Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

The monsoon smoke left the dangerous place with lingering fear, but there was a question in his heart.

In Xiaoyao Valley, there are not many women, and children have never seen them.

The little guy pulled down by the monsoon smoke looks only three or four years old. The little arms and legs are very small. The light moonlight falls on the child. The monsoon smoke suddenly notices that there is no surprise and surprise on the child\'s face. Just looking at the monsoon smoke quietly is totally different from the response of an ordinary little guy.

Monsoon smoke stared at the kid for a while, always thinking that the kid looked familiar. After a little thought, it came to mind.

This little guy is a red pupil copy at all!

This eyebrow looks like a red pupil, but the age is only a fraction of the age of the red pupil.

Almost in an instant, monsoon smoke "guessed" the identity of each other.

No wonder Meng Fusheng said he didn\'t see the red pupil for a long time. It turns out that the red pupil has already established his family and business in the Yanluo hall. Doesn\'t it even have children?

"Little guy, it\'s very dangerous over there. Don\'t go there. Is there no one to accompany you in this big evening?" The monsoon smoke estimated that this child is the red pupil\'s son, patiently coaxes the child to be like the exhortation way.

But

When the little doll saw a kind and sincere expression of monsoon smoke and said these words to himself in a gentle voice, his eyes couldn\'t help getting a little strange. He looked at Ji Fengyan and the edge of the roof beside him.

Seeing that the little guy was still reluctant to part with that day\'s TV station, monsoon smoke was afraid that the little guy didn\'t understand the meaning of his words, so he just reached out and picked him up.

At this moment, the calm little guy doesn\'t calm down. He widens his big black eyes and looks at the monsoon smoke wrapped up by himself in shock. A pair of white and tender little hands subconsciously want to push the monsoon smoke away, but their claws look up at the chest of the monsoon smoke, but they can\'t hold it down at all

Monsoon smoke looked at the little guy slightly resistant, and didn\'t think it was wrong. She met the child for the first time. The little guy was so young, and it was normal to have a guard against strangers.

It\'s necessary for the little guy to go to the dangerous place again. Monsoon smoke directly carries him to Yanluo hall, ready to find the group of ghost people to patrol and give the little guy to them for arrangement.

The little doll, who was carried away by the "compulsory" of monsoon smoke, looked at the smiling monsoon smoke on his face, and the delicate little mouth was pursed with complexity.

Monsoon smoke wandered around the hall of Yanluo hall, but did not find the ghost people patrolling, but happened to meet Duanmu Hongru in a hurry. Immediately, monsoon smoke said: "brother Duanmu, you came just in time, I am worried about finding no one, this child..."

Duanmu Hongru seems to be looking for something. He looks a little impatient. However, when he hears the voice of seasonal wind and smoke coming from behind, and has the word "child", Duanmu Hongru suddenly turns around.

As a result

Duanmu Hongru looks at the complex little doll held in his arms by the monsoon smoke.