Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away!

Chapter 2695 owed goods

Where does Alchemy Nine know that she can make such a large moth?

Therefore, this cargo is still constantly flowing into the heavens and earth to fill the herb, anyway, there will be ready-made medicinal herbs coming out, it is too convenient, is there any? !

This product is not idle, taking advantage of this effort to start drawing symbols, the more the better, the better, when it will be used.

The goods are demon underneath, and the hairs of the top of the mixed yuan sects are all white.

However, good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles, and the death of the mixed Yuan Zong, after the death of the head of the Yuanzong, is simply a celebration of the whole, almost knocking on the drums and sending their Xiahou heads to see the jokes of the mixed Yuanzong.

Zhai Yuanzong’s Xiahou head was a high-profile visit. Although Baili’s head is now awkward, it can only be loaded with a cloud of lightness and nothing to do with him.

"Hey, Baili's head, before you mixed the Yuanzong aura is quite rich, how can it become so faint now? Could it be something happened?" Xiahou, the head of the door knowingly asked.

The head of Baili knew that Yuan Yuanzong had an eyeliner in the mixed Yuanzong, so he did not hide it. He said with a smile: "There is a bit of a change. However, before things are clear, it cannot be said that this is a piece." Bad things, maybe good things are not known."

Xiahou’s head said that it’s really dead ducks!

He smiled and said: "Hundreds of people are at this time, you are not dead! I am here to help you. I think you will be exhausted sooner or later." How do we combine the two factions with each other?

Baili’s head drank a cup of tea: “Merge? How is a merger method?”

"Of course, you merged Yuanzong into our Yuan Yuanzong. In this case, you don't have to be homeless. You can rest assured that by the time, I will let you be the deputy head of our Yuanzong." Xiahou’s head is proud Said the ocean.

Baili’s head can’t wait for the tea bowl in his hand to call on the face of Xiahou’s head. He snorted: “Reversely, even if the aura of the mixed Yuanzong can’t be restored, we’ll find another place for it. Xiahou’s head is worried."

Xiahou’s head slammed his mouth: “You’re really dead ducks, but you’re looking for a place? This Xianyuan continent is not only comparable to the place where we live in Yuanzong. I advise you, we are not practicing for longevity. Avenue? Why bother to count some details, joining me, Yuanzong only benefits no harm."

The head of Baili had been very troublesome these days. Now Xiahou’s head is here to say cool words, but I can imagine the degree of depression in his heart.

The head of Baili reluctantly pressed the impulse to slap the head of Xiahou: "Xiahou’s head, your kindness, we have a mixed heart, and when you have a similar thing, we will do the same. I still have something to do, I will not stay, please!"

"Hey! We won’t have this kind of thing in Yuanzong. I want to say that you have done a lot of anger and grievances, or how can you be punished?"

"You! Xiahou, you don't deceive too much! I have been tolerated for a long time in your long-term visitor. Come and drop off!" The head of Baili can no longer maintain the surface. This Xiahou Temple is a owed goods.

(End of this chapter)