Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The monsoon smoke holds a half-cut sword, smiles and looks pale, and the horror of the seasons, a casual step back, with the tip of the broken sword from the shoulders of the season, picked up the one that I did not know when She is defensive in the seasons...

The seasons are wearing a pair of eyes, gasping for a big mouth, looking at the eyes of the monsoon smoke, no longer hate as before, but presents a fear of almost horror.

The rest of the study was also stupid, and the monsoon smoke was too fast, and there was no time for them to respond at all.

At the moment of the talent, they almost agreed that the season will definitely die!

In the midst of everyone's horror, the lips of the monsoon smoke still hang on the smile, and she reached out and took the defensive hand back, then her eyes swept over the shocked people.

"Wind...fengyan, you..." Ji Mubai’s face is also somewhat abnormal. When looking at the monsoon smoke, his eyes are full of complexity.

The sword in the hands of the monsoon smoke is pulled out from his waist, but... he has no chance to stop it. When he realizes that the monsoon smoke moves, the monsoon smoke has already held the sword in his hand. .

"What are you doing!" The quarterly emirate, which has been calm and steady, sighed low, and a pair of swords and eyebrows wrinkled, and the gaze of anger turned to the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon smoked his head and looked at the quarters, but he ignored his questioning. Instead, she continued to look at the soft seasons and squinted her eyes: "The season is like if the defensive is fake." Now, your head is already blooming."

The monsoon smoke said, while making a "flowering" gesture in front of the season.

The picture of her slender five fingers shaking in front of the seasons is like a nightmare shrouded in the heart of the season, almost subconscious, the seasons are involuntarily moved backwards, and the back has been soaked by cold sweat.

madman!

Monsoon smoke is a madman!

Seasonal love did not think of dreams, the behavior of monsoon smoke will be extremely extreme to this point, only when she almost died in the hands of this madman!

Looking at the mood of the seasons, the face turned from white to green, and the monsoon smoke took back the line of sight. At this moment, she answered the question of the quarters.

"Isn't it a doubt that my defensive character is fake? I am not trying to verify it for her personally. Is this defensive character true or false? Or..." The monsoon smoke looks at the quarter emirate, smiles The eyes, the mouth spit out the creepy words.

"Dabo also wants to verify one by one, the true and false of these defensive characters?"

When the sound of the monsoon smoke landed, the broken sword in her hand, with the rotation of her wrist, made a silver arc in the air, and the cold light flashed, which made people feel shocked.

The face of the emirate slammed down.

"No need." The emirate screamed out these three words, but his eyes were full of haze, and he stared at the monsoon smoke.

The monsoon is not afraid of the eyes of the previous season, there is no fear: "So the troubles of the uncle are clear, who is this defensive? Otherwise, in order to prove innocence, I can only verify one by one, if the uncle is unwilling Personally verified..." The eyes of the monsoon smoke looked at Ji Mubai on the side. "Replaced by Ji Mubai, should there be no problem?"