Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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"Fire! What do you do? Let me down!" The monsoon smoke was in anger, and was suddenly picked up by the fire. It didn't react for a while, and it began to resist after the reaction.

She is very hot now, she is full of anger for this God who always plays her.

Is it easy to cultivate a Nedan!

I took her back, not to give some compensation, but actually let her practice one more, under the sun, how can there be such a bully!

The monsoon smoke filled the anger and directly vented it on the body of the fire, and scratched his back without hesitation.

Looking at the cat-like monsoon smoke in the arms, the fire was dumbfounded, and she walked out of the forest with her silently.

"You are kidnapping, do you know! It’s a minute to cut your head." The monsoon smog, so the fierce slasher’s knife slammed on the neck of the fire, just the light force, no point at all. It is killable.

"Yes, my queen, my people are yours, my life is also yours." The fire is like a child with a monsoon smoke.

In fact, with the strength of the monsoon smoke, as long as she speaks, all countries must bow down to the court, but she does not have the ambition to dominate the world, and the stable and stable nest is too lazy to move in this happy valley.

In these circumstances, the hearts of all countries are very clear. One by one is the same as the mouse. He said that the monsoon smokes himself. It is the Huaxia country who goes out alone. The countries are all as cautious as the guests. Compared with the misery of the original Huaxia State, it was a heaven and earth.

The monsoon smoke has been calm for a while, and it is calm, and my heart is depressed. My road to cultivation is far away. I don’t know when it will be in Xianban. She is depressed and depressed, but she has not found that she has been swayed to the palace. In the middle of the fire, after the fire broke her into the bed, the monsoon smoke came back, looked at the soft bed around, the alarm bell in his head, raised his eyes, and directly on the fire, the unclear scorpion, the heart Without a sudden shock, she raised her hand subconsciously and resisted the chest that someone was pressing.

"What are you doing?" asked the monsoon smoker.

"Yeah." The fire broke a little.

"..." The monsoon smoke is vaguely wrong.

When the two were married, because the intention of the fire was concealed, the hole was unsuccessful. Now... she seems to be aware of the danger.

"You calm down, what do you want to do?" The monsoon smokes against the shoulders of the fire.

"You." The fire squinted slightly.

"..."

What do you want to do?

you……

Rao is such a thick face of the monsoon smoke, but also a hard-boiled red fruit with a red-faced face. She subconsciously wants to resist, but she has not waited for her words to say that the fire has already blocked her. Q.

"Hey!!" The monsoon smoke protested the shoulders of the beating fire, but he did not dare to stand up.

When she dreamed, she couldn’t think of it. The little beautiful boy who had inadvertently caught it would one day become a big hungry wolf.

There is a saying... you can’t live!

In the palace, outside the palace of Huaxia, Meng Fusheng, Akasaka, Gong Zhengyu and Ling He are sitting on the steps outside the palace, watching the small squatting on the back of Bai Ze’s back. Demon King, in a loud noise, several people sighed with a long breath, looked at each other, and were quiet in this comfortable atmosphere.

I hope that the world will settle down and peace.