Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

Ling he felt uneasy for a while. He pretended to be calm and said, "I\'m afraid there is something wrong. The young master of the palace has arranged tea. Please move to the front hall to have a drink. I\'ll have a look first..."

"Good." Gong Zhengyu nodded slightly.

Linghe didn\'t say much. He ran after him immediately.

When Linghe left, Gong Zhengyu did not take his eyes back, but looked to the direction of the monsoon smoke.

"Little Lord, why do you want to come here?" When no one was around, the man in black who was following Gong Zhengyu opened his mouth.

Gong Zhengyu took back his sight and said slowly: "it\'s not easy to get Jicheng from Lei Xu\'s hands. Just now, you have seen that the ore in the warehouse is much better than what we received before. Why can\'t I take the initiative with such a partner? "

the man in black was suddenly silent. The dissatisfaction of leaving because of the wind and smoke of season had disappeared after they had seen the rare ore in the warehouse.

It\'s a room full of rare ores, of high quality.

"We have cooperated with Leshu several times before, but Leshu has never produced such a good rare ore. how can there be so many in the hands of the new city Lord?" The man in black hesitated for a moment.

Gong raised his eyes like a smile, looking at the dim sky.

"There are so many capable people and different people in the world. There\'s no absoluteness. When leixu chose to cooperate with the eldest princess, he was bound to have some concerns. We don\'t need to ask more about these. You just remember what our purpose is."

"Yes." The man in black answered.

"I\'m afraid that little town Lord will be busy for a while. Let\'s go to the front hall first." Gong Zhengyu smiled and walked away first.

The two men in black bowed to follow.

Linghe hurried all the way, and finally came to the door of the firestorm. The door was half closed.

In the room, Liu Huo lies on the bed with his eyebrows locked tightly. His clothes have been wet with sweat. His whole body is like a high fever, and his skin is red and purple.

"Little Miss, here What\'s the matter? " Linghe looked at the monsoon smoke standing at the head of the bed in some panic.

The smile on the face of monsoon smoke has disappeared unconsciously. Her eyebrows are locked and she stands beside Liuhuo without saying a word. Her eyes are sharp as knives.

"Linghe."

"Ah?"

"Where is Gong Zhengyu now?" Suddenly the monsoon smoke raised its head.

Linghe was shocked by the fierce eyes of the monsoon smoke, and said after a while: "the young master of the palace is resting in the front hall now."

"Watch the fire." Monsoon smoke cold not Ding drop this sentence, figure once again into a flash, disappeared in the room.

Ling he is a little confused. Looking at the fire in bed, Ling he is really at a loss.

What\'s the matter with this kid?

The monsoon smoke came out of the door and rushed directly to the front hall, but the eyes were never dignified.

The situation of Liuhuo is not right. It\'s all related to the long love flower!