Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The seasonal brown on the side is also amazed. Looking at the eyes of the monsoon smoke, it is full of surprises.

The monsoon smoke will unfold the paper in the hand, and the two lines above are vigorous and powerful. It is clearly from the hands of the seasons.

"Second, when the uncle wrote this note, you were there. The uncle gave me something. You should be very clear, isn't it?" The monsoon smoke looks at the seasony brown road.

The expression of the season brown was white and white. At this moment, he finally understood that the monsoon smoked the day, why did you want the quarter to write this note!

This gimmick, I thought about everything behind me in the morning!

The quarter emirate originally promised this, but it was a plan to slow down the soldiers, but did not expect that the monsoon smoke had already designed everything, this note, plain white became her amulet!

Looking at the ugly face of the season brown, the smile of the monsoon mouth is getting stronger and stronger.

"How? Is it because the age of the second is old and the memory is bad? But how long does it take to remember?"

The quarter brown looked at the monsoon smoke, and his heart trembled, but he could only smile and said: "This is... naturally remember..."

The monsoon smoke nodded with satisfaction, then the paper strips were collected again, and the legs overlapped arbitrarily. The whole season looked like a pale look. "Since Er Bo remembers, the uncle has already allowed me, then the season. Love the dress, trouble the maids of your hands and feet, and quickly remove your things from the yard."

The season is unbelievably screaming at the monsoon smoke. "What do you mean?!"

"What do you mean?" Monsoon smoked a chuckle: "I don't mean enough? This yard is mine. I will take back the right to use it now. If you haven't taken yours before tonight. When things move out, I will recognize that those things are not what you want. How do I deal with them is based on my preferences."

"Monsoon smoke! You don't have to take a shot! What are you..." The season's love can't believe it, the courage of the monsoon smoke is so big.

Did the monsoon smoke dare to let her move out of the yard?

Why?

Seasonal love still wants to say something, the side of the season brown eyes look wrong, rushed forward to stop the violent season of love, then smiled and looked at the monsoon flue: "wind, you are why?" I have lived here for so many years, and you suddenly let her move away. This is a bit too unreasonable. If you let your little aunt know, I am afraid to blame us for treating her daughter."

The monsoon smoke looked at the appearance of a good old man in the season, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit more ironic.

"Second, how old was it when I moved out from here?"

The problem of seasonal brown being monsoon smoke is a stiff one.

When the monsoon smoke was forced to move out of the yard, it was only a few years old.

"This is the place that my father and my mother left for me. My father just went to the battlefield for a few years. You just let me move out, empty all the room, give it to the season, let her live near." Ten years, can you say... you are not afraid that my father will climb out of **** and blame you for treating his daughter?" The monsoon smokes staringly at the eyes of the season brown.

The seasons are the golden branches, and the original facts are retreated.

It is a pity that she can speak as well as the original owner.

If the monsoon smokes, the seasons that are asked are dull and speechless, and the face becomes pale.