Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

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The guards also know how difficult the monsoon smoke is, but they have no choice now.

"There are great masters."

Master Yue put his hand on his face, and his face looked helpless. His eyes looked at other non-playing masters in the elders' home. However, almost everyone touched the eyes of Yue master and showed a helpless expression.

Master Wan has lost, among them, who else dares to provoke this girders?

They are all top-notch masters. They only need to take a moment to get a disparity, and they have a horrible battle with the monsoon smoke. No one of them has any chance of winning.

No one wants to go to war.

If it is, it will be defeated.

Under the retreat of everyone, Master Yue can only point out one of them with a hard scalp.

The man was burly, although he was over half a year old, but his eyes were full of gods, his white beard, but not a little old, and the epee behind him was extremely sharp.

"Master Lan..."

Master Lan, who was named, smiled bitterly.

"Master Yue, even the master of Wan has lost, it is me to play, I am afraid that this result is not much better."

How can Master Yue do not understand, "I know, just... we must play a complete gamble, otherwise we will not be able to explain to you in the future."

The life of the princess is like a mountain, pressed against the entire elders' home. Even if they don't want to fight, they have to fight.

Otherwise, it will be dead.

Master Lan sighed heavily. Without helplessness, he took off the epee behind him and went forward. When he looked at the monsoon smoke, his eyes were full of helplessness and powerlessness.

"Miss Ji, this game, I will fight you."

The monsoon smoke slightly nodded, and the strong man on the side looked at Master Lan and immediately said: "This master Lan is the first swordsman of the Holy Dragon Empire. The rumor has reached the realm of Juggernaut, you..."

The strong man was just preparing to take care of the monsoon smoke, but when he thought of it, the monsoon smoked three consecutive top powerhouses and swallowed his own cockroaches in an instant.

Ok.

He felt that Master Lan was the one who should be careful.

Before the brawny and the little old man learned that the elders' hands were shot, they were all ready to die, but after the three seasons of the monsoon smoke, their moods turned upside down.

From fear, it turned into a subtle sympathy.

Compassion for the elders.

"If I am a person in the elders' home, I have already cherished the greetings of the 18th generation of the ancestors of the Holy Dragon Emperor. I have been able to accumulate the fame for many years, and this will be all the smashing." The old man glared at himself. The beard, the look of the face.

The strong man nodded silently.

Thirteen top players, the group wheel battle went to a fifteen-year-old yellow-haired girl.

When I say this, I feel that I am very old-fashioned. The sad result is that they still can’t beat...

This face is really falling down.

The face is gone.

If you are a little old man, isn’t it the voice of the people in the elders’ home?

If they knew that, one day, they would like to kill them like the last season's smoky smoke. They would not agree to the invitation of the Holy Dragon Emperor and enter any elders.

Their reputation is more important than those tempting conditions!

Master Lan’s expression of a deadly look, almost did not show the monsoon smoke, she jumped from the back of the stone elephant, and placed it in the space soul jade for a long time Wei Yong’s epee took out.