"Xiaohei, just play." Yang Tianxin across the shadow of the wind white, a little pain, the voice is very deep said. These days, fenghei has been silent, except for the days of cultivation, he would sit alone in a remote place, holding a bottle of wine and silently daze.

since Xiaobai's accident, fenghei has become reticent and has not spoken a word so far. But his skill is on the rise. In order to make up for Fengbai, Yang Tian did his best to teach him.

at this time, Feng Hei asked Yang Tian for help. How could Yang Tian not agree? What's more, Feng Hei just wanted to vent...