Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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In the city of Tianting, Meng Fusheng’s face was anxious, pacing back and forth at the gate of the city, looking out from time to time.

Gong Zhengyu and others also received news of people who had the Holy Dragon Empire, and they ran over, but Meng Fusheng did not seem to want to tell them too much, just walked around with his hands.

"This...what is the person who came? The Queen has been in the past for half a day. Do you want to send someone to check it out?" Akasaka cautiously opened his mouth.

Gong Zhengyu’s silence was not open, but his eyes were opposite to the leisurely Linghe.

From the news of the Red Blood Brigade, the boy from the Holy Dragon Empire was named Flowing Fire. This name is no stranger to Gong Zhengyu.

"I will go back first." Gong Zhengyu thought for a moment and turned away. He did not forget that when he saw the young boy last time, the other person’s eyes were guarded. He always suspected that he had left the city seat of the city and was not allowed to The kid is a bit of a relationship.

To prevent himself from being "expelled" this time, he decided to hide and hide.

Ling He looked at Gong Zhengyu and left, could not help but laugh.

Akasaka looked blank and always felt that Linghe and Gong Zhengyu should recognize the boy named Liuhuo.

Just when Akasaka considered whether to ask first, a light and shadow suddenly flashed from outside the city of Tianting.

Meng Fusheng, standing outside the door, immediately raised his eyes, and the speed of the light gradually slowed down. A handsome teenager was holding the monsoon smoke slowly to the gate of the heaven city.

For a moment, the expressions of Meng Fusheng and Akasaka were frozen.

The boy slowly came, the pace was steady, the raised arm was holding the monsoon smoke that was sleeping, and the moonlight sprinkled behind him and left a shadow.

"Snowy Master." Ling He looked at the boy who had been away for a long time. He felt that the fire was as mature as a little. At first glance, it was like a teenager of 17 or 18, as if he was older than the monsoon smoke, but who could think of it? This boy, when he was smoked by the monsoon, was still a half-child?

The fire saw Linghe nodded slightly, looked down at the monsoon smoke that was sleeping in his arms, and whispered: "Where does she live?"

Linghe raised his hand and led the way for the fire. The fire was like not seeing other people at all. He followed Linghe toward the residence of the monsoon smoke.

And Meng Fusheng and Akasaka, who are at the gates of the city, are a complex face.

"Have you already known?" Akasaka looked at Meng Fusheng, and the reaction before Meng Fusheng was somewhat strange.

Meng Fusheng nodded in a difficult way. When the monsoon smoke whispered in his ear, it was the identity of the fire, but... this identity really made it difficult for Meng Fusheng to digest.

Even though the monsoon smoke is so strong, but in terms of grades, it is only a fifteen-year-old boy. It doesn't look like a... there is already a little girl.

It took a long time for Akasaka to digest the news, and I did not know what to do when I was acquainted with the current affairs. I left the city gate of Tianting City.

Although it is already late at night, there are still many people walking around the street in the city of Tianting, and each of them has witnessed the picture of letting them thunder.

Their powerful Queen of the Queens was actually swayed by a beautiful girl from the street, and even more let them collapse. The face of the sleeping monsoon smoke was faintly visible with a smile.