Chapter 74: Post-effect

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Rao is as savvy as Lei Su, and he is completely killed by the threat of monsoon smoke!
If you want a son, you still need a vein.
Lei Xu was directly forced to a dead end.
In this life, Lei Xu was a son of Thunder, and even if it was difficult to choose, he had to choose.
"Well, I will take you over the past." Lei Xu almost squeezed the words from the teeth and looked at the eyes of the monsoon smoke, hating all the bleeding.
In order to bring the Thunder back to the treatment as soon as possible, Lei Xu did not dare to take it with him. He continued to urge Aqi to lead the way, and went to the three or five high-quality veins with the monsoon smoke.
Until the sky was completely dark, the monsoon smoke was slow and loose, and the satisfied speech was announced.
With the words of the monsoon smoke, Lei Xu almost did not wait to return the Thunder to the city for treatment, while the monsoon smoke carefully recorded the few veins.
When I returned to Jicheng, Lei Xu did not say a word, took the person to leave, and the previous attitude was judged.
"Miss, this is really not a good thing, we should actually do it for him in the mountains." Ling He looked at Lei Xu's back and cold.
The monsoon smoke has waved his hand. "There is a good life in heaven, Ling Ling, the world is so beautiful, why are you so violent? This is not good, not good."
"..." Linghe was dumbfounded. He didn't feel how violent he was at all. Instead, she was the lady... The rumored five-thunder, and the current blasting of the entrance to the mine, would be called violent?
It’s really a bad idea to see the blood!
The mind of the monsoon smoke, Ling He is completely giving up understanding, and honestly returning to the government to wait for the next step of the monsoon smoke.
The monsoon smoke allowed Lei Xu to rest on their own, and the room that went down the fire broke through the circle. As a result, the kid had not returned yet.
Looking at the bright moon hanging high, the monsoon smoke slightly raised his eyebrows, folded his hand with a paper crane, and took a reiki, and the paper cranes with paper stacks fluttered and flew up, slowly flew out of the house.
Looking at the paper cranes flying far away, the monsoon smoke took back the line of sight, watching the small white Zee sleeping on the bed, the monsoon smoke with one hand on the chin, thinking about the veins seen today.
Lei Xu is really worried about the life and death of his son, so after the monsoon smoke, the quality of the veins they went to was good, and even the entrance to the mine was not blocked, which was very convenient.
The fingertips of the monsoon smoke beat the tabletop rhythmically, thinking about how to bring back the rare ore in those mines as soon as possible.
To be honest, Linghe, although they are very loyal, but the monsoon smoke is not intended to let them do these things, even though they are now her bodyguards, but she is very clear, before this, Linghe they used to be The warriors of the defending country, their hands are used to guard the land, to guard the people they care for, not to dig the mud!
But if you continue to drag on, the ghost knows what the old fox of Resna will be tossing.
The monsoon smoke thought for a long time. After a while, her eyes suddenly crossed a bright light. She slammed out from the chair and said nothing, striding out of the room, toward the pile of debris. Chai room is gone!
The house was worn out, and it took a lot of time for Linghe to clean up, and most of the debris was stuffed into a firewood house.