Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Linghe looked at the record behind the stone tablet and then sighed: "This dragon family used to have a certain reputation in the Shenglong Empire, but with the fall of their last annihilator, the whole family will also Desperate, the lady had been to the thirteenth prince's birthday banquet, and should have seen those lonely aristocrats, and most of these families are similar to those of the fallen aristocrats, gradually being forgotten by people."

"This stone tablet should be where their last annihilator was buried." Ling Hedao.

"The fall of the deceased? What is this about the family?" The monsoon smoke could not help but be curious.

Ling Hedao: "The destroyer is the main combat power against the Yaozu. It is powerful and also makes the Yaozu fear. Therefore, on the battlefield, the Yaozu will try to concentrate the attack on the deceased, which is also created. It’s very difficult for the deceased to survive on the battlefield. Miss may not know, because the demon is deceitful, nowadays, all the deceased who have been on the battlefield, rarely have to live thirty-five years old, and in them After the fall, the empire will bring back their annihilation armor as much as possible and give it to their descendants to inherit, but..."

"Not every corpse of the deceased can be found back. If even the corpse can't find it, their smashing armor will naturally not come back... Without the armor of the world, the glory of the family will follow. Dispersed..."

The monsoon smoke quietly listens, Ling He’s words reveal the scenery of the deceased, and the glory of the family is inseparable from the annihilator. Which family of the world is not praying that their deceased can live a long life, also Only the season home... so wonderful.

"The deceased, in fact, did not look so beautiful..." Linghe could not help but whispered, looking at the eyes of the monsoon smoke, but also full of worry.

It is precisely because they have been on the battlefield with the cockroaches who are deceased, so... they can understand for themselves, on the battlefield, the demon's crazy attack on the deceased.

The monsoon smoke raised his hand and touched the smashing armor at his neck. The cold touch did not have a trace of temperature. This thing was passed down from generation to generation, and the person who once owned it has already fallen into the world... its existence It seems that from the beginning it was full of death and blood.

The fire was quietly watching the reaction of the monsoon smoke, and the eyes were deep.

A moment later, Zuo Nuo came to look for them, saying that the tomb had been dug, and the Jijia made the monsoon smoke in the past, and sent the season to be buried.

The monsoon smoked the whole thoughts, and took Linghe and the fire to the family.

The tomb of Ji Ji was placed in one of the Jijia cemeteries. Next to it, there were three or four gray tombstones. Obviously, those who were once guarding the dying of the Shenglong Empire.

When the monasteries saw the monsoon smoke, their faces pulled down and their eyes looked directly at the side. They didn't want to have any communication with the monsoon smoke.

The season is standing on the side, and his face is not very good-looking. It is because she was close to the season, so when the monsoon smokes to find the quarter, when the quarters raise funds in the quarter, the seasons are inevitable. I turned over my own small vault.

Nowadays, when you see the monsoon smoke, the seasons are hateful.

but……

The eyes of the seasons are suddenly attracted by the smudged figure standing next to the monsoon smoke.

The face of the slightly green face, but can not cover the glory of the ambiguous, the seasons are incredibly waiting for the fire standing beside the monsoon smoke, the face is incredible!