Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The pale, raging fire came out of the room, and his gaze looked straight at the back of the monsoon smoke, but there was no movement.

Linghe is completely dumbfounded.

Yesterday, he watched the monsoon smoke and the fire into the cave. After a night of waking up, the fire broke out to this room.

"The young master of the fire, you are this..." Linghe was so slow, and he noticed something wrong between the monsoon smoke and the fire.

The fire slowly recovered his sight and apologized to Ling He. "Ling Big Brother, I have trouble you for a few days."

Linghe slightly glimpsed, always felt that the situation of the fire was somewhat wrong.

"The fire, what happened to you and the lady? You shouldn’t be yesterday..."

The fire shook his head. "It’s my fault. You should go to Ling Ling."

Linghe looked at the fire with confusion. He could see that the fire was the heart of the monsoon smoke, and the same monsoon smoke convection fire, but why are the two people who are interested in each other happening on the night of the wedding? Looking at the decadence inadvertently revealed in the eyes of the fire, Ling He only felt that his heart was a little uncomfortable, but he did not know what to say. He could only say hard: "That... this is Miss, let me give you."

Said Linghe sent the food in his hand to the front of the fire.

The fire broke down and nodded. I took it over. "Thank you."

Linghe can only sigh, he really does not know what is going on in front of him.

The fire broke back to the room with food, but did not move at all. He just sat there silently, wondering what he was thinking.

The mood of the monsoon smoke is very bad. In the city of Tianting, the layout of the big marriage has not been taken down. At first glance, it is slowly and joyous, but such a red color is reflected in her eyes, but it is particularly dazzling.

Meng Fusheng came over at this moment, looking at the monsoon smoke with a smirk, just getting ready to ask his own queen, how was it last night, but was blocked by the monsoon smoke.

"Give me all these things."

Meng Fusheng suddenly stopped, and the coldness of the monsoon smoke made him feel that things were not good, but looking at the frost attached to the face of the monsoon smoke, he did not have the courage to ask more, only to bite the scalp. Nod, let the people under the hand quickly take all the decorations in the city of Tianting at the fastest speed.

Looking at the red of the wedding, a little bit disappeared from his own eyes, but the monsoon smoke did not have a little bit of fun, only the part of the air that was stuck in his chest was even heavier.

"Give me the red 瞳 and Gong Zheng Yu, I have something to discuss." The monsoon smoked and frowned, she did not like this kind of self.

Where did Meng Fusheng dare to hesitate, and ran away to scream at people.

Akasaka and Gong Zhengyu were very surprised when they received the news. They did not expect that the monsoon smoke that was married last night would be summoned up in the morning.

The two men came to the main hall where the monsoon smoke was located with full of doubts. Linghe and Meng Fusheng stood in the hall early. Both of them looked a little weird. They saw the arrival of Akasaka and Gong Zheng. At the time, it was dark and blind.

However, the suggestion, but let Akasaka and Gong Zheng Yu more stunned, until they saw sitting in the upper seat, a gloomy monsoon smoke, suddenly rose a sense of uneasiness.

The feeling of monsoon smoke is very wrong!