Descent of the Phoenix

"ten seats……"

"Five seats..."

"Minimum, nine, or else..."

"Five, can't..."

"Well, no, how long will the **** wait." In the fierce negotiations, Haoyue couldn't help but rushed away.

Full of arrogance, Haoyue squatted up and stood up, slap on the map in front of him, angered: "On this piece of land, give the contract, don't give it, go back and make the Xiongnu king dry, hang in Shengjing City Gate, what are we afraid of."

When this words fell, the thousands of Xiongnu soldiers who had been quiet and silent all the time, almost all violently walked away, which was an absolute insult to the Xiongnu.

Prince Kachael’s face was also instantly blue, and he was about to shoot the table. The corner of his eye suddenly swept to the place where the palm of the moon was shot. The face was a strange moment.

"Well, a word, all the things on this land, just set it, drafting the contract." A table, Prince Kachael was so refreshing.

The instruments around him swept away the place where the palms fell, and they were refreshed. The pens fluttered and danced, fearing that the moon would go back.

"Loyalty King, you ... you ..." Relative to the refreshment of the Huns, Ku Zamu is looking at the moon, the distortion of the face.

"That's not a thousand miles of Makino, how can you get that piece, that's a burden, no, no..."

"The Lord talks and talks, when will the vice-present refuted the truth." The opposite Prince Kachaer’s eyes were sharp, and it was a slap in the face.

"That is the gauze grassland and the most chaotic ten city pools. Even a thousand-mile pastor can not be reached by a city. You are the loyalty king..."

Haoyue listened to the raised eyebrows and looked down at the position of the palm of his hand. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly and was slightly distorted.

"The contract has been drafted, and the priests of the Northern Shepherd, please." The slamming hand was printed and printed, and a bright red Huns were printed on the two contracts. The speed of the Prince of Kachar was so fast that it was amazing.

Looking at the contract that was pushed to his face, Haoyue’s face was distorted. In the disappointment and entanglement of the library, the face of the dead face was covered by Beimu’s letter.