Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Almost in an instant, the Star House held his breath and his eyes shook a little, until the breath of the monsoon smoke came into his ears, and he let him come back.

Linghe, standing outside the carriage, looked nervously at the back of the star building.

The carriage's door slowly closed, which separated Linghe's view.

Star Tower bent down into the carriage, the footsteps were unusually gentle. He looked at the sleeping monsoon smoke. The **** picture made him walk every step of the way.

"Oh..." The monsoon smoked a little uneasy, as if I noticed the proximity of others, she opened her eyes in confusion, blood loss and the loss of Nedan made her vision blurred, and her mind was stunned...

She faintly saw a figure through a blurred vision.

That shadow, but let her have an inexplicable familiarity.

"Small stream fire?" The monsoon smoked and snorted.

The figure of the star building is stiff.

The monsoon smoke was behind in the voice, and the weak eyes closed his eyes. He leaned his head and leaned against the carriage, but he muttered in his mouth: "You have no conscience... stinky boy..."

After that, there was no more sound.

Looking at the monsoon smoke once again fell into a drowsiness, but the beautiful face of the star building was hidden with a kind of forbearance and depression. The eyes seemed to be covered by the clouds, and the look of his eyes could not be seen.

Star Tower is a little bit close to the monsoon smoke, slender arm, pulling her sleepy into her arms, a breath of monsoon smoke, mixed with the faint **** smell, filled with the breath of the star building, his eyes Low hanging, one hand slightly raised, and stretched toward the belly of the monsoon smoke...just... his face was slightly reddened as the distance narrowed.

When the warm big palm fits into the belly of the monsoon smoke, through the thin layer of clothes, the star building seems to be able to feel the warmth of her skin.

The heat seemed to penetrate the fabric and burned his palm.

Star Tower's breathing was in a mess, and he took his eyes off the face of the monsoon smoke, and the long eyelashes caught the strangeness in his eyes.

Outside the carriage, Linghe’s expression is very anxious. If the other party is Guoshixinglou, I am afraid that he has already rushed into the carriage.

But now...

Ling He’s eyes swept over the Xuan Wei standing on the side, looking at Xuan Wei’s cold and ruthless face, he could only silently anxiously.

He didn't doubt at all that if he had to catch up with the previous step, Xuan Wei would nail him to the ground.

In the past, one minute and a second, in the anxious expectations of Linghe, the door of the carriage finally opened.

Linghe immediately looked up and looked at it, but it made Linghe dumbfounded...

I saw the star building holding the sleeping monsoon smoke, and the expressionlessly walked down from the carriage. The blood of the monsoon smog was not dried yet. It was smudged on the pure white clothes of the star building, but the star building is like Nothing to notice, naturally holding the monsoon smoked the carriage.

Under the light of the lights, people on both sides of the road saw this amazing scene. Everyone was incredibly wide-eyed, watching their incomparably noble national teacher, holding a woman with blood. !

"National ... National Teacher?" Ling He only got back his voice for a long time. He didn't really understand what the Star House was doing.

Star Tower's gaze swept through Linghe's body, and faintly said: "I will send her back."

After all, the Star House did not give any time for Linghe to react, and directly took the monsoon smoke to his own carriage. With Xuanwei’s whip, the carriage gradually disappeared from the people’s vision. .