Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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"What do you do! I want to rebel!" The Qingjun army suddenly panicked. Linghe had already rushed to their eyes. They were three to five and two, and they directly smashed the headed one. The other Qingjun army simply I don't know what's going on, I don't have time to react.

Linghe directly brought the arrogant leader to the front of the monsoon smoke. The leader was screaming when he was smashed. He glared at the monsoon smoke: "What are you, dare to tie me? You I don’t know if I am the striker of the Qingjun Army! You are to openly and the Qingjun Army..."

Snapped!

The man’s words have not been finished yet, and the monsoon smoked his hand on his face is a slap in the face!

This slap, the person was completely beaten.

"You... you dare to beat me!"

The monsoon smoke sneered and looked at the mankind: "You are not going to see the general, tell you, I am the new general of the valley in the valley, remember clearly, my name is the monsoon smoke!"

The man was completely dumbfounded and killed him. He did not think that the new general of the valley will be such a young girl.

"Will... General..." The voice of the man was changed, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

"Army Division." The monsoon smoke suddenly opened.

Lu Shaoqing was slightly shocked.

"In the army, the filth admiral, repeatedly guilty of the crimes?" asked the monsoon smoke coldly.

Lu Shaoqing was shocked and said: "It is a crime of death."

"Oh? What a sin?" asked the monsoon smoke.

"As a matter of degree, you can kill by squatting, cracking, etc."

The monsoon smoked a smile, and she looked up at the smug-looking leader of the Qing dynasty army, understatement:

"Then squat."

The man has already been bloodless by the next face. "You can't dispose of me privately! I am a soldier of the Qingjun Army! You have no right to dispose of me!"

The monsoon smoke looked at the man who was struggling with madness. He lifted his leg and slammed his nose directly. The big blood instantly stained his face. Under the pain, he couldn’t even say a word.

"I am going, you are a soldier, I let you die, you have to die." The monsoon smoked and took off his legs, and left the words that made him frightened.

"Linghe!"

"Below!"

"Bring people back to the camp, I am optimistic."

Linghe, their eyes flashed!

"Yes!"

Other people of the Qingjun Army are also dumbfounded. Wherever they want to be, the monsoon smoke is actually the new general.

"General, Qingjun is a big army, and the mains of the Qingyi army will be very short-sighted, this matter..." Lu Shaoqing's face is quite dignified, and he is also very dissatisfied with the arrogance of the Qingjun army, but...they have just camped in the valley of the valley. To restore vitality, the recruits have not yet been honed, and they must compete with the arrogant Qingjun army. It is indeed... some is not appropriate.

The monsoon smoke raised the words of Lu Shaoqing.

She stared coldly at the group of Qingyi military tracts outside the military camp: "This is the valley of the moon, not the gate of the Qingjun army. Any soldier should be bound by military law. Go back and tell your master, his striker. I deducted it. He was a fan of the military regulations. The following crimes were committed. If he wanted to mention his corpse, he would wait outside the valley for three days!"

What the Qingjun army is not green, she has not gone to find them trouble, they actually sent themselves to the door, how can the monsoon smoke tolerate them so arrogant on their own land.

The Qingyi soldiers who were frightened by the monsoon smoke were only able to stare at the monsoon smoke. The sinful eyes of the sinful eyes were in their ears, and they could not believe it.

"What? You want to be guilty with him?" The monsoon smoked coldly from the soldiers.

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[No responsibility small theater]

Flowing fire: Demon, you come out, I will have a good chat with you.

Demon: I am not coming out.

Flowing fire: Get out!

Demon: I am not stupid, I will not go out!