Chapter 48: Mount

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The monsoon haze used a night's time to refine the aura of the secluded dream stone. Such a large piece of secluded stone seems to be very amazing, but after the monsoon smoke is finished, Neidan has It was repaired, but the speed was slow to let her vomit blood.
Even a crack could not heal, this is to train her to the Year of the Monkey!
The monsoon smoke sorrows in the bed, even if one night does not close the eyes, the spirit is not a little bit wilting, only the eyes are full of sadness.
She misses her complete and powerful inner Dan...
The monsoon smoke is still mourning the road of its own cultivation, and it is a long way to go. It is calculated how to get more ore as soon as possible to speed up cultivation, but the city has already set off a boiling.
The owner of the biggest gambling stone shop in the city turned into a fool overnight. How savvy it used to be. Now it’s stupid. I only know that sitting on the ground is stupid, even if the people in the store go. No one in the city can see the reason, everyone said that this is to scare the devil.
After all, the gambling of Su Shi and the monsoon smoke in the store yesterday is already known as the owner of the store. As the owner of the shop, it is not completely incomprehensible for someone to scare the madness because of the blame of the big princess and the lesser city.
Of course, there are also good people who say that this is the illusion that shop owners pretend to escape their responsibilities.
The specific situation is not known.
The news, the monsoon smoke has also received, but she just silently listened for a while and did not do the same thing.
Just used breakfast, Linghe rushed over and said that the person who sent the mount has arrived, let the monsoon smoke to pick.
"Mounting?" The monsoon smoked his eyes and did not understand what it meant.
Ling Hedao: "Miss inherits the armor of the world, and it is going to be on the battlefield in the future. The demon is fierce on the battlefield, so every deceased will be equipped with a powerful mount to fight with it, and it will be almost time. Miss can go and see first, according to the rules, the number of mounts sent for the first time should be quite a lot. Even if the young lady chooses a strong one, it will do."
"Right right! I think the Griffin is particularly powerful, not only aggressive, but also able to fly." The guards on the side also followed.
"The last time I saw the general of the dragon was a Bimeng, the head was like a hill, and the ground was shaking!"
"There is nothing! Our generals used the giant stone beast, the fighting power, too..." The man who opened the door suddenly noticed that he had lost his words, and immediately closed his mouth. The general in his mouth said that it was naturally monsoon smoke. Father.
Of course...
"You said, I don't seem to be very interested." The monsoon smoke did not care about the man's sorrow. Instead, he seriously thought about the mounts that Ling He said before. The memories of those who were riding the original were also somewhat blurred. The image, but... the monsoon smoke is not a big deal for the seemingly arrogant battle mounts.
Not fairy!
Not at all!
Which immortal will take a stupid stupid behemoth to stroll around, think about it and feel that it is particularly damaging the picture!
Linghe and others do not understand the thoughts of the monsoon smoke, can only urge the monsoon smoke to go first, the monsoon smoke half-pushed from the heart, but the heart does not have any hope for those mounts.