"So we didn't get it before, but we can only blame us for our own luck, right?"
"There are good things behind, don't worry or not--" "
"Isn't this promoting Dan, shouldn't it be fake?"
Feng Sang ignored them. She was worried that there were many night scenes, so she took the promotion of Dan, and sat on the wall and directly refined.
Okm,
But in a minute, Feng Sang has advanced successfully.
"Oh my god!" Almost all the people were exclaimed!
You know, how difficult it is to be promoted? Once there is any loss, it is easy to go into the demon, but -
No one expected that Feng Sang was so fast with the help of Jin Shengdan!
"Unfortunately ... such a good Jin Shengdan was used on a Lingzong, it's a pity."
"There must be, there must be, as long as you are lucky enough!"
"I believe my luck will not be bad!"
Everyone is full of confidence in themselves.
And next--
Feng Yi, get an Apo.
Everyone is very indifferent.
Zuo Qingxian said, "Is the god god of Duobao Pavilion intentionally? Hold a few times, so the next Fengxun and Xuanyi are hanging."
Others nodded in agreed.
But Feng Wu's eyes showed a touch of smile.
Is it hanging? How can she hang it?
"Ding Dong-"
Fengxun's number came out.
"No. 74."
Everyone looked at Fengxun's number, and sighed and shook their heads inside.
Dugu Momo: "Seventy -four? Seventy -four -four, aren't you going to die?"
Princess Sai Fei: "How do I listen, like a murder?"
"Hahaha--"
The people present listened to all all laughter.
The wind was dark, and he looked around.
He has the eyes, and all of them are ridiculed.
Feng Xun said coldly: "What do you laugh? Do you believe it or not, I will hit the Ziyang Sword as soon as I pump!"
"Hahaha--"
The people around me laughed louder.
"Ziyang Sword? That was the invincible of the world that day, and the Ziyang Tianjun's Ziyang Sword, which broke out among tens of thousands of people!"
"You know, Ziyang Sword is one of the best swords in these treasures! Only the snow sword can drive together!"
"I want to see, how do you get the Ziyang Sword, hurry up, just open the cabinet!"
Facing everyone's aggressiveness, Feng Yan's heart was a little depressed.
He just said casually, the ghost knew what would be smoked ... Ziyang Sword? I am afraid that his luck is so good that he can get the Ziyang Sword?
Fengxun stood in front of the cabinet door, his face was devout, his hands folded, and he prayed very seriously:
"Little dance, little dance, your luck has always been excellent, can you borrow me a little?"
"Okay." The Feng Wu behind the door smiled lightly.
Unfortunately, Fengxun can't see it.
After he prayed, he held the door of the cabinet with both hands and slammed it. The door of the cabinet opened.
Feng Xun's eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't even dare to look at the things inside.
But at this time-
All the people behind him took a breath!
"OMG!"
"No?!"
"Fengxun You-"
"How is this possible?!"
Nympho
Hearing a sound of cooling air, the wind suddenly shocked!
What happened?!
Why are you looking at the ghost? Open your eyes subconsciously-fei-
When he saw what was lying in the cabinet, he was calm as the wind. In this second, he was also a machine!