The news of Xuanyuan Yu's violent rumors spread throughout the impermanence. After hearing the news, everyone was shocked and sighed with impermanence.

Not long ago, they went to participate in the Xuanyuan Yuche and the cold wedding, but now it is a red matter.

Inside the lively restaurant, Mr. Storybook sighed. "This Xuanyuan Yu Che died, there is no burning in the territory of the Promise."

"The last time someone said that the wedding night saw a cold and secluded Xuanyuan Yu Che's arm? I think, it is difficult to protect the enemy from the dispute with Xuanyuan Yu Che for the sake of interest, and killed him."

"But, then, have you been concerned about the Fengyue Gate recently?" Someone remembered something and couldn't help but ask. "Don't you find out that many industries under Fengyuemen are now coincident with the original Burning Gate? It seems that it was the Fengyue Gate, not the floating gate, which was originally used to annex the Tianmen."

When the words came out, everyone was shocked.

At the beginning, everyone was acquiesced to the fact that the burning gate was annexed by the floating gate, so they did not think about things in other respects. Now the person said that someone finally realized.

"Yes! It is exactly this, especially in these two days, those newly emerging industries are obviously burning the gates before."

Only this sentence, the whole restaurant is stunned.

The people here have thought of this, and on the other side, in the floating gate, cold-yang inflammation has already found these tricks.

He screamed in a resentful manner, his face was gloomy and scary. "Sure enough, it was calculated by someone. It must have been the door of the wind! It is all that the wind and the moon are doing! Check! Go to check who is behind the wind door!"

When talking, cold Yang Yan hates teeth.

He never imagined that a new small martial art would have counted the head of his floating gate. If this matter is passed out, when will he let him live?

At the time when the guards wanted to go down, there was a sudden shaking in the air.

The cold-yang inflammation at the level of Xianling was very keenly aware of the strangeness. His look was slightly stunned, and there was some sternness in his eyes. "Since you have come, why not show up?"

"Hey, cold-yang, I have been waiting for my legs to be sour, you let me down." With this slogan, a woman in a purple skirt jumped off the beam.

Watching her come down from the beam, the cold yang sputum suddenly shrinks!

House beam!

This means that she has already come in before he comes in. The irony is that he stayed in this room for almost an hour, and never even found her breath!

"Feng Chu Ge! It's you..." On the occasion of the change of look, Leng Yangyan looked at the woman who smiled in front of her face. "You dare to come!"

"Why don't you dare?" Feng Chu's brow faintly picked. "I have been here for so long, I haven't seen any snakes and tigers ants!" said, Feng Chu songs turned, looked up, smiled low. "It’s the unpopular Lord, the reaction is not as good as it used to be. It’s really old!”

These words have inspired a cold-blooded look!

The words of Feng Chuge are clearly laughing at him!

However, after a moment, the face of cold Yang Yan recovered, and then laughed.

"Feng Chu song, you took my soul, I thought you would escape far, I did not expect you to send it to the door. So, then I will blame me!"