Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

"Yes, it\'s the sick seedling I came back with. Tut, you must have a good life. Otherwise, you will be in trouble if you become like him in the future." With the serious opening of monsoon smoke, Gong Zhengyu is excellent both in temperament and in speech. Only the evil spirit around his eyebrows destroys his own breath. Even if Gong Zhengyu didn\'t say anything, monsoon smoke can see that he is a system of old diseases.

At the thought of Liuhuo\'s original injury, the monsoon smoke was horrified, for fear that it had not provided the little beautiful man well, and fell to the body bone as fragile as Gong Zhengyu.

"Sick seedling" Liuhuo\'s eyes are slightly open. The evaluation of the monsoon smoke on the imperial feather is really Straightforward, simple and rough.

"You can\'t be so vulnerable in the future. You need to thrive." The monsoon tobacco is not aware of the abnormal flow of fire. It catches the little beautiful man\'s stupefied Kung Fu, touches his head and pinches his face. The tofu is a satisfaction.

The face of Liuhuo is slightly red, and the last trace of abnormality in the chest also disappears with it. The feeling of sudden and bright is subtle and strange.

But

He is not exclusive.

Liu Huo felt that for a while, but suddenly he thought of something. He clasped his small hand which was uneasy about the monsoon smoke, and slightly opened his eyes and said, "what kind of medicine do you use?"

The monsoon smoke blinks: "long love flower."

"What..." Liuhuo slightly shakes, looking at the eyes of monsoon smoke, unspeakable complexity.

Changqinghua, named Changqing, is the most ruthless flower. It was born in the flames and no one can get close to it. It has remarkable effect. It is a valuable treasure without market. Even if the person without injury takes a changqinghua, he can live longer.

But

She gave it to him so easily?

It\'s clear that his injury has almost healed, and

His chest was like a fire, which made his whole body hot.

This flower is different from ordinary people for him, but she gave it to him without knowing it.

Monsoon smoke looked at the flow of fire, full of curiosity, the flow of fire eyes bright as if hiding a cluster of flames, burning his past indifference and calm.

"What\'s the matter?" The monsoon smoke couldn\'t help saying.

Liuhuo wanted to say something, but just when the words came to his mouth, the blazing heat around his chest spread in an instant!

His face turned red in the blink of an eye, and the big sweat dripped from his forehead. He clasped Ji Fengyan\'s hands and tightened them subconsciously, making his knuckles white. His delicate face was also covered with a layer of pain.

Sudden changes, so that the beginning of the monsoon smoke did not expect, she helplessly watched the small body of Liuhuo bent in pain, the heart of a sudden shock.

"Fire! What\'s wrong with you?! " The look of monsoon smoke changed greatly. I immediately raised my hand to check the situation of Liuhuo, but the place my palm touched was as hot as fire!

Liu Huo wanted to open his mouth, but the fire seemed to burn down his throat. He could not even say a word.

Monsoon smoke detected that his situation was wrong. Without saying anything, he immediately stood up and carried the hot fire all over his body. His figure turned into a streamer and quickly disappeared in place.