Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The monsoon smoke took a slow pace and walked over to a dignified fire. Looking at the frown of the fire, the monsoon smoked his head and reached out and licked his eyebrows.

"How? Scared?"

There is no buzz in the fire.

Monsoon flue: "I don't kill him, he will kill me, I can bear the fault of a moment, but I won't go back to the mountains."

The monsoon smoke gave Lei Xu many opportunities. As long as Lei Xu did not do anything, the monsoon smoke was too lazy to pay attention to such people. Unfortunately, Lei Xu personally ruined everything.

Looking at the monsoon smoke, the deep scorpion did not know what kind of emotions existed. After a long time, the fire suddenly raised his hand and pulled down the paw of the monsoon smoke in his eyebrows. After pulling down, he did not immediately release it. He just had a slight drop in his eyes, and his eyes fell on the glittering eternal imprint of the two clavicles in the monsoon smoke.

The silver-white imprint is full of luster, reflecting the complicated eyes of the fire.

"You are the hunter?" The fire finally opened his mouth.

The monsoon smoke smiled and said: "Okay."

The annihilator is nothing but the identity of this shell.

"Have you used this thing?" The fire broke up and marked the death of the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoke shook his head. "Not yet, this is me... my father left it to me. I don't know how to use it. I heard Ling Ling said that before I go to the battlefield, my majesty will send me to a dedicated hunter. College, where I will teach you how to use this stuff."

In fact, the monsoon smoke is not interested in what is destroyed.

Anything that comes with external force is a long-lasting means for her.

It is better to rely on what you rely on.

The mood of the fire was lighter. He looked up and looked at the monsoon smoke: "You are strong." He looked at the blood outside the door.

The monsoon's lips and lips are slightly raised. "What do you think?"

The fire is quite helpless for the unfair state of the monsoon smoke, as if the person who had previously decided to kill the decision is not the same as her.

"You are very strong, so strong that you don't need this smashing armor."

The monsoon smoke raised his eyebrow slightly. "I am not ready to use it."

She does not think that with a single armor, she can withstand the strength of her half-sex, and again... this thing has continued with blood. In the end, it is a thought left by the original father to the original owner. The deceased is big, the monsoon smoke It is not intended to occupy the embarrassment between the original father and daughter.

The fire sighed and the emotions in the eyes were completely dispersed.

"What's the matter with you, it looks like a lot of trouble?" The monsoon smoked a keen sense of the anomalies of the fire. He seemed to care very much about the dying.

"Nothing." The fire shook his head, and at the end, he suddenly thought of something.

"You have to remember what you said today."

The fire is not smooth, looking at the monsoon smoke, the serious eyes make the monsoon smoke somewhat puzzled, but...

The expression of the little squirting fire is really a **** beauty bomb!

"Then, you kiss me, I promise you." The bad taste of the monsoon smoke came up again, and her fingertips kissed her cheek.

Ling He and others have been unable to stand up and open their eyes.

Just as the monsoon smoke thought it was almost the same, the cheeks suddenly felt a touch of warmth.

The face of the fire is slightly red, but the eyes must look at the monsoon smoke seriously.

The monsoon smoked a glimpse of the bottom of the smoke, but in the end, she smiled.

"Well, I promise you, what I said today, I will never forget."

......

[No responsibility small theater]

A certain North: make up the face!

Little madman: Uh huh.

A North: Morality!

Little madman: Uh huh.

A certain North: heartbreaking mad!

Little madman: Uh huh.

A certain North: the shame of the fairy!

Little madman: What else?

Some North: What do you mean? Fucking the first kiss of a beautiful young boy, what is your conscience!

Little madman beats his chest: here.

A North: You, you, you... a small stream of fire, you must not be fooled again, this woman is not well-intentioned, she is coveting your beauty! You will be so stupid again, sooner or later, she will be eaten and wiped.

Flowing fire:...

Little madman: Come, scream, don't leave her, I will take you home and teach you a set of double repairs.

Flowing fire: double repair?

Some North: Heaven! Why don't you have a thunder to kill this cargo!

Little madman: Well... it has already passed.