Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Before the strong man said that the Thunder is very much looking forward to her arrival, but now it seems that the monsoon smoke does not feel so optimistic.

The two maids looked at her eyes very sharply, and she did not scrape a layer of skin from her.

Here the brawny is still arguing with the two guards, and the two maids in the gates have already been looked at, and they have not said a word, they turned their heads and left.

"Miss, or else, let's wait a little longer? There is something that can't be seen in Lei Xu, maybe he is the youngest Thunder..." The words of the strong man have not finished yet, but the monsoon smoke smiles:

"Without such trouble, I bothered the two big brothers to take a road." The monsoon smoked and smiled and walked forward, a good-tempered opening.

Thunder?

She estimated that even if the bones became sand, the goods could not appear.

The brawny gave a slight glimpse and wanted to say something, but looking at the face of the monsoon smoke, he finally couldn’t say anything.

The two guards watched the monsoon smoke so "know the time", and immediately nodded with satisfaction, led the monsoon smoke and other people into the city.

The quarters were not big, the guards led the monsoon smoke. They didn't go far, they went to the place, but standing outside the broken door, the hearts of the guards around the monsoon smoke completely fell to the bottom.

"The city's main government has now vacated and gave the guests a foot. The city owner said that the city is small and has no financial resources. Therefore, it has to temporarily grieve the new city owner to stay here for a while." The two guards said politely. However, they did not wait for the monsoon smoke to open their mouths, and the two left.

After the two guards left, the guards of the dusty servants had already been blushing.

"What are you doing here? Go into the house." The face of the monsoon smoke still has a light smile.

Looking at the smile on the face of the monsoon smoke, the guards looked down one by one, and the heart seemed to be filled with sour water.

Without the joy of moving, there was no slightest jump. The guards sneaked into the dilapidated house. The old door was pushed to develop the sound of squeaking. Every step of the way, the dust was raised, and the house was even more A ruined scene, the lacquered column, the green weeds in the slate, and the staggered cobwebs in the door are all sour.

"Miss, you should rest first, we will clean it here." The strong man took a few deep breaths.

Of course...

The monsoon smoke sat down on the stone steps on the side, and she waved her hand: "I don't worry, right, I don't know what you are calling."

The brawny was slightly stunned, and some of them cramped the brain and said: "The genus is called Linghe."

"Then I call you a big brother, no problem?" Jifeng smoke smiled, crane? She likes this word!

Linghe's old face was red, and he only nodded.

"Hey brother, do we have money in hand?" The monsoon smoke suddenly disappeared.

Linghe was a stiff, the redness on his face immediately faded, and his face was a bit ugly. After the death of his father, Ji Jinfeng, his majesty had sent a lot of gold coins together with the desolation armor, but the money, the monsoon smoked a The son did not get it, and all of them were given to the family.

On this road, all the expenses were made by Linghe and other guards. They had already been put together, and they had already dried up all the way. Nowadays, they are... there is no one left.

Linghe’s face turned from white to red, and it was hard to become pig liver.