Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The monsoon smoke is condescending, looking at the shocked palace emblem.

"I am the queen of the floating city."

The palace emblem was slightly shocked, and the handsome face suddenly raised a smile.

"Interesting...Queen? Don't you want to build a country through this city?"

Gong Huiyu only had a joke, but no one knew it. This words became true in the future.

The crisis in Fuguang City was lifted, Linghe and others immediately ran out of the city. Thousands of strong soldiers had already died. The people sent from the Stars House are now left with Gong Hui and the black man. The people who emerged from the city of Fuguang immediately surrounded them, and everyone’s faces were filled with hate.

In the face of so many hostility, Gong Huijun’s face was not tense. He shrugged his shoulders and looked at the angry face around him. “This time it seems that I am defeated.”

"Miyazumi Yu, the king is defeated, what else do you have to say." Ling He holding the epee against the palace emblem.

Gong Huiyu suddenly smiled.

"You are really stupid."

"You!" Ling He glared at him and couldn't believe that the other party could still laugh at this time.

At this moment, the monsoon smoked the sword and slowly descended. She went to the front of Linghe and others, looked at the opposite face of the palace emblem, and Linghu and others behind him: "He is not Gong Zhengyu. ""

"What?" Linghe and others were stunned.

Isn't Gong Zhengyu?

How can this be?

Because of the monsoon smoke, Ling He looked at the man in front of him. At this moment, when he was closer, Ling He realized that the appearance of "Miyazumi Yu" was almost the same as that in memory, but the feeling was strange. The difference.

Gong Zhengyu has always been a polite and gracious person to Linghe, and because of his weak body, his face is much more white than ordinary people, but the man in front of him, although he and Gong Zhengyu There are 90% similar, but there is a bad atmosphere between the eyebrows, and the complexion is very normal.

At this moment, Ling He suddenly realized that the person in front of him was not Gong Zhengyu.

"No wonder... No wonder I said... How do you feel a little strange..." Ling He suddenly realized.

Gong Huijun did not mind that his identity was exposed. He was not interested in explaining anything to other people in the city of Fuguang. In his eyes, these people were simply a group of waste, and the only one that made him look good...

Gong Hui's gaze involuntarily fell on the body of the monsoon smoke.

The girl in front of her is definitely not a perfect color. At most, it is only a delicate show, but in the face of that delicate show, there is a pair of heart-wrenching scorpions, full of cold-hearted killings but with an incomprehensible The transcendental, contradictory but natural.

"This time I lost. I didn't think that the Queen of the Queens is so good. Today is the enemy of our star-picking building." Gong Huiyu was late to know the name of the girl in front of her, and she laughed and learned the city in the floating city. People call the monsoon smoke as if they are not worried about their own life and death.

The eyes of the monsoon smoke picked up slightly, but the hand holding the evil sword was suddenly lifted up, and the cold sword tip directly reached the neck of Gong Hui.

"Lite enemy?" The corner of the monsoon smoke sneered a sneer. "Those who dare to move me to the city of light, you can think of what you have to pay for the Stars."