Chapter 306: The truth hidden in the depths (1)

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For the monsoon smoke, the flow of fire naturally did not have a half, nodded honestly, and was taken to the room by Linghe.
The mood of the monsoon smoke today is due to the return of the fire, and it has become flying and walking with the wind.
On the other side, when I got to the fire in the room, I sat quietly at the table, watching the swaying fire, calm and abnormal.
He put the little bat on the table and his fingertips gently on the little bat's forehead!
The little bat suddenly woke up, and the red eyes just opened, and he was on the deep gaze of the fire. He was shocked and immediately stumbled and moved his little ass, and his face was sobbing.
The fire looked at the reaction of the little bat's horror, and faintly said: "From now on, I am your family. Do you understand?"
The little bat squinted at the fire.
The fire broke out at the fingertips and ignited a black flame. The black flame lingered around a group of black mists, corresponding to the swaying fire, showing the mysterious danger.
When the little bat saw the black flame, the blood of the whole body almost frozen. It did not dare to move on the table, and nodded carefully, and the panic of the eyes was so obvious.
The fire broke away from the black flame and did not say anything.
The little bat is staring at the side of the fire, and the heart is still rushing.
It vaguely feels that there is a familiar atmosphere in the body of the fire, that breath, it seems to have been felt tonight... but specifically where it is, it can't remember it...
The monsoon smoke is in a good mood because of the arrival of the fire.
However, Jijia, but it is a bleak cloud.
It is late at night, the seasons and the season brown have not yet fallen asleep, the faces of both of them are very ugly. Because of the
blackmail
of Lei family and monsoon smoke, Ji’s current warehouse has been hollowed out, and the young masters. The inventory has also been pulled a lot.
After the monsoon smoke left the quarter home, the quarter home complained.
Even worse, the quarter emirate got news that his father, the real homeowner of the family, Ji Ru, will soon return. If Ji Ru knows that the time of the season is over, there are so many things to come. I am afraid that there will be great doubts about his ability!
At this moment, the quarters and quarters are sitting in the hall, watching the gates of Jijia slowly open, and Ji Lingling slowly walks into the sight of the two with snow leopards.
The eyes of the quarter have become more gloomy.
"You go to the monsoon smoke?"
Ji Linglong stopped at a slight pace and looked at the familiar but strange father, faintly said: "Yes."
"You are crazy? What does the monsoon smoke make the season home? You even went to find her? Do you think she is not enough for the Jijia disaster?" The emirate smashed the mahogany next to him. The table, looking at my daughter with bloodshot eyes.
In the face of the anger of the quarters, Ji Ling's reaction was very calm.
"Father, to break the quarter home into such a thing, not the monsoon smoke, it is you."
"Let's go!" The quarter emirates screamed at the exquisite season.
Ji Ling said: "My father wants to let Mu Bai inherit the sacred armor, but there is one thing. You must be clear that the demise of the Jijia generation will only be the monsoon smoke, and it can only be her, regardless of his father's use. What kind of means, Ji Mubai can't be a dying person."