The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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After studying the poison, the Soviet Union will have the mood to refine the magic attack.

At this time, the people outside the yard were not stable.

Because the hens before the hens ran out and said a bunch of strange words, the group of people sat there all day, smashed the words of the hens and smashed them, opened them, chewed them, and turned them over.

But they still can't study it.

One day, two days, three days... until the tenth day!

There was no news from Zhenhua in the East. Even Mr. Wang did not have any news. The group headed by Ding Qi was not anxious.

There is no such thing as Dongfang Zhenhua, but who does not know Mr. Wang’s position in the handsome? If Mr. Wang has an accident, then...

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Ding Qi couldn't resist the anxiety of his heart and ran to knock on the door.

The door opened, revealing the sneer of the chicken head and the impatience and disgusting: "What?"

"Our Mr. Wang..." Ding Qi’s words were not interrupted, and they were interrupted by the hens.

"Your Mr. Wang? You Mr. Wang... Hahaha, you Mr. Wang..." The chicken head boy seems to think of something funny, and his tears are falling out.

And Ding Qi, this group of people are staring at him, all of them are anxious: "What happened to Mr. Wang? Tell us!"

The hens and the youngsters laughed out of breath, licking the twitching abdomen, and said for a long time: "You Mr. Wang...you are looking for Mr. Wang, but we are not here."

The chicken head boy is actually correct, because the one inside is not the real Mr. Wang.

However, this sentence can not be passed to the outside of this group of people.

They are subconscious and want to marry.

Is Mr. Wang quarreling with the old man? injured? Still killed? The destroyed corpse was wiped out... Once the brain hole was opened, it could not be closed.

The more you think about it, the more you think about it, the more serious you are, the more you think about it, the more you worry about it...

Seeing everyone’s suspicious face, the chicken head is too young, but there is a green old man supporting him. Is he afraid?

With a bang, the hens and the youngsters directly shut the door, leaving a group of people below.

"How to do?"

"Let me contact Mr. Wang!"

"I can't contact you! This area has been blocked, can't you be connected?"

"What happened to Mr. Wang? It’s terrible!"

If Mr. Wang is really in trouble, then the handsome man... I thought of this, everyone took a breath and yelled at Mr. Wang in the house.

At this moment, the green monster is sitting on the lounge chair in the yard.

He has been busy all the time, almost never let himself stop, and now the refining room is occupied, giving him a very unreal feeling.

Looking at the ridiculousness of the garden, I thought of Su Lian’s refining techniques like the flowing water. There is a kind of sourness in the heart of the green man.

He looked at the gray sky, the vicissitudes of the eyes, the distance between time and space,

"Grandpa, Grandpa, will I really become the most powerful refining pharmacist in the Devil?" The little girl leaned back on the small face of the palm of her hand, her eyes screaming, her eyelashes fluttering, and she was very smart.

"Of course, Xiaoluo is the most medicinal talent in the world, no one."

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I am already a master-level refining pharmacist."

"The talent of Xiaoluo is much stronger than that of Grandpa. Grandpa is at this age, but there is no such achievement."