Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 177: : Call Dad (1)

No one knows why Monsoon Smoke brought Chitong to Free Forest, but Chitong still responded. On the contrary, Duanmu Hongru was quite worried, but after another thought, with the strength of Monsoon Smoke, there was no need to follow them. What kind of detour is really going to be bad for Chitong, Monsoon Smoke alone is enough to contend the entire Yan Luo Temple.

Thinking about it this way, Duanmu Hongru was relieved, and immediately let people prepare things, ready to set off for Zi Zai Lin.

Ran...

In the morning of the second day, Monsoon Yan looked at the hundreds of ghost-faced people waiting to go outside the Yan Luo Temple, and the righteous Duanmu Hongru Empress, couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you doing?"

Duanmu Hongru said in a serious manner: "Didn’t City Lord Ji said yesterday that he was going to Zizailing? We all prepared food, water, and detoxification medicine at night. Don’t worry, these hundreds of people are Yan Luo. The elites in the temple, no matter what kind of danger they encounter in the free forest, they will do their best to protect the safety of you and the Lord."

"Protect my safety?" Monsoon Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, chewing on the corners of his mouth with a smile.

Duanmu Hongru hasn’t noticed the monsoon smoke’s weird reaction, and seriously talked to the monsoon smoke about the dangers Yan Luodian encountered in the search for the free forest. The whole process looked like an "old driver" and saw the monsoon. Smoke was a little dumbfounded.

"You don't need to be troublesome, give me your Hallmaster, why are you doing it." Monsoon Yan waved his hand, and directly took out the one-handed sword from the spatial soul jade, in full view, He directly hugged Xiao Chitong in his arms, stepped on the one-handed sword, and flew directly into the air.

Outside the Temple of Yan Luo, Duanmu Hongru and his party fell to the ground with a bang.

Meng Fusheng is in a hurry, what should he do with Monsoon Smoke?

"My Lady Queen!! Me! There is still me!"

Monsoon Yan glanced at Meng Fusheng, and then said to the dumbfounded Duanmu Hongru: "This guy is left to you as hostages." After speaking, he took the little red pupil and flew away.

Duanmu Hongru collapsed and sat on the ground, looking sadly at the monsoon smoke flying farther and farther.

Why is he a hostage? ! Still not a pro-queen!

Finally, from the shock, Duanmu Hongru glanced sympathetically at Meng Fusheng and patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Meng, don't worry, we will treat the hostages kindly."

Meng Fusheng almost didn't blow up his hair.

You are the hostage~IndoMTL.com~Your whole family is hostage!

Ran...

No amount of sorrow can change the reality. Meng Fusheng can only follow Duanmu Hongru back to the Yan Luo Temple with a look of sadness. Along the way, people in the cabinet continue to hear the admiration and surprise of the monsoon smoke sword flight.

"Brother Meng, your city lord, she is so amazing? What is that? Why did you fly?"

"Do you sell the sword in Heaven City? Is it expensive?"

I have already seen the ghost-faced folks who their companions bought back strange things from Heavenly City. I couldn't help but start to wonder if I would be so handsome someday.

Meng Fusheng glanced at them sadly, and said in a bad mood: "I am very upset now, don't bother me."

It's a pity...

Meng Fusheng's warning did not have any effect at all. A group of ghost-faced people have been chatting in his ears, and they are all ready. After the red pupil returned, they packed their bags and prepared their belongings to go to Heaven City to scan the goods.