Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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"Is there anything wrong with me doing this?" The monsoon smoked his eyes and looked at Linghe and others innocently.

The guards, look at me, I look at you, I really can't say a mistake.

These are the fact that they hope that the monsoon smoke can be earned, but... It is obvious that their lady’s ability to act exceeds their expectations.

"There is nothing wrong with this, but Miss, you are in the family now, if they want to pay the bill..." Ling He euphemistically reminded.

The monsoon smoke is really refreshing, but in the end, it is also how thick the face of the family is.

The monsoon smoked a smile and took out a piece of paper from his arms and slammed it.

The paper clearly spelled a few large characters and the name of the quarter.

"This?" Linghe's eyes leaped slightly, but he didn't think that her own lady would come up with something useless.

The monsoon of the monsoon smoked his eyes and smiled and said: "Large brother, you will be okay, I will not only let Jijia spit out all the things that owe me and my father, but I can still collect it. interest."

The guards looked at the appearance of the thief of the monsoon smoke, and somehow, they began to sympathize with the family of the season.

It has provoked such a enchanting, their days, fear of it is not good in the future.

As he said, the monsoon smoke also reached Linghe's military account. He just got into the military account. Before he could see the situation in the military account, he saw a group of black unidentified objects, and suddenly met the monsoon smoke. The door rushed over!

The monsoon smoke eye quickly reached out!

In the palm of my hand, there was a furry, hot touch.

"Hey!!" A familiar voice was suddenly introduced into the ears of the monsoon smoke.

When the monsoon smoked his hand, he saw that the little bat that was stunned and swayed was shaking his small head in the palm of her hand, and in her three steps away, there was a sudden brake of the snarling dog of the scorpion. I sat on the ground and looked at the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoked his eyes, and the little bats swayed and stood up. As soon as he saw the monsoon smoke, it was a mourning of crying and robbing the ground. The small claws on the two fleshy wings were holding the monsoon smoke. At the fingertips, she looked at her with tears, and the little body shivered, and the circle of hair on the round body exploded.

"叽叽叽!!!"

The monsoon smoke looked at the little bat that was scared of the soul, and looked at the sorrowful dog, and suddenly understood.

"I said, screaming..." The monsoon smoke just opened, but I haven't had time to say a few more words. The guilty roaring dog immediately squats on the ground, lifting up two front paws and licking their nose and mouth. Poorly low.

The mouth of the monsoon smoke is slightly twitching.

This goods have done bad things, but also want to be poor?

The monsoon smoke gave Yang Hao a look. Yang Qiang's tall body immediately walked to the side of the roaring dog. The big hand licked the hair of the back of the dog, and directly gave the donkey to the side of the bamboo pole, and the thoughts passed.

The little bat watched the roaring dog to be "contained", and this trembled in the palm of the monsoon smoke, and it seemed to be aggrieved.

"Cough, I said Miss, this little guy... Are you still taking it? This roaring dog is remembering in the day, we are not good at it." Ling He cleared his throat and said it was very euphemistic.

Didn’t see the eyes of the roaring dog staring at the little bats start to green?