it, comes from time to time.

Very familiar, very pungent.

"I guess there is something that must be hidden in this taste." Ouyang squinted at the fly.

The right wing he led had already played a few big wins. He saw that the left wing of the Huns would be swallowed up. If it weren’t for the sudden three sides of the fire, he would fall to this point.

That is all three ways to live.

And if there is no taste, like the black soil grassland, Ouyang flies in resentment.

"Brother, I think... hey, there is light."

Ouyang Yufei, who was about to talk about it, had not finished talking, and his eyes suddenly lit up, looking at the white light that bloomed in front.

The light of white, that is the morning light, is the light of the outside world.

The eyes of Haoyue are slightly stunned, and one day and one night, I am finally going out of the cave.

"The air outside is good, I hate cold and dirty." Stretched his hand and stretched, Ouyang Yufei immediately fluttered and walked toward the white light in front, put the smell aside.

This guy likes warmth and doesn't like cold.

Looking at Ouyang's flying forward, the cold light flashed in the eyes of Haoyue.

Raise your foot and kick it toward the back of Ouyang Yufei.

Damn guy, obviously a little bit of strength, but also to rely on her death, to her.