Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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After the monsoon smoke left the palace, he took a small song and walked in the night of the emperor with a small bat, and faded the white noise. The emperor at night added a quiet, no screaming everywhere, only the insects The children’s tweets are intertwined with the evening wind.

The little bat squatted on the shoulder of the monsoon smoke, and wanted to say something a few times, but he was gently licked by the monsoon smoke with his fingertips.

It was not until I returned to the quarter home that I returned to my room for a moment, and the monsoon smoked the small bat on the table, then went to the window and looked out.

"This star building, it won't really be interesting to me..." The expression of the monsoon smoke is slightly tangled. She walked on the road for a while and felt that someone was tracking, but the breath was like a star building. Xuanwei, she did not move, until the talent, Xuan Wei's breath disappeared, she guessed to relax.

For someone's "carefulness", the heart of the monsoon smoke is quite speechless.

In fact, if Xuanwei had been following in the dark, she had already fled a small bat to return to the quarter home with a small bat, and it was not that she really took a half-stay in the emperor...

"Maybe I think too much." The monsoon smoked his mouth, not that she was not confident, but that she was too self-aware of her own shell. The appearance of this shell is really not a shame, but it is still There is no star building half good looking.

Again...

The monsoon smoke is determined to bring back a little beauty who has left home, and there is no side to mind.

Thinking of this, the monsoon smoke did not entangle anything, just changed a dress, sitting at the table, piercing his fingertips with a needle, squeezed two drops of blood, placed on the plate.

The little bat, which had long been eager to wait, immediately rushed over, holding a **** bead called a satisfied, satisfied little bat, who jumped on the ground and suddenly became a pretty little doll.

"I feel the same kind of breath." The little bat squinted and looked at the monsoon smoke.

This sentence, the spirit of the monsoon smoke is completely irritated!

"Where?" The eyes of the monsoon smoke sparkled.

The little bat thought for a moment: "That is the one who looks good, the one around me... but... I can't be sure, the other person hides the breath very well, I just vaguely have this feeling, but... …I am not sure……"

The little bat was watching the monsoon smoke. His feelings were not so obvious before. In the palace, many women used the powder, and the smell affected the perception of the small bat. Later, after Xuanwei followed The little bat only noticed the anomaly.

"You mean, Xuan Wei?" The monsoon smoke slightly glimpsed.

Little Bat Road: "I'm not sure! If it's wrong, don't blame me... The smell in the palace is too much. I can't get it out for a while..."

Rao is a small bat saying that the heart of the monsoon smoke is already awkward.

Since the little bat can have such a perception, it is possible, Xuan Wei is really a blood family, maybe...

The monsoon smoked his eyes and made up his mind. If there is a chance to meet the Star Tower in the future, she must try to see the identity of Xuanwei. Next to it, let’s see if it can ask the whereabouts of the fire. She also has to give it a try.

"This is not a small gain, the account of the quarter, I will count it." The corner of the monsoon smoke evoked a bad smile, she did not forget, Jijia gave everything tonight!