Descent of the Phoenix

One muttered: "How can this be repaired?"

The people around the VIP seats suddenly focused on Yun Zhao, and the light was deep.

"Don't." Just as the mouth, Du Yi, standing under the ring, throws a cold sentence.

Yun Zhao heard a sudden look up and looked at Du Yi, who turned to follow Haoyue, and was surprised: "Why not?"

"Glued things, my home owner will not be in need." Du Yi coldly responded to a sentence, he lifted his feet and went to the heel of the moon.

Everyone around the mind and speculation, suddenly frown, don't you?

"This is the weapon of the flow brother, he wants to have this weapon, and later..." Yun called the Yaoqin on the ground.

"An ordinary Yaoqin only, as long as there is wind, my master has weapons." Du Yi's cold voice came from far, cold and serious.

A person who has been shocked.

An ordinary Yaoqin has such power, this...

As long as there is wind, there are weapons. What is the realm of this? Who is this?

All the people were shocked, and everyone in the VIP seat immediately whispered, and the look in the eyes was deep enough.

Yun Zhao mouth twitched twice, looked at the broken Yaoqin on the ground, reached out and touched it, it really is ordinary goods.

Originally thought that this piano used in the month is not a must-have or the best, and it is sure to hide the absolute secret to have such great power.

At this point, it seems that this is not the same thing.

Slowly stood up, and Yun Zhao’s eyes flashed and shocked. As long as there is wind, anything can be used as a weapon. This month, this...

The eyebrows turned two laps quickly, and Yun Zhao suddenly burst into a bright smile, waving the folding fan in his hand, and smiling at the high voice: "Run brother, wait for me."

While talking about it, I quickly followed it up.

The breeze is getting up, and the early spring is not so hot after all.

In the wind, leaving a heart and speculation.

The night is slowly coming, and four races have already decided the four final masters.