Descent of the Phoenix

Tightly frowning, Haoyue micro-eyes glanced at Xuanyuan.

The corner of the eye swept to Xuanyuan Che, see Xuanyuan Che did not see her at all, Haoyue could not help but stop watching the three, turned to look at Xuanyuan Che.

The face did not move, but the eyes flashed with absolute shock, staring at the thing in the hands of Yun Zhao, Xuan Yan's eyes in the look of surprise, which has never been seen in the moon.

The brows are getting more and more frowning. What is this?

"You come to help this Prince to see if it is true or not? What age?" Ignore the discoloration of the faces of the three people around me. Yun Zhao still smiles and looks at Ouyang Yufei quite happily. The handle attracts everyone's attention. The antiquities were handed to Ouyang Yufei.

Ouyang Yufei has already put a few people's discoloration in his eyes. His mind is worried, but his face does not look like it. It seems that he has not seen it.

Standing up and taking the antiquities in the hands of Yun Zhao, they stood in front of Yun Zhao’s body.

"The texture is hard, the color is smeared, and it should be a bronze texture." Ouyang Yufei flipped the broken object in his hand and looked at the side slowly: "Look at the degree of wear and the precipitation above, this thing should be four." Things five hundred years ago."

As soon as the words came out, the faces of the three people around them changed more and more, and even the control was a little uncontrollable.

Seeing this month, my eyebrows are tight.

Lifting the broken object in his hand and glanced at the sunlight, Ouyang shook his head and said: "Bronze iron ring, although it has four or five hundred years of history, but the texture is ordinary, it is not a rare treasure, and this thing has been destroyed. This is just one of them."

After a pause, Ouyang Yufei raised his head and looked at Yunzhao. He was very courteous and said: "The grass is daring, this thing is a broken, no value."

When the voice fell, He Lianyun called not only not angry, but instead showed his praise, and nodded frequently: "There is eyesight, good, good."

Ouyang Yufei’s face was modest, and he couldn’t dare to speak out. He reached out and handed the broken object in his hand to Yun Zhao.