Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 257: : Deja vu (2)

　　 Linghe looked at the monsoon smoke at a loss, panicked for a while.

　　 "Go back first." Monsoon Smoke endured the burning heat of the inner alchemy.

　　 Ling He didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately asked Yang Jian to drive back to Ji's house.

　　Halfway, Monsoon Smoke asked Ling He to send Yichen back to Yichen's home.

　　 Yichen watched Monsoon Yan vomiting blood, and smiled and told him that he would come back to him in the future. That feeling was not to mention terrifying.

　　After Yi Chen left, Ling He couldn't help it after all.

　　"Miss, what are you doing? What's wrong with you?"

　　 Monsoon Smoke leaned against the carriage, her face looked a little pale, she slightly raised her head and looked at Ling He and said, "Big Brother Ling, I don’t get in the way. This green-blooded and exquisite tree is very important to me, and my injury is nothing." /

　　 As long as the inner alchemy is not repaired for a day, she will not be able to use her power perfectly. Even though it is somewhat depleted this time, as long as she absorbs the aura from the exquisite green blood tree, everything will be fine.

　　 "I'll squint for a while..." Monsoon Smoke murmured softly, after all, it could not bear the fatigue of the body and fell asleep.

　　 After Monsoon Smoke fell asleep, the aura that supported her and Linghe's transformation gradually dissipated, and both of them returned to their original appearance.

　　 Looking at Monsoon Smoke's slightly haggard face, Ling He felt very uncomfortable. He quietly picked up the cloak on the side and covered Monsoon Smoke's body with a sigh.

　　The carriage moved slowly, and the lights of the imperial capital were quietly ignited, like a star river in the night.

　　 Xuanwei sat in the carriage, looking at the star building, which was looking down and thinking.

　　 "Guoji, it's late, do we want to go back?" Xuanwei said respectfully.

　　 They came back from the Holy Dragon Emperor, and they were waiting for Xinglou's next order.

　　 Star Tower did not speak, he just raised his head slightly and looked at the dim lights outside the window.

　　 A carriage crossed by with the carriage he was riding, a faint **** smell, quietly drifted from the window into the nose of the star building.

　　 Xinglou's eyes widened slightly in Muran, his gaze followed the carriage passing by.

　　 "Stop that carriage." The star building said in a sudden.

　　 Xuanwei did not suspect that he had him, immediately jumped out of the carriage, and rushed to the other carriage that had not gone far!

　　 Yang Jian, who was driving, suddenly saw the Xuanwei blocking his way, vaguely remembering that this person seemed to have appeared in Jicheng, he tightened the reins and looked at Xuanwei blankly.

　　 The carriage stopped, Ling He anxiously wanted to send the monsoon smoke back earlier, and immediately got out of the carriage.

　　 but...

　　Ling He widened his eyes and looked at the star building that appeared in front of the carriage at some unknown time. His heart shook suddenly, and he jumped out of the carriage to salute respectfully.

　　 "I have seen a national teacher!"

The appearance of the 　　 star building attracted the attention of many people on the bustling street. People consciously retreated to the sides and looked at the elegant and holy figure.

　　 Xinglou's gaze passed Ling He's body, and a familiar smell of blood came from Ling He's body. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his slender legs stepped away suddenly, directly past Ling He and rushed towards him. In the carriage.

　　 When he entered the carriage, everything in front of him changed his face slightly.

　　 The pale-faced Monsoon Smoke slept quietly by the carriage. There was no trace of blood on that delicate face, and a few blood stains dyed her collar red along her neck, which looked particularly dazzling!

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