Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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Those people said that they also surrounded the monsoon smoke, and the words were very contemptuous.

"Little girl, tell you, we can take care of you with your friend's things, and take care of your things, naturally it will protect your safety."

"But don't worry, we will definitely protect you in the future, haha."

Looking at the monsoon smoke, a little girl's house was surrounded by a group of fierce gods. Xu Lao couldn't help but be confused. He wanted to open his mouth and discourage him several times, but he was stopped by the poisonous king.

"Don't mess around." Poison King glanced at Xu Laodao.

Xu Lao’s face is innocent. He doesn’t understand the poison king and Ling He. What is going on in the end? The Ming and the monsoon smoke are a group of people. However, the monsoon smoke is now besieged by the Red Blood Brigade. How can they not react?

Xu Lao subconsciously looked at Ling He and others, and found that Ling He did not mean to shoot a little, but instead looked at those who surrounded the monsoon smoke with a subtle look.

The monsoon smoker chewed a touch of smile, and looked at the members of the red blood brigade that swayed in front of their eyes. The black and white eyes were filled with a touch of coldness, which was gradually spreading.

"That is you are right?"

"It's us, that is, a few of us go, what's wrong? Is it wronged to cry..." A man squinted at the face of the monsoon smoke, a arrogant and inconspicuous appearance, "but it is a pity, This floating city is our Red Blood Brigade has the final say, if you are smart, just wait for our boss, and you will not let you suffer in the future."

The eyes of the monsoon smoke picked up slightly, and the eyes were skipped from those people.

"You have the final say?"

"Yes, here's where the fists are hard and who have the final say, your group of weak friends can't keep you like a flowery little girl."

The monsoon smoked and smiled, and her smile bloomed from the corner of her lips.

That smile made Meng Fusheng standing on the side look at it for a while. The girl in front of her eyes, on the appearance, is definitely not how outstanding, but her sudden smile makes her whole face different. .

Like a wild lily blooming between the mountains and valleys, it is splendid and beautiful. This smile can melt the coldest iceberg in the world.

If the monsoon smoke is only considered to be a delicate show before, this laugh is enough to be a smile.

Of course...

When the monsoon smoke smiles, the chill of the bottom of the eye is quietly transformed into a killing.

"Yes? Whose fist is hard, whoever has the final say."

The voice with a smile was introduced into the ears of everyone.

The member of the Red Blood Brigade just wanted to speak.

The toes of the monsoon smoke were lightly tapped on the ground, and the petite figure suddenly picked up. She flew up and took the foot directly to the chest of the man who was lingering!

Suddenly, there was no time for the person to react at all. In the blink of an eye, his strong body was directly flung out!

A loud bang, the person who was kicked, squatted on the uneven steps, and suddenly gave the eyes of Venus a golden star, and the internal organs quickly split.

No one thought that the monsoon smoke would suddenly be shot. She went down and the people around her were stunned. The noisy taunts disappeared in an instant.

The figure of the monsoon smoke slowly landed, the small chin was slightly raised, and a sneer blew from her mouth.

"Then you will try it, my fist is not hard enough!"

......

[No responsibility small theater]

Little madman: I would have turned my heart to the moon, but I forced me to kill the Quartet.

Fire: Do you want to try, I am hard enough?

Little madman: Do you want to play with me?

Flowing fire: Well, in bed.

Little madman:...