Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The war trembled and left.

Linghe looked at the face of the reconciliation of the war, and he felt so happy.

"When this kid was in the city of Jicheng, he was arrogant? He was smothered by the National Master, and he didn't see a bit of honesty. This time he could have tasted the bitterness. It should also scare him." Ramp.

The monsoon smoked his eyes and glanced at Linghe. "When did I scare him?"

Ling Hedao: "The heart is a curse, isn't Miss you scared him?"

The monsoon smoked his lips and said nothing. "Who is scaring him, I am telling the truth."

Linghe’s expression suddenly became a stiff...

The monsoon smoke saw that the matter was almost handled, and then got up and packed the whole line. "The time is almost up, and we should also set off to return to the valley."

Ling He’s nodded, and it’s hard to imagine that the heart-breaking mantra in the monsoon smoke will be true.

but……

When I think of my own lady, the number of times the ghosts make a difference in the weekdays, Linghe will be calm.

Linghe ran to convey the news, but the monsoon smoke suddenly thought of something. She called Yang Lan over and said a few words in Yang Lan’s ear. Yang Lan immediately nodded and folded.

When I came back, Yang Lan’s hand was a little more...

The calamus was directly thrown at the foot of the monsoon smoke by Yang Lan. At the time of the army's expedition, Yang Lan was tied to the big camp by the bundled demon rope. After a few days, he was miserable. When he saw the monsoon smoke, he immediately Squinting, just preparing to speak, but suddenly seeing...

A soft, soft scorpion, lying comfortably on the knees of the monsoon smoke, squinting.

The chin of the calamus fell to the ground.

"Demon... Demon King?" The calamus widened his eyes incredulously.

The monsoon smoke raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Can you see it?"

She has sealed the demon of the small group with the infuriating gas, and let Lu Shaoqing, who was unaware of it, see it once. Lu Shaoqing did not even see the identity of the small group at that time. He only thought that it was the pet that the monsoon smoked halfway back.

The shock of the eye of the iris was instantly turned into a doubt. He was subject to the man and had to say: "Although there is no demon in it, as long as it is a middle-level demon, who will not see its identity."

"Oh? Then you can know which demon king it is?" The monsoon smoked like a smile.

The calamus looked at the monsoon smoke without words.

"There are a lot of demon kings in the world, and I will recognize them."

The monsoon smoke slightly nodded. It seems that the calamus does not know the origin of this small group.

"There is one thing, I feel a little strange, I want to ask you." The monsoon smoke suddenly said.

The calamus looked at the monsoon smoke and did not speak.

Monsoon flue: "I did not see Song Yuan within the nest of the Yaozu."

When he left Pingcheng, Song Yuan stayed in Pingcheng. Just when he went back, Pingcheng had become an empty city. Song Yuan and all the Yaozu had disappeared without a trace.

The calamus was slightly stunned, and after hearing the words of the monsoon smoke, he could not help but laugh.

"Song Yuan? General Ji, do you think that a human being who has lost its value, will our Yaozu still keep him? Is he afraid that he has already been eaten?"

The monsoon smoke looked at the proud calamus, and the corner of his mouth suddenly made a smile.

"Song Yuan is also a self-defeating, but you reminded me."

Looking at the smile of the monsoon smoke, Zhang Pu suddenly raised an ominous premonition.