spread the divine sense and Yang Tian surveyed the surrounding environment. In the distance, a weasel is lying in a secluded place, peeping at the movements of a pair of gophers, waiting for the opportunity. A little smile, just want to take back the divine sense, but a little move in the heart, Yang Tian's eyebrows immediately wrinkled up

where the divine sense passed, he was acutely aware of dozens of murderous Qi coming here.

"there's a ghost in the wind family." Yang Tian said to himself, "I hope it's not wind two. In fact, Feng ER is a good friend. " Voice is not down, Yang Tian's body shape...