Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The Holy Dragon Emperor was reminded by the Grand Princess that his eyes changed slightly, but his face was still kind.

He turned his face to look at the monsoon smoke and smiled and said: "The wind smoke, have you had a marriage before?"

Sure enough, the monsoon smoked in the heart, but with a modest smile on the face, "Yes. But that is already a past tense."

“Oh?” Shenglongdi raised his eyebrow slightly. “Why do you say this?”

The monsoon smoke darkened the lips and licked the lips. "When the parents were fixed, they were still young, grown up, not suitable, and they were so good."

Shenglongdi chuckled. "It’s fun to say this. You are almost fifteen now. If you count it, you can’t grow up. It’s a half-child, your mind is still ignorant, and you haven’t booked some things. At the beginning of the season, the family has given you a good deal. It must have been well thought out, or not too casually canceled. In addition, you are about to enter the college to learn, according to the rules of the world, you should have set a marriage. I should be married when I return from college."

The sacredness of the Holy Dragon Emperor, but the toughness between the lines is not negligible.

Most of the marriages of the deceased were made by themselves. At that time, they were not the deceased, but the heirs of the future deceased. Most of the marriages were set by the elders of the family. They took over the armor. After that, the rhythm of life will speed up rapidly, succeeding the city owner, entering the college, getting married, giving birth to children, going to the battlefield...

It was not until the moment they died in the battlefield that everything was over.

It can be said that since each deceased has obtained this title, their fate has been frozen, with no exception.

As far as the world is concerned, these are the roads that the deceased should take, and the monsoon smoke, etc., after inheriting the annihilation of the armor, it is really a minority to facilitate the dissolution of the marriage by the fiancé.

Therefore, when St. Longdi talked about this matter, the tone of the matter was taken for granted, and it seemed secretly that the monsoon smoke handled the matter too casually.

The monsoon smoke is honestly listening, but she does not agree with her heart. She never regards the three words of the deceased as her own mark.

"Your former fiancé is like a thunder. Is it a child of the Lei family? I have seen it before. It is a handsome young man. Before Lingxi, I told you about the problems between you and the older generation. If you belong to a generation, it has nothing to do with you and him. It’s rare for you to be a small love. If you kill it, it’s a pity.” Shenglongdi said good words, but the words and phrases make the monsoon The smoke is intolerant.

Listening to the words of the Holy Dragon Emperor, the monsoon smoke has been able to guess how the big princess said in his ear that he and the Lei family and his son's grievances. At most, the big things are small, and the small things are made to cover.

"Your Majesty, you recruited me today, is it for the Thunder thing?" The monsoon smoke is too lazy to circulate with the Holy Dragon, and simply came out to see the mountain.

Shenglongdi nodded with a smile.

The monsoon smoked a glance at Du Lingxi, the big princess standing next to Shenglong, and chewed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Then you should know that the father of the Thunder is killed by my own hands. It is not too ridiculous to kill the father and hate the gods. Is it too ridiculous?" The monsoon did not cover everything he had done.

The Holy Dragon Emperor slightly glimpsed, apparently not aware of this matter.