Qi Xia chuckled and took out a generation of gold coins from the ring and put them on the table.

The singer glanced at her purse and sat up straight.

"A hundred years and a hundred years later, the ancient sea flickers......"

Qi Xiagang narrowed his eyes and prepared to listen. As a result, after a song, he never heard the following again.

The singer looked at Qi Xia and the purse.

“……” Is this the rhythm of a bag of gold coins!! Qi Xia is about to laugh. I've seen the financial fans. I've never seen such a financial fan.

Another bag of gold coins was put on the table, and the voice of the singer was heard.

This time, Qi Xia was very conscious that he had put the next bag of coins on the table before the singing stopped.

"When a few lines of egrets fly by, they flutter their flags and Yan their flags. When the war comes to an end, their wrists are splattered with blood, their iron shoulders are wide-ranging, and their courage is desperate. They sigh in the evening when they are on the road, and they wash their hearts and dust in the sky outside..."

The soft song is in the backyard of the night. In the moonlight, only this song is in the ear. Qi Xia squints his eyes and looks at the red singer in the moonlight. The slow song, under the slightness, is full of thrilling blood.

Qixia closed his eyes, and the song flowed into his heart. The gorgeous picture bloomed in front of his eyes.

There are wolves and smoke everywhere. The fire reflects the sky. The sound of fighting is endless.

Looking at the chaos of fighting among monsters, demons, humans and Warcraft, he seemed to be able to smell the bloody smell in the air.

He sat on the back of the unicorn, and the magic wand in his hand was shining with dazzling light. He was bombarded by large-scale magic, and the monsters around him were everywhere. The monsters that could not be killed were like the tide, which came up again. The magic light lit up the dark sky. When the unicorn was flying with auspicious clouds, the magic wand in Qi Xia's hand did not stop for a moment, and the magic light fell like rain Next.

Death, accompanied by war, wailing, accompanied by smoke.

His eyes are filled with dense monsters. In the sky, flying monsters attack repeatedly. A large number of flying monsters die in the air. Their bodies stained with blood turn into a blood light and fall to the earth.

Suddenly, a whine pierced Qi Xia's eardrum. He was shocked and looked at the source of the sound.

At the end of the monster army, a familiar figure leaps into Qi Xia's eyes. Not far from that figure, a huge black whirlpool is rapidly shooting towards the figure and the Zhuque under her!

In an instant, Qi Xia's heart stopped beating. He watched the nightmare like scene with cynical eyes. For the first time, there was an unprecedented panic.

The black whirlpool, in an instant, devours the figure and the Flamingo.

The pain that pierces the heart reaches Qi Xia's soul.

"It's not true It's not true Kirin! " Qi Xia gnaws his teeth and roars. The unicorn turns into a silver light and rushes to the black whirlpool.

The black whirlpool swallowed up everything it touched and burned everything.

When Qilin arrived, Qi Xia could only watch the scattered bones on the ground and the familiar ring.

"It's not true She's not dead, it's not true... " Qi Xia stared at the cold white bone with his mouth open, his fists clenched on his side, his shoulders shaking faintly.

He jumps down from the back of Unicorn in a hurry. When he lands on the ground, he holds the thin human bone in his hand, and his pupils shake in despair

"Xiao Xiao......"