Chapter 1197： Everything (2) (1/2)
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Meng Fusheng and others disguised as soldiers who transported gold. After sending gold to the Saar Empire, they looked for opportunities and meteorological smoke.
However, the star spirit acted cautiously, and they let them leave the next day after they sent the gold. Obviously, the monsoon smoke still has some precautions.
The monsoon smoke is not unexpected for the behavior of the star soul, nor does it make any resistance. It just seems to be very cooperative, and the defense of the star soul and others is gradually reduced.
With sufficient financial resources, the construction of the Star Tower is getting faster and faster. As the star-gazing tower rises from the Saar Empire, the monsoon smoke clearly feels that in the air of the Saar Empire, A strange force is quietly spreading.
Just after the construction of the eleventh observation tower, the star soul found the monsoon smoke.
”Queen.” Star spirit temperament came to the front of the monsoon smoke, no matter how dirty his soul, but the holy skin, but still so pleasing to the eye.
”National Masters.” The monsoon smoked up and smiled at the star soul.
The star spirit nodded slightly, and the eyes were not paying attention to the every move of the monsoon smoke. His defense of the monsoon smoke never disappeared, but the monsoon smoke was really a horrible match. After several months, the monsoon smoke stayed. The National Teacher’s Office never walks around at random. It seems that she has no other actions except staying in the room all day, and there are more and more gold sent from China’s side, which makes the star soul to the monsoon smoke. The defense is slightly reduced a little, as if I believe that the monsoon smoke is really just trying to lift the sanction against her.
”Today the temple sent people over, I want to ask the Queen to go with me to meet how?” Star Soul's mouth is smiling, politely open.
”This... is it not good?” The monsoon smoked the face, as if he was worried about the dissatisfaction with her on the temple.