Xiao Yan nodded his head, do not do too much slow,Rift Gold gently patted the palm side of the children smoked and physique of a move is into a streamer, then thrown straight into the cracks, disappear.

Xiao Yan lost in space to see the cracks in the ancient palm Maguo empty element, Rift Platinum that of cracks is dissipated sailed away, he saw a face full of concern on the children smoked, could not help but laugh: "Rest assured, he does not there will be things. "

Heard, is gently smoked child nodded.

Days of misty fog hanging over the tomb of this space,Rift Plat solitude and silence, as if the main theme of this piece of the world's only