Descent of the Phoenix

Yun Zhao listened to the words of Haoyue, immediately rushed into the car, and slapped to Chen Fei’s shoulder and smiled: "Enough brother."

Chen Fei’s body was shaken and he shook his head with a smile.

Seeing the cloud call to follow, I let him follow, and when I got on the carriage in the next two steps, I went forward.

The high threshold of the "Five-Year Chamber of Commerce" stands on the main street of Dongchengmen, and it looks very gorgeous.

Where? Haoyue also thought that Chen Fei had to go to the West Factory or the Wangfu. I did not expect to go to the Chamber of Commerce.

Chen flew out of the carriage and headed for the head.

"Please remove the weapon." Haoyue and Yun called a step to keep up. The door was respectful and respected as a middle-aged man who was obese and fat, and smiled at the moon.

Haoyue's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, spreading his hands and the weapons from her hand.

Dafufu smiled and looked at Haoyue. Yaoqin, who was holding the hand in the cloud call on the side, gestured for it. Obviously, he recognized the moon, but he did not name it.

"Hey, I don't want to bring weapons here, go." Chen Fei, who had already walked in, turned his head and nodded to the moon.

It doesn't matter if you see this in the moon, Zhaochao waved his hand.

Yun Zhao immediately gave the Yaofu in the handle to the big Afu standing at the door.

The three men walked in the Chamber of Commerce and Industry before and after.

"Young Master." Passing through the two porches, entering the entrance of a large hall, the door is not surprising. The middle-aged man who can't find the crowd can immediately greet him. .

Chen Fei nodded: "I heard that there are good things today?"

"Yes, the best baby." The middle-aged man squatted behind him and immediately walked in front of the door of the hall, and walked toward the inside.

Step by step in the next month, everything in the hall immediately gained in the eyes.

Almost three hundred square feet, the decoration is very gorgeous, or that sentence, gorgeous, full of copper stinky, no style.

At the front end of the hall there is a high platform that should be regarded as a booth. On the high platform, a white-haired old man is standing at the moment, holding a three-footed Qingfeng sword in his hand.