The Rise of Phoenixes

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"Success!" He Lianzheng said cheerfully, "I haven't paid the bill in my life."

"Okay." Feng Zhi smiled with his chin on his cheek, and looked at him very interestingly. "If the concubine wins, he will never mention this as a concubine. From then on, you will see me once and call me once aunt."

"Bold!"

Eight whips flashed gold streamers in mid-air and flew at Fengzhi Weimen's door.

In Jinfeng Jinying, Feng Zhiwei could not sit still, without moving one eyebrow, and carefully peeled her walnuts.

He Lianzheng stared at Feng Zhiwei. Suddenly, his arm stood upright, and eight menacing whips, like his arms, immediately stood still in the air.

"Courageous." Helian Zheng narrowed his eyes for the first time. "If you lose?"

"If the concubine loses." Feng Zhiwei blew the floating skin on the walnuts, his eyes filled with glances. "Naturally, if you want to go to the grassland, go to the grassland. Anything in the world, as long as the concubine can do it, Ren Jun will ask for it."

Helianzheng’s first reaction to hearing this was that she lost money. She was originally her concubine. Of course, she would go to the prairie to send the maid to the prairie. However, listening to the phrase "give and ask", her voice was soft. , The peach blossoms of the spring breeze fluttering; watching the woman blowing the walnut skin delicately, her eyes slightly raised, the feathers swaying, as if they would float into your heart, itchy and nowhere to scratch , Thinking in a trance, did the walnuts peel me for...

In such a trance, I didn't remember anything I said, and then I saw the face of the people in the courtyard showing surprise, and Feng Zhiwei already clapped loudly and praised: "Shizi is refreshing!"

This tribute didn't even feel a loss. The Malaysian sword sat down and waited for "giving and asking", but he heard Feng Zhiwei and said: "This concubine's side is fighting with this maid, what about the world?" Is the wheel war or chaos or unity or your final battle?"

Helian Zheng listened, why wasn't it a taste, and raised his eyebrows: "You just ask for advice from a maidservant, what am I going to do? What do you do with the wheel? Let San Falcon get on."

"The concubine is betting all my bets on my clothes." Feng Zhi smiled slightly, "Dare the world son?"

"Don't you dare?" Helianzheng proudly said, "Mitaka, give me some advice."

"You can rest assured! Today, you and the third son, both have access to the cave at night." Another man with brave tattoos on his eyebrows smiled more confidently and proudly than Helianzheng.

Feng Zhiwei got up and walked to Gu Yamao's side, with a distressed sigh: "Alas, pity my clothes, a slender and weak, because I want to fight with the most heroic warrior under the account of Hu Zhuo Shizi..."

"She can also make a bet." Helian Zheng became more and more generous and didn't care about one finger.

Feng Zhiwei immediately leaned under Gu Ya-chi's veil, and whispered: "Hurry up, quickly."

Gu Yamao, who thought it was difficult to speak, would ignore her. Who knows him said: "I will finish talking."

Feng Zhiwei looked up at Gu Yawei a bit slack, didn't he, did you really think about betting? Which kitchen's fireworks are affecting you today?

She was too sluggish, too close and unconscious, and her raised face was about to touch Gu Nanyi's chin. If it were not across the veil, it seemed that her long and curled eyelashes would sweep to Gu Nanyi's face, indifferent to everything. Gu Nanyi's eyes dropped, and the girl's clean forehead flew into his eyes. He was startled, and suddenly felt that the woman seemed to be closer, too close.

Somehow my heart was a little rough, and it didn't feel very comfortable, as if I saw the little walnut under the cliff, which smelled ten miles, but it was hard to reach.

Gu Nanyi stood there and thought about it, but didn't think of the ins and outs of this ins and outs, so he took the most direct method and swept away Feng Zhi slightly, and didn't walk back slowly.

Huzhuo's men were still casually joking, joking about the three falcons going to the cave tonight. He Lianzheng was still sitting on the side while drinking tea from the people of Qiufu. Every movement, the more you look, the better you look, just like the more you drink tea, the better.

Then Gu Nanyi stepped out a few steps, and the eight biao who were playing with each other suddenly fell silent.

Helian Zheng felt the silence, and when he looked back at Gu Nanyi, the hot tea nearly choked in his throat.

I don't know when Gu Nanyi has added an odd-shaped jade sword in his hand. The jade is all blood-red and warm in color. It is an extremely rare blood jade. The sword handle is golden with a pagoda-like pattern faintly embossed.

Golden pagoda, **** sword body, this kind of combination is obviously very uncoordinated, but it makes people feel a little chill inexplicably.

In Gu Nanyi's standing posture, there were clearly empty doors everywhere, but when you looked closely, there was no empty door.

Footwork, weapons, and temperament are obviously not simple characters. At this moment, no problems can be seen, and Hu Zhuo Shizi of Mingchi Grassland and his eighth Biao will live in vain.

San Falcon's face became serious, and he looked at Helian Zheng.

He Lianzheng slowly put down the tea and looked up at the sky, but for a while he still waved his hand to San Falcon.

San Falcon looked straight and didn't speak. He carefully took out a pair of golden hammers from behind and strode up.

Feng Zhiwei had some respect for Helian Zheng at this time.

I have seen that Gu Nanyi is not easy to provoke, but he is still willing to put his life and reputation bet on his subordinates and let him go to fight. Hard to reach.

Such a person can make people die with a smile.

San Falcon strode up, with gratitude and respect for the Master in his heart, blood trembling up, rushing to the temple, he was holding a pair of heavy golden hammers in his hands, remembering his undefeated record, and then looked at Gu Nanyi, who was lazy across from him, suddenly felt that he had lost sight of him.

Where is the master look? Look at the walnut in his hand.

"Hey!"

When the huge golden hammer hit down with the fierce wind, like a round of the sun falling from the sky, Mount Tai pressed Gu Nanyi to the spirit.

The strong wind was coming, like Gu Nanyi was smashed into the ground in one fell swoop. The wind lifted Gu Nanyi's jacket, tall and thin, he seemed to be taken away by the wind.