Chapter 121: Long Love Flowers (1)

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Just led the Gong Zheng Yu, they looked at the warehouse, Ling He and others, watching the monsoon smoke flashed from their front, and everyone was stunned.
"Adult, she... What's wrong with this?" Gong Zhengyu was slightly worried, and the monsoon smoked away too quickly. If he didn't carefully see it.
Linghe’s heart was a little uneasy, and he pretended to calm down:
I’m afraid that there is something, the palace owner has arranged the tea, and please move to the front hall to drink. Let me go and see...

"Good." Gong Zhengyu nodded slightly.
Ling He did not say much, and immediately chased the past.
After Linghe left, Gong Zhengyu did not rush to take his eyes back, but looked at the direction of the monsoon smoke.
"Less Lord, why do you want to come here actively?" When the time was gone, the black man who was next to Gong Zhengyu opened his mouth.
Gong Zhengyu took back his sight and slowly said: "I can get the Jicheng from the hands of Lei Xu. This new city is not simple. You have also seen that the ore in the warehouse is better than what we have received before. I don't know how many such partners, why can't I take the initiative?"
The black man was suddenly silenced. The dissatisfaction caused by the monsoon smoke had already disappeared after they saw the rare ore in the storehouse.
The rare ore that is full of a house has the same quality.
"We have worked with Lei Xu several times before, but Lei Xu has never come up with such a rare rare ore. How can the new city owner have so much?" The black man hesitated for a moment. .
Gong Zhengyu smiled and smiled and looked up at the dark sky.
"There are so many different people in the world. There is absolutely no absolute. When Lei Xu chose to cooperate with the princess, there are bound to be concerns. These don't require us to ask more. You only remember that our purpose is."
"Yes." The black man should sing.
"The little city owner, I am afraid that it will be too busy for a while, let's go to the front hall first." Gong Zhengyu smiled and took the lead to leave.
The two black men bowed their heads.
Linghe all the way to catch up, finally came to the front of the fire door, the door half covered, Linghe just pushed the door open, the room was filled with hot waves, even the air became warm.
In the room, the fire brow was locked in bed, and the clothes on his body had been wet with sweat. His whole person was like a high fever, and the skin under his body was red and purple.
"Small...Miss, this... What's wrong with this?" Linghe looked at the monsoon smoke standing on the bed in a panic.
The smile on the face of the monsoon smoke has been unknowingly dissipated. Her brows are tightly locked, standing in the side of the fire without saying a word, her eyes are sharp like a knife.
"Linghe."
"what?"
"Where is Gong Zhengyu now?" The monsoon smoke suddenly raised his head.
Linghe was stared at by the monsoon smoke and sharp eyes. After a while, he said: "Miyazhao, they are now resting in the front hall."
"Look at the fire." The monsoon was so cold that he left the sentence, and the figure once again turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the room.
Linghe was a little worried, watching the fire that was lying in bed and awake, Linghe was really overwhelmed.
What happened to this kid?
The monsoon smoked out of the door and directly slammed into the front hall, but the eyes were never dignified.
The situation of the fire is very wrong, all this is related to the long love flower!