Chapter 160： Ji Jialai (1) (1/2)

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The monsoon smog slammed, and the action of the sorrow scared Linghe!

”What did you give me?” The monsoon smoked in the brain, and the original owner had such a memory. Unfortunately, the head of the original owner who was bullied by the uncles at home was unable to lift his head, and his father died. The two boxes that were sent under the arm were what they were, and then they were deducted by her uncles with various excuses.

Ling He nodded and said: ”Yeah, there are a lot of treasures there, it seems that there is a belt of eight treasures, it is said that the belt is extremely rare, there is only one in the empire, because the adults he ... his sacrifice is fierce I heard that you are a woman, and I sent the eight belts to the past.”

Linghe said that the more he came, the sire was very painful for Ji's death, and the things that gave the monsoon smoke were better than others. As a result... all those things were greedy by the evil spirits of Jijia. Net, the monsoon smoke did not even touch one.

The eyes of the monsoon smoke picked up slightly.

”If I return to the emperor one day, I will let them spit out things sooner or later.”

”Miss has this kind of thought, then the deceased can go to the battlefield at the age of sixteen. Before that, you need to learn the usage of the destructive armor in advance, and estimate that you will return to the emperor for up to one year. ”Ling He looked at the grievances in the heart of the monsoon smoke.”

The current lady, and the young lady who was in the Imperial Capital, were judged as two people. When I left Jijia, it was a wise decision!

There are counts in the monsoon smoke, and there is no entanglement, but the little sadness remains.

A few days later, Guoshi Xinglou suddenly left the city, and in less than two days, the team of the big princess also left.

The monsoon smoke did not meet the star building, and I wondered if the star building fell to the ground to help her find a fire.

In the past day, there are no two disgusting guys, Su Shi and Thunder. The monsoon smoke is alive and well in the Jicheng. Every day, instead of Yang Lan, they go up the mountain to collect rare ore, which is to stay up late with a small bat. Strolling through the streets of Jicheng, trying to find the whereabouts of the fire.