Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

For this mark, they have already abandoned their last conscience.

"Do you really want it?" The monsoon smoke raised his eyes, and there was an interesting smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ji chieftain\'s eyes twinkled slightly, and he looked at Ji mubai standing beside him. He was as calm as Ji mubai. At the moment, only the shadow of the armor mark was left in his eyes. The flame twinkling in the bottom of his eyes showed his desire for this mark.

If you get the annihilation armor, you can enjoy all the glory that the annihilator has. That\'s the position that all people dream of!

This is a good thing. It\'s not a monsoon cigarette at all.

"Yes, monsoon smoke. As long as you give it to us, we guarantee that you can live a comfortable life in Jijia in the future. You will be the real Miss nine of Jijia. No one dares to show any disrespect to you." Ji chieftain takes a deep breath and promises his life in the future.

However, he didn\'t think about it at all. All that was deserved by monsoon smoke.

Only they forcibly deprived the original owner of everything.

The smile at the bottom of the monsoon smoke eyes is stronger. If her thumbs are rubbing against the center of the mark, the slightly raised jewel, red lips slightly open: "I hear that it\'s useless to inherit the world destroying armor, just to get it. Only by dropping its own blood into the world destroying armor, can it really belong to itself, don\'t you think? Uncle? "

Monsoon smoke smiled at Ji chieftain. The smile made Ji chieftain feel uneasy, but he ignored the uneasiness. He would not believe that the weak monsoon smoke would have the courage to disobey Ji\'s orders.

"Yes, only with blood as the seal, can we really establish a spiritual link with the annihilation armor, Fengyan, have you not done so?" Ji chieftain looks at the monsoon smoke, his expression is cloudy and sunny.

Monsoon smoke smiled and nodded.

"Yes, uncle, I haven\'t marked it yet."

Ji chieftain\'s eyes flashed a satisfied smile.

"That\'s good."

"Uncle, is it just to mark this mark with blood? Unless the reporter dies, this pair of world destroying armor will not be taken away by anyone?" Asked the monsoon smoke with a smile.

Ji chieftain nodded, "once the armor passes through the blood mark, it will only recognize one person as the Lord. Unless that person dies, no one can..."

Ji chieftain said, but suddenly noticed that the problem of monsoon smoke was a little strange. He opened his eyes and looked at the smiling monsoon smoke.

"Monsoon smoke, what do you do with so much? Hand over the world destroying armor, and there will be no more business for you. "

The monsoon smoke smiled, she smiled extraordinarily brilliantly, under the gaze of Ji chieftain and others, she would point to the abdomen fiercely across the raised gem!

Red hot blood in the moment into the mark!

"Unfortunately, I never thought of giving it to anyone!"