Chapter 556: Tender tofu (1)

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Looking at the reaction of everyone, the monsoon smoked and waved: "Don't squat, go clean the battlefield, right, the body of the Yaozu is not activated, pile up, I will check it tomorrow."
After seeing the strength of the monsoon smoke, no one would question the command of the monsoon smoke. The veterans of the squadrons took action and took the stupid recruits to clean up the battlefield.
The monsoon smoke sweeped through the crowd and saw a thin figure. Her mouth raised a smile and walked towards the fire standing in the shadow.
"Thanks to you today." The monsoon smoke looked at the fire in front of him. They learned from Linghe that their reason can reduce the loss to such a low level today, relying on the fire.
When the monsoon smoke returned, she saw the figure of the fire in the battle in the sky. For the first time, she felt that the indifferent teenager in front of her eyes was somewhat different from the figure in memory.
All along, monsoon smoke believes that there is no fighting power in the fire, so today, she has been standing in front of the fire, to protect the owner, but I don’t know... this teenager who has been protected by her under the wing is not the one. The psychedelic and serious injury is pitiful.
Looking at the delicate face of the fire, the monsoon smoke could not help but raise his hand and licked his head.
"My family is getting better and better."
Looking at the monsoon smoke and smiling lips, the eyes are unpredictable.
"This is the first time I saw you fighting." Monsoon flue.
The fire hangs down.
This is not the first time, but she does not know.
The smile of the monsoon smoked a deep point, and suddenly pulled up the hand of the small fire, and walked toward the camp.
The fire is still being pulled by her.
After entering the camp, Bai Zeyi, who was caught in the camp by the fire, immediately saw the appearance of the monsoon smoke. The monsoon smoked the small head of Bai Ze and took the fire to the bedside.
The smiling eyes looked at the fire, and then, "Take it off."
A little glimpse of the fire, "What about off...?"
The monsoon smoked his hands and smiled and said: "Of course it is undressing."
The face of the fire has changed slightly, and I look at the monsoon smoke.
Monsoon flue: "Hurry up, let me see if you are injured."
The fire was lifted in the eyes of the blind man. This was the first time that the monsoon smoke was worried about whether he was injured. He shook his head and said: "I am not injured."
However, the monsoon smoke did not pay attention to his words, seeing that the fire did not start, she directly started, slammed the raging top directly!
This set of actions, it is called a sorrow!
The flow of fire did not even have a reaction, and it was suddenly smouldered by the monsoon. The delicate face was red in a flash.
"I... I really don't have..."
"Is there any injury, I have to check it after I personally check it." The monsoon smoke is a nonsense, a pair of unscrupulous eyes, sweeping through the chest of the fire.
The body of the fire looks a little thin, and it seems that the young man’s posture has already been shown. The thin chest has already had a little muscle. It is a unique gesture for the young, but the youthfulness is full of vigor, just like the deadliest in the world. Love medicine.
The eyes of the monsoon smoke swept over the upper body of the fire, apparently feeling that it was not enough, and the hand holding the top of the shirt suddenly fell.