Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The monsoon smoke can't understand how desperate the original Lord was when he learned that Ji Ji died.

That is the original Lord, the last rays of the sun in life, but they are annihilated in the soul by hard life.

From the mouth of Ling He and others, the monsoon smoke faintly understood the death of Ji Yan, it was not an accident, but a murder...

Ji Ji’s feats are not as good as Situ’s, but he’s fighting hard, he’s strategizing, and his reputation in the military is not low. If not, how can he lead Linghe and others to be willing to throw blood for him?

but……

Ji Yan eventually failed to survive and retreat from the battlefield.

I still remember that Ling He said that Ji Wei had taken a vacation to Shenglong Emperor before the war. I hope that after this war, I can return to the emperor and see my daughter.

Of course...

That battle became his last battle.

Father and daughter, after all, the heavens and the people will never be seen again.

The monsoon smoke looked at Situ, who was in front of her eyes, as if she had been dyed by the original thoughts left by the original Lord, an unprecedented hatred was shrouded in her chest.

Situ Yu, Qing Junjun...

This debt, I must definitely come back for the original!

The eyes of the monsoon smoke are as bright as a fire, and the eyes make Situ a slight glimpse. The girl who is only fifteen years old in front of her eyes will have such a compelling gaze. His brows are slightly wrinkled and look at the monsoon smoke. The eyes have also changed slightly.

On the other side of the battle, the secretly observed the anger between the monsoon smoke and Situ Wu, the corner of the mouth could not help but sneered a sneer.

He pretended to clear the scorpion inadvertently: "The general of the season is the daughter of General Ji Jun. It is similar. How was the general of the season sergeant on the battlefield? I also heard about it. If you want to come to the season, the generals will be able to inherit the legacy of General Ji Jun, killing the Yaozu and guarding the great territory of the Holy Dragon Empire."

The monsoon smoked coldly.

After the war, Fei said: "If I remember correctly, General Ji Xian also played with General Situ at the beginning?"

Situ was slightly decapitated.

"That's a coincidence. I still remember that World War I. General Situ and General Ji Jun fought together and defeated the demon army. It is awesome. The season's general, Jicheng's father's will, is also a fate." Fei smiled and opened his mouth, but his eyes seemed to be a poisonous sweep of the monsoon.

During the talks, I mentioned Ji Ji several times, as if I didn’t know how sad Ji Ji’s death would be for her daughter’s monsoon smoke.

"It's really... fate..." The monsoon smoked his eyes slightly, his eyes swept over Stuart's fortitude, and his mouth twitched with an unclear smile, reaching out to Situ.

"In the future, I would like to ask General Situ to mention more points. I am bound to do so, and I will not humiliate my father’s reputation."

Her reaction made the warfare slightly different. I thought that the monsoon smoke would be stimulated by the death of the season, and Stuart turned his face, but did not want to... The monsoon smoke was much calmer than he had imagined.

Situ sneered a sneer and raised his head slightly: "After being an old man, I will definitely ‘think.’” He said that he stretched out his rough palm and grasped the seemingly delicate little hand of the monsoon smoke.

But at the moment of the handshake, Situ Wu felt his own hand bones, and was suddenly gripped by the monsoon smoke, and it was a pain!

Stuart, who has always been very confident about her physique, frowned slightly, looking at the monsoon smoke that did not change color, and her eyes could not help but sink a point.

......

[No responsibility small theater]

Little madman: Say good adjustments?

Some North: ... you go away, let me die first.

Little madman: I want to remind you that this update is Sunday's embarrassment.

Some North: I know... I went to my hometown to worship the ancestors, and continued to write after the ancestors came back...

Little madman: Uh huh, I am a responsible woman, and it is my responsibility to supervise the author's codeword.

A North: You just want to avenge the original owner earlier, killing Situ 跋!

Little madman: Don't say so bloody, this immortal has always loved peace.

Some North: Oh! Ah!