Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The small corps was concealed by the Suijun and the Wolf Legion, but after the end of the battle, the monsoon smoke as the only three generals, the only surviving generals, it is necessary to report to the Holy Dragon.

Of course...

The monsoon smoke roots are too lazy to report anything to the sacred sacred sacred dragon, simply smashing out the warfare and let the warfare write.

Warfay was afraid of the monsoon smoke, and he leaked a lot of secrets of the royal family. The handle was caught in the hands of the monsoon smoke, and he could only do it honestly.

I have to say that for the kind of sneak peek, the squad is still very easy.

Thousands of words were sprinkled, and the whole battle of the remnants of the rot-bone plains was written in a sigh of relief. Among them, the monsoon smoked a lot, and all kinds of preaching, the eyebrows of the monsoon smoke jumped straight, screaming at the fierce, and again Wrote a copy.

Among them, the edge of the monsoon smoke was hidden, and Yang Lan became the key to this battle.

Even the last thing that killed the demon king was also crowned on Yang Lan’s head, saying that Yang Lan did not hesitate to go with it in order to subdue the demon king.

For these practices of monsoon smoke, the army looked up and down in the eyes, grateful to the heart, but hated the indifferent Shenglongdi.

The soldiers of the Three Armies, who had done some repairs in the camp, had to disperse themselves. Before leaving, the deputy of the army found the monsoon smoke, and took a big gift against the monsoon. Although there was no word, it was already Thank you very much.

Subsequently, the squadron set off and returned to its place of residence.

The Qing dynasty army wolf squatted away.

Among the vast camps, only the eight thousand people of the Wolf Legion were left.

In the previous battle, the Wolf Legion Corps suffered a lot of damage, leaving only 8,000. This made Lu Shaoqing feel a painful, uninformed, and the only thing he was fortunate was that their generals were still alive.

"The general of the season, this thing ... what do you think? I ... the emperor will return to life." Warfa did not dare to leave privately, and ran to the monsoon smoke camp.

The monsoon smoke looked at the appearance of the fierce scream of the war, and it felt unsightly.

"Go back."

I’m in a hurry and I’m thankful.

However, before the end of the battle, the monsoon smoked out a piece of paper, burned it to the gray, opened the mouth of the war, directly poured the ashes into his mouth, raised his hand and chin, directly let the war Go on.

"Season... Season General, you... What are you doing? I am not chaotic, everything is in accordance with your instructions." Warfa immediately whitened his face, timidly staring at his nephew.

Monsoon smoke smiles: "There is no need to panic, I don't have any opinion on you, but you also know. You are the emperor. What to say, what to do, I can't manage it, so... ...in order to reassure each other, you will be swallowed with peace of mind, as long as you have not betrayed me, everything in your life will be safe."

"Put the heart... Turn the heart mantra?"

"A little gift, at most, when you betray me, when you talk around, let you suffer the pain of heartache and die." The monsoon smoked and looked at the battlefield, looking good and harmless.

Warfare did not dare to regard the words of the monsoon smoke as the wind of the ear. After seeing the monsoon smoke and the ghost of the gods, he had already feared the monsoon smoke from the bones.

What the monsoon smoke said now, he did not dare to question.

"The season general is relieved... I must... don't talk nonsense."

The monsoon smoke waved freely. "When the adults go slowly, I will not send them."