Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Ling He and others saw that Yang Lan’s appearance could not help but be a bit strange. After they brought Yang Lan to the military parade, they kept Yang Lan in the military account. Today, Yang Lan was not brought out. How does the monsoon smoke call Yang Lan? Come over?

The monsoon smoked with satisfaction and looked at Yang Lan, one hand on Yang Hao's shoulder, slightly looking up at the chin and looking at Hu Temple and others.

"He came to discuss with you, no problem?" The monsoon smoke bent his mouth.

The people of Qingyijun looked at Yang Lan, who suddenly appeared. It was strange to say that Yang Lan’s appearance made them feel a little breathless, and this person seemed to come out silently.

The current body of Yang Lan is the result of careful craftsmanship after the monsoon smoke. In order to make Yang Lan look more "humanized", even the wooden surface is covered with a special blend of latex, eyebrows The erect scorpion was also remodeled by the monsoon smoke. Just close it and others would not see the other.

From the outside, Yang Lan is exactly the same as ordinary people.

Hu Temple, they stared at Yang Lan for a while, and did not find any professional features on this person. Yang Hao’s weapons in his hand were not seen by them. It looked like a knight’s rifle. But not exactly the same. The armor on the body is not like the glossy heavy armor they usually wear, but is a series of oval metal scales connected in series, which can't be seen as weird.

"Just rely on him? No stranger..." The soldiers of the Qingyi Army looked at Yang Jian with a scornful look.

The monsoon smoke shrugged and patted Yang Hao's shoulder: "Try it, the new one is better."

Yang Lan looked at the monsoon smoke and then stepped forward.

The monsoon smoke is standing on the sidelines and waiting to watch the show.

After Yang Hao’s shell was built, he had not invested in the battle, and the monsoon smoke just took advantage of today’s opportunity to observe and observe.

Yang Lan went to the front of the Qingyi Army soldiers without a word. The three-pointed and two-edged sword in the hand flashed a little bit of brilliance in the sunlight. His scales were in sharp contrast with the Hu Temple and other people wearing armor.

Hu Siyu was only able to lose face in the monsoon smoker. Now he sees the ridiculously dressed Yang Lan, but he learns to be smart. He does not take the initiative, but let others try the water first.

A soldier of the Qingyi army walked in front of Yang Lan with an epee. The rolled sleeves showed strong muscles. He looked at Yang Lan with disdain and raised his epee in the face. The face of the door is gone!

Yang Lan stood still in the same place, watching the man who was coming straight in front of him. His left foot stepped back a little, holding the middle end of the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hands, and the shining blade was in the air. With the movement of his hands, he painted a cold moon!

At the moment when almost the man rushed up, the three-pointed and two-edged knives flew the whole person out!

A loud exclamation sounded in the crowd, and no one thought that the elite soldiers who were hailed as elites in the army were so vulnerable in front of Yang Lan!

After a single move, it was defeated!

The man flew a few meters before he fell heavily on the ground, vomiting a blood in his mouth, and the armor on his chest was broken and broke a crack!

Hu Temple is incredulously squinting at what is happening in front of you...