On the edge of the cliff

Ring just hand, XiaoYan mind from the qing, quickly reached out his hand a yu grasp, from hand ring, have straight off a cliff...

The leng leng look up that disappeared in the fog, XiaoYan startled the ring for a moment, little face slowly quieted down, annoyed patted forehead: "fool, so recklessly, so recklessly!"

Just know you three years of shame culprit is always wear ring actually, it is no wonder that XiaoYan into this shape will spin out of control.

On the edge of the cliff sat for a moment, XiaoYan this just helpless shook his head, climb up, turned around and eye pupil fierce of a stare, fingers surprised by what the chatter before...

In XiaoYan before, it's a suspension with a dark, of primitive simplicity of ring that most of the XiaoYan shocked, or ring, the air over the place is a transparent old figure...

"Hey hey, the little baby, don't need such a rage? Is not absorbed you three years of a pipe for the gas well." The old man, smiling transparent staring at the XiaoYan, open word dumbfounded.

Corners of the mouth, the voice of a seizure XiaoYan, anger: "depressing old guy, since you hide in the ring, so should also know because you absorb my measures of the gas, bring me much ChaoMa?"

"But in the three years of ChaoMa, you grow not? Do you think if it was in three years before, you can have a such force and eternity now mind?" The fence smiled, old man light way.

Eyebrows a wrinkly, XiaoYan mood also is gradually calmed down down, in a rage, followed after the joy, if we know that the breath of a mystery, then the disappearance of now, his talent, and surely ye also had been back!