Descent of the Phoenix

"Yes, what to change, we need time." Another slightly squeaky voice sounded, and the man wearing the patch on his body sighed.

Such a valuable thing, it is definitely not a simple thing to change, they only bring money, no other, it takes time to prepare.

On the high stage, Xuanyuan Che glanced at the person who spoke, faintly said: "Focus flower picking is not easy, I have to change the Gyoda fruit."

When the words came out, the sound of the inhalation sounded below, and someone immediately frowned.

Gyatuo fruit is also extremely precious. If the Buddha's falling flower can have the effect of returning to life, then the Gandhara fruit has the effect of meat and bone.

Within one indication, one is outside the rule.

The Buddha's falling flower can continue its life, but it can't heal the broken skin of the veins, while the Gandhara fruit can continue the veins and the bones.

"When I heard that the place where the Buddha's falling flowers grew, there was Jiu Peng's care. It seems that the people who picked it had a problem." Yun Zhao lowered the voice.

"Little brother, this condition is not harsh, but at the moment I don't have a Gyro fruit in my hand, twenty days, no, fifteen days, give me fifteen days, I will take the Gandhara fruit."

A man wearing a blue silk cloth stood up and stared at Xuanyuan Che.

Although the Gyatuo fruit is precious, but compared with the Buddha's fall, it is completely two concepts.

"Little brother, ten days, how about ten days?"

The man wearing the patch also stood up and looked at Xuanyuan’s serious face: “Ten days, I must send it to the Gyatuo fruit, and I will be responsible for your safety in these ten days.”

The two made a speech, and the others frowned deeply and did not speak.

Gandhara fruit, they all have, but the distance is too far, from the palace or from their warehouse, can not be faster than ten days.

Xuanyuan Che looked at the patched clothes, frowned, and after a moment of indulging: "That..."

"I need to distinguish between serious and serious." Xuanyuan Che's words have not been finished, and I have been determined to watch the Buddha's falling flowers, but there is no sound of Chen Fei, suddenly quietly watching Xuanyuan Che Road.