Chapter 196

Name：Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Author：Yi Shi Feng Liu
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Three days passed in a flash, and the dawn had penetrated the sky and sowed its hot seeds in all directions.

People flow drive, the whole Yishui city is crowded, almost all people have come, the last competition, who stands to the last, who is the first in the world.

This is the best in the world, making everyone boiling.

The scene, a sea of people, looked like a vast expanse of endless ants.

In the conference hall, the representatives of the other three forces arrived. Although no one said anything, everyone knew that the three men were spies of that country.

Only, there is no power. The innocent cannot come before the innocent moon.

Since it disappeared three days ago, it hasn't appeared. It's so urgent that all the people in the kingdom of Jin have died.

"Not yet found?" On the VIP table, the middle-aged man in Lavender imperial uniform lowered his voice with a calm face.

"No." Yishui City Lord's face is also pretty ugly.

"There will be a competition soon. It doesn't matter who gives the first prize, but Ryukyu......" The Lord of Yishui didn't take it on, but his brow was frowning tightly.

"Look, make sure you find him." The middle-aged man was livid.

"Yes." The Lord of Yishui was sweating on his forehead.

The sky is bright. The last competition is about to start, but the Ryukyu moon has not arrived yet.

Layers of golden light sprinkled on the outskirts of Yishui City, birds singing and insects chirping, a quiet elegant, river wind blowing slightly, cool extremely.

Ryukyu's face was cold, his fingers crossed, and the tree in front of him was thrown down.

She can't find the knack to come out, so she has to break through hard, follow the direction of the sun, and put down all the things that block her way.

She won't believe it. She can't come out yet.

"Boom." Another sound, a tree was put down, Ryukyu step by step, feet have not yet stepped on the ground, suddenly in the distance a rustling sound sounded.

The sound of footsteps, the cold light on the moon, Shua turned his head and looked at it. His fingers fastened the strings. If it was Dugu ye, he would spare no effort this time.