Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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"I don't know how I can get on the battlefield?" After the purpose, the monsoon smoke can not help but get active.

Can get the baby, but also be away from the big princess, why not?

If the monsoon smoke has won many battles on the battlefield, it is necessary to say a big princess. Even if the ten big princesses are in the ear of the holy dragon, it is useless. Not only that, but I am afraid that I can still have a hard time with the big princess. Hey, where is it wrong like this?

Xuan Wei sees the monsoon smoke eager to try, can only suppress the strangeness of the heart, and bear the temper to explain the monsoon smoke.

If the deceased wants to go to the battlefield, the first thing to do is to enter the college.

What they learn is not an ordinary thing, but the way in which the armor of the world is used. As the greatest weapon against human beings, the destructive armor can only play a real role if it is completely controlled.

After entering the college, I can only graduate from the college after I have been approved by the college tutor. Once graduated, most of the deceased who have the marriage contract will get married first, and a few will temporarily delay the marriage, but in the end it will be Go to the battlefield as soon as possible and begin to realize the true value of the deceased.

The monsoon smoke quietly listened, and asked Xuan Wei when she could enter the college.

"After January, the Imperial College of the Holy Dragon Empire will start school. When the time is over, Miss Ji can report it. The National Teacher's Club will arrange everything for Miss Ji." Xuan Weidao.

I heard that everything is a star-shaped arrangement. The mood of the monsoon smoke is inevitably complicated. There is no rejection and resistance. There is only a sense of powerlessness and guilty conscience.

After talking with Xuan Wei for a while, the monsoon smoke was sent back to Jijia.

The quarter home is now being taken up by her, and seeing the return of the monsoon smoke, all of them are cautious.

When the monsoon smoke was just ready to go back to the room, he saw a familiar figure facing the entrance to the courtyard. The pair of good-looking eyes and the eyes of the monsoon smoke were on.

"Small stream fire..." The monsoon smoke saw a small stream of fire, and the irritability of the day disappeared at this moment. The monsoon smoke hugged the shoulders of the fire, and the body slammed on the fire.

The body of the fire was slightly stiff, but still stretched out his hand to support her armpit.

"The world is really troublesome..." The monsoon smoke couldn't help but sigh. Her goal is very simple. I just want to safely repair Neydan, practice the infuriating, and then rob another, but...

Backfired, she was born again in a different world, and the inevitable shackles were involved in the disputes of the world.

Let her goal become more and more rough...

Such cumbersome things are simply a torment in the simple habit of monsoon smoke.

Sometimes she doesn't want to fight, fight...

Everything is a glimpse of her, and the life of the immortal is long, it is not a fairyland, but also can sit and watch Yunjuan Yunshu, and over a hundred years, those who have already turned into a pair of dead bones, she is still independent.

She didn't know why she had to pay attention to such a debilitated person. Now, she has to be forced to care about it.

She does not want to fight, but does not mean that she is willing to do the response to the obedience.

I don’t know why the monsoon smoke has this feeling. I thought it was because of the marriage, but it was not good enough to support her.

"You said, am I a good temper?" The monsoon smoked.

The fire broke silently.

The monsoon smoked and stood up, watching the fire, pinching his little nose.

"Oh, not so good in the future."