Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The words of the man made Song Yuan’s body suddenly stiff, and the picture buried deep in memory suddenly came to mind.

Awkward, frightened... everything that makes people desperate...

Song Yuan’s body unconsciously oozes cold sweat, and the savage figure in front of him seems to be swaying, and his hand is tightly buckled on the injured leg. The strength is like to make his bones. Crushed like.

The man looked at Song Yuan's reaction with satisfaction, and his eyes flashed a smile.

"When you chose to live, then now, you have to work hard to survive. This holy dragon empire, and the dying person, what is it like, are you still unclear? Think about what you were when you were Poor... When they died, did they always ask for help, 'Song General, save me'..."

"You give me a mouthful!" Song Yuan looked up and his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes.

The man suddenly laughed and looked at Song Yuan, who was awkward, as if he thought it was all interesting.

"This country has abandoned you, letting you become the target of the monsters hunting, what are you still struggling? When I first ate the two children, you looked at it with your own eyes... You have not been in the past few years. Never felt that something wrong with your choice?"

Song Yuan’s face was ugly to the extreme. He looked at the man in a smooth way, and his fists were bleeding.

"People always say that our demon are ferocious, but you yourself, for your own life, why not? Even such monsters dare to use, ah haha..." The man smiled and helped the forehead, his eyes flashed with demon, "Now This is your chance, a chance to revenge, think about how this empire treats you, treat your soldiers, there is a dying person in your city, sent to your hand, don’t you want to Kill her?"

The man narrowed his eyes and sullenly said: "You are also saving the poor soldiers..."

The muscles on Song Yuan’s face were tight and he looked at the man in front of him. He took a deep breath. “You don’t have to say anything, I know what I should do.”

The man stood up straight and looked at Song Yuan with his hands and arms. "This is right, conscience... Have you not been there already?"

Song Yuan’s faceless expression sat as if he had not heard what the man was saying.

"In the hands of the monsoon smoke, there are only a hundred soldiers. This is the best chance. If you miss it... you can't." The man smiled and looked at Song Yuan.

Song Yuan raised his head slightly and looked at the man: "The opportunity is not only mine, but also you and the grown-up."

The man shrugged. "Do not worry, we should do things, we will not forget."

Song Yuan cold channel: "I hope so."

The man did not say anything more. He leaned his hands behind his back and slowly walked out of the study.

In the study, there was only one Song Yuan left. He looked up and took a deep breath. When he closed his eyes, the memory that he deliberately suppressed for many years was on his mind.

【monster! There are monsters! General! 】

【what! ! 】

When Song Yuan raised his head again, his eyes became abnormally cloudy, and he pulled out the sharp sword at the waist, and the fierce sword cut off the desk in front of him.

"Destroyers, you should not exist at all!"