Descent of the Phoenix

It’s a pity that the people around me are ashamed. It’s a pity that such a handsome man is about to splatter on the spot.

Du Yi, who stood on the side of the platform after handing over Yaoqin, did not make a sound, and there was no change in his eyes. He was quiet.

The fingers slowly stroked on the surface of the piano, and the sharp knife of the head would cut to the top of the moon.

The hand that stroked the string suddenly hit the middle finger, and the one finger picked up the seventh string, slightly pulling it, and the fingertip was a bullet.

Just listening to the sound of a crisp string of fiddles, a wind blade flew out and went like lightning.

Just a sigh, after a slight bang, no sound is there.

The sharp knife stopped at the top of Haoyue's head. Fangxiong, whose face was stunned, the muscles on his face kept beating. His eyes looked like a ghost looking at Haoyue. The shock in his eyes was almost impossible to block.

The right hand and the five fingers pressed on the strings, and the moon was holding the Yaoqin and turned away. The white gown of the crescent was flying in the wind, fluttering like a fairy.

After jumping down the stage, Haoyue handed Yaoqin to Du Yi below, and did not look at other people. He strode off the field.

Today, she only has one.

"Why, is this finished?" The host looked at the lingering moon, watching Fang Xiong standing on the ring, how to win.

"It's over." Lishui City looked at the side of the moon and looked at the moon, and there was a deep light in his eyes.

"Oh." The voice of the Lord of the Shui Shui City has not yet fallen, standing on the platform, and Fang Xiong, who held the knife with a high knife, fell backwards.

There is a blood in the neck, very light, but absolutely fatal.

A blow to the commandment.

After the short silence of the people around the stands, they screamed and cheered. The tall trees sitting in the stands, Fengcheng and others, also turned around and looked at the moon.

A blow to the commandment, the strings kill.

It’s a weird kung fu, a good tool.

The white shadows fluttered, and the moon went through the crowd.

Three years ago, she discovered the sound of the beast in the secret room of the Tianchen Palace. She has considered it many times in the past three years and has been practicing for a long time.

Finally, it was found that the sound of the beast needs a strong internal force to pass the piano far away and achieve the most basic control.