Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The monsoon smoke is really not very good at carving animals. What's more, the wood that can be used in the firewood room is taken by her to join Yang Lan, and then I want to sculpt the dog...

The monsoon smoke is going to take Yang Lan to the mountain outside the city outside the city tomorrow morning.

Just as the monsoon smoke thought, when the place where I went today had the right wood, the door of the firewood room was suddenly pushed open.

The monsoon smoked his head and turned his head, but he saw the children who had disappeared for a long time. They stood upright at the entrance of the firewood house and still had a huge parcel in their hands.

The package is still creeping...

"Hey, the little ghost who escaped from home finally knows that he is back?" The monsoon smoke smiled and screamed at the fire.

The fire did not pay attention to the temper of the monsoon smoke. The gaze directly looked at Yang Lan, who was in front of the monsoon smoke. His brow was lightly wrinkled, and he looked at Yang Lan’s motionless squatting there, and his look was a bit strange.

The monsoon smoke noticed the raging eyes and smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, this is Yang Lan, and it is also a member of our family in the future." Said the monsoon smoke and reached out and took Yang Yan's broad shoulders.

Flowing fire and lips.

She thought he couldn't see that this "Yang Lan" was a wood carving?

For the monsoon smoke **** Shinto character, the fire can only be selectively ignored, he put the huge pocket he was holding directly in front of the monsoon smoke.

"Give you."

"Give me?" The monsoon smoked his eyebrows slightly and looked at the expressionless fire. She opened the pocket and smiled and said: "Small fires go out today, aren't you going to give me a gift? It's really moving..."

The monsoon smoke has not finished yet, and the pocket is opened by her two or three times. From the pocket, she immediately jumps out of a dark figure.

Awkward, I went to the corner of the firewood room.

The monsoon smoked and looked at the black creature standing in the corner and standing alert.

It was a half-large dog creature, the black hair of the body was bright, the blue eyes looked sly and charming, the vertical pupils were full of alertness and tension, and the backs were all erected.

"Your mount can't be used, this one..." The fire looked at the monsoon smoke just opening.

Monsoon smoke, "Screaming!"

Flowing fire, "??"

"Ah, haha, it's you, roaring dog!" The monsoon smoked his eyes and stared at the fried dog's canine. He didn't do it twice, and directly gave the name of the roaring dog.

"Wait, it's not a dog..." The fire frowned, just wanted to explain it, and the result was ... he fell into a warm embrace.

The monsoon smoke will hold the fire in his arms, because the height of the two is almost the same, and the picture of the two together is not so subtle.

"Fire, I really thank you so much."

The little black dog, living and detaching, satisfies the obstinacy of the monsoon smoke for the roaring dog, so she does not have to cut wood to sculpt one at a time!

It can't be better!

The fire was suddenly hugged by the monsoon smoke, and it made a creaking sound in his mind. Only when he wanted to say it, he had forgotten everything at the moment. It was hard for a while, and the fire broke back. He was slightly flustered. Pushing the monsoon smoke away, the flawless little face, but with a layer of deliberate blush.

Not waiting for the monsoon smoke to say anything, the flow of fire and the direction of the slamming fled from the eyes of the monsoon smoke without a trace, leaving the monsoon smoke and the "Roaring Dog" in the firewood room with big eyes and small eyes.