Chapter 62: Where is the Taoist friend going?

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The porcelain bottle in his hand was still warm, warm, and ironed on the palm of the fire. He looked up and looked at the small face of the monsoon smoke smile, his eyes slipping from the sweat falling from her forehead.
"Know it." The fire hangs down, and I don't know what I am thinking.
"Then go back first, I have to pack it up." The monsoon smoked and smiled.
The fire did not scream, silently left, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at the monsoon smoke on the edge of the herb pile. His look was complicated. After a while, he only looked at him. Finally left.
And the monsoon smoke...
After pulling out a few herbs, he stood up again and returned to the stove. He threw out a bunch of medicinal herbs that were full of Lu Dingli.
The sheer volume is simply ridiculous.
"I went, it was a little time to refine so much. It was a bit of time. I will batch it again next time." Jifeng smoke bottles the medicinal herbs separately and prepares them for them. Let them eat them together.
Injury and injury, no injury and physical strength!
I don’t know...
The situation of monsoon smoke, which is a smooth refining, is completely different in the eyes of a beautiful teenager.
If you let someone know that the monsoon smoke is busy for an afternoon, and the refining is not only the bottle in his hand, but there are still twenty identical bottles, I don’t know what to think...
The monsoon smoke also took a bottle to feed Bai Ze, and a subtle misunderstanding continued quietly.
On the second day of the morning, Linghe was ready to summon his men. Only a few people were guarded in the house. The gleaming lights of the weapons were waiting for the monsoon to flourish today.
Of course...
"Hey? Big Brother Ling, what are you doing?" The monsoon smoke took Xiao Baize to the front yard, and looked at it. The man was standing there like a god.
"Miss, the time is almost up, let's go to the city gate." Linghe is full of gas.
The monsoon smokes and slaps the eyes, "Large brother, you are really straight."
"what?"
"Don't stand here, why should I go, when will I leave, I will inform you." After that, the monsoon smoke left Xiaobaize.
Leaving Linghe and others in the wind alone messed up.
Doesn't the lady really want to see the veins?
how……
I won’t worry anymore.
Unable to understand the thoughts of the monsoon smoke, Linghe they can only disperse.
The monsoon smoke took Xiao Baize around the backyard, feeding the medicinal herbs to Xiaobaize one by one, and still chanting in his mouth: "Hurry up, grow a little fairy."
When the fire broke into the backyard, he saw the monsoon smoke screaming at the sly sly like Xiao Baize’s curse. He stared at the little white deer.
It’s just an ordinary deer. Even if you raise it, you can't go to the battlefield with you like other mounts."
The monsoon smoke turned over and looked at the sudden fire that appeared. "It's so sweet... cough, good-looking, how can I be willing to let it go to the battlefield?"
Meimei's fairy deer, just let her sit!
The brows of the fire were lightly wrinkled, watching the look of the monsoon smoke, and I didn’t know why I suddenly shook my head and turned to walk outside the hospital.
"You want to go out?" The monsoon smoked and looked at the fire. After the kid came, he never took the initiative.
The fire broke down a little, nodded, and then went out.