Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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If the Holy Dragon Emperor is brazen, push the old knowledge of the monsoon smoke to the forefront of the battle. Can she really get a hand for her former companions?

Monsoon smoke does not know, she can not answer this question.

Looking at the reaction of the monsoon smoke, Akasaka knows that the monsoon smoke is struggling at the moment. He and the Gong Zhengyu on the side look at each other. They are all a bitter smile.

The Holy Dragon Empire may not be the strongest country in the world. It may not be as absolute as the hegemony of the powerful Saar Empire, but... it is the toughest enemy of the monsoon smoke.

"If it doesn't work... can we find a way to lead them away?" Meng Fusheng said innocently.

Ling He shook his head at this moment. "If you can't do it, the Wolf Legion is brought out by our Miss. This group of people is very young, but they are very savvy, and they want to open. They are too difficult."

Linghe is watching the monsoon smoke training wolf group, and naturally knows how terrible the fighting power of the wolf.

And Lu Shaoqing is savvy and good at planning. If it is not perfect, it is likely to be seen by him, and no one can guarantee that there will be no war in the process of opening.

For monsoon smoke, both the people of Huaxia and the people of the Wolf Legion are not willing to hurt.

At this moment, the people were in a stalemate, but they did not notice that the figure of the fire did not know when it appeared in the shadow of the hall. He stood quietly in the corner, looking at the frowning monsoon not far away. Smoke, the look is complicated.

On the other hand, in the wilderness, a team of soldiers wearing silver armor is advancing rapidly. They are not many, at most 10,000, but behind them, they are long and large.

However, it is such a team with the fewest number of troops, but it gives people a kind of murderous murder. The soldiers of this group are not very old, and they are at most in their early 20s. However, from the pace and momentum of their march, it is not like It is an ordinary army.

Walking in front of this group of soldiers is a handsome young man who rides on a high horse and looks deep.

"Army Division, what is Your Majesty? Is it true that as long as we win this battle, will he be willing to review the case of the general?" A young soldier walked quickly to the side of the youth, his eyes wide open.

The headed youth nodded slightly. He was not a neighbor. It was Lu Shaoqing, the military division of the Wolf Legion.

After the joint operations of the three armed forces, the Wolf Legion should have ushered in a big reward, but no one thought that after their general returned to the Imperial Capital, there was an incredible tragedy.

Killing the princess, smashing the emperor, and killing the same family, the crimes of this article are all tied to their most respected generals. All this is that the Wolf Legion is not willing to believe anyway.

They simply can't connect it all with their generals.

For so long, the Wolf Legion has repeatedly wanted to ask about what happened, and wanted to turn the case for the monsoon smoke, so that they retained the existence of the Wolf Legion with the military power of all of them, and successively refused to accept anything other than monsoon smoke. The generals are dispatched.

They are waiting, waiting for their generals to come back.

This time, it is also the last chance for Shenglongdi to give them a chance. If they attack the new country named Huaxia, they can let Shenglong Emperor review the case of monsoon smoke. Otherwise, the Wolf Legion will have to be replaced by a new general. Take over.

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[No responsibility small theater]

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