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Feng Dance actually attracted all the flying knives with one person's power? She, she is so great?

Du Gu Ya Mo’s heart is inexplicably awkward.

Just now she was so embarrassed that she was arrogant, and she was selfish, and she was protected and married to her... but she never thought that Feng Dance would choose such a decisive way to protect everyone...

I was wrong... I didn’t expect you to take us out. I just sprinkled it on you, phoenix dance...

Just when everyone’s minds are different because of the phoenix’s generosity, suddenly

"Hey, how are you crying?"

The phoenix dance, the clear and moving face of the beautiful face appeared in front of everyone, she smiled and said hello to everyone.

"what?"

"Feng dance?"

"you are still alive?"

"You are not dead?"

"Are you already dead?"

"Wow, little dance~"

The most responsive person is the wind, he is holding a phoenix dance, wow, crying, crying, but he is not breathing. "You are not dead, oh, you are not dead, very good." Wow, wow, ah~"

Excited and screaming and screaming, where is there a little more expensive?

Feng Dance patted his head and looked puzzled: "Why am I dying? How do you think I am dead? Am I looking so short-lived?"

"But have you just died to death in order to save us?" The wind and tears were not wiped clean, and they pleaded with the phoenix dance. "You are awkward, who taught you so great? I will not do this in the future." do you know?!"

Phoenix Dance: "..." Is she the kind of person who will be generous to die to save others? Is she very reluctant?

"Hey, those flying knives, where have you gone?" Duomo Yamo first found something wrong.

Soon, everyone else reacted.

They have been grinding this for a long time, but the flying knife has never danced in the air. What is going on?

"Hey, there, look at the wall!" Feng Sang loudly reminded.

Brush brush -

For a time, everyone's eyes were concentrated on the snow-white wall.

On the wall, the bright flying knives are like being glued to the wall. The flying knives are constantly breaking free and making a squeaky voice, but there seems to be an invisible force that is pulling them and making their efforts in vain.

"This... how are these flying knives all attached to the wall? What is going on?" Feng Feng asked the phoenix dance for the adults. "Little dance, this should not be what you do? Also, this is What shape? It looks weird."

Feng dance laughed, what shape is that?

"That is what I said to the master of the flying knife." Feng Wu hands behind him, proud of the road.

"The two weird patterns are swearing? What?" The wind is even more amazing.

Feng dance mouth slightly raised a touch of curvature.

Those flying knives, one made her into an S-type, and one was put into a B-type by her. What is this? In the original phoenix dance of the 21st century, this is the sentence of the country, everyone knows, but in this world... only one of her talents understands.

"What is not important, what is important is that this suffocation in the heart is out." Feng Dance exhaled a long breath.

"Little dance, how did you do it?"

The wind is no longer entangled in this pattern, his attention is on how the phoenix dance is done.

At that time, she was clearly...

Ps: Push the book of the little friend, Dafuzi’s "The God of Heaven", fattening, you can plant it~