Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The monsoon smoke followed Zonuo into the squadron and walked toward the military account at the rear.

Walking halfway, I saw that many people ran in the same direction. In a short while, the monsoon smoke heard a mess of noise coming from the front, and looked up to see a group of strong men. Together, waving a fist and screaming.

"What's wrong with this?" asked the monsoon smoke.

Zuo Nuo shrugged his shoulders and used it as an ordinary opening. "I am afraid that it will be fought again. Although it is a soldier of the Holy Dragon Empire, but the army attached to it is different, there will inevitably be friction."

The monsoon smoked nod, but waited for them to get closer, but the situation was not right.

"Hu Temple! Don't be too much for you!"

The familiar buzz suddenly came into the ears of the monsoon smoke and Zuo Nuo. The two looked at each other and immediately jumped, and the pace of involuntarily accelerated and squeezed into the crowd.

Among the crowd, Linghe’s face was flushed with anger, and he held a heavy sword in his hand, holding a pair of tiger eyes, and several companions behind him were also discolored.

On the opposite side of Linghe, they stood a group of soldiers wearing dark blue armor. The person headed by him looked handsome and looked like at most twenty-eight and nine years old. In the face of Ling He’s roar, Hu Sizhen was just a brow that didn’t care. I am scornful and careless: "I said Ling He, you are defeated, you are not capable, how can you push it to the head of our Qingjun army? Then again, if it is not as stupid as you, on the demon, how can It’s the place where the death and injury are so heavy. I want to say that it’s still a great feat for General Ji Ji, and that’s all his life.”

"Hu Temple! You will fart again, believe it or not, I tore your mouth!" The blue-bellied violent rise on Ling’s forehead has apparently been suppressed to the extreme!

Hu Sizhen did not put Ling He’s threat on the bottom of his eyes. Instead, he sneered: "Don’t deceive yourself again, Ling He, if it’s not the last shot of our Qingjun army, it will clean up the mess for you, I’m afraid of the border. Many people have to suffer from the evil spirits of the Yaozu. It is that we let those who have survived these lives to be spared from punishment. Otherwise, you have already been sent to the Military Law Office, and you are standing here and telling me?"

The monsoon smoke stood in the crowd and looked at the cynicism of Hu Temple. She turned her head and looked at Zuo Nuo, but found that Zuo Nuo’s face became pale in an instant, and the look of Hu Si’s eyes was like wishing to swallow the other side. The same.

"Zuo Nuo, what is the situation?" asked the monsoon smoke low voice.

When Zuo Nuo suddenly returned to God, turning his head to look at the monsoon smoke, the eyes flashed a bit of uneasiness.

"That Hu Temple is a person of the Qingjun Army." Zuo Nuo bit his teeth and finally opened his mouth.

"Qing Yijun?" The monsoon smoke is slightly doubtful.

Zuo Nuodao: "The Qingyi Army is one of the five main forces of the Holy Dragon Empire. Before we received an order, we must advance the northern front with the Qingyi Army and clean up the land that was occupied by the Yaozu..."

The eyes of the monsoon smoke are slightly shocked. If she remembers it correctly, Ji Xian is in that battle!

Zuo Nuo’s eyes suddenly became congested, and the eyes of the eyes stared at the arrogant Hu Temple, and they smashed the heart from the teeth.

"If it weren't for the Qingyi Army's stand-by, we wouldn't lose! The General of the Season... General He... He won't die at all!!"