Monsoon smoke almost swept back all the visible raw stones in the city. Today, after the last batch of stones was put into storage, I'm afraid that for a while and a half, there won't be enough quality ores for her to cultivate.
There is no rare ore, which means the restoration of her inner alchemy will stop, which is unbearable by monsoon smoke.
She is still waiting to repair the inner alchemy and go on the road of cultivating immortals!
At the end of the last batch of ore, after absorption, the monsoon smoke with only to her thigh height of the small white Ze, sitting in the hospital to worry about eating melon seeds.
"Fidgety." The monsoon smoke curled the corners of its mouth and threw the melon seed skin on the stone table.
Xiao Baize leaned against the leg of the monsoon smoke, and the wound on his hoof was almost healed. His big wet eyes were slightly more flexible.
After Ling Hecai finished processing the ore, he saw his young lady sitting in the hospital with a depressed face, stupefied and numb by the magic stroke of monsoon smoke, and Ling Hecai came up to him and said, "what's wrong with you, miss?"
"There is no ore." The monsoon smoke frowned.
"……" Linghe feels that he shouldn't have come to talk more!
"Elder brother Ling, where can you get more ore?" The monsoon smoke looks up at Ling He. After this period of rest, the thin shell has become more and more abundant. Finally, it is no longer like a little paper man. Those eyes are troubled by thick troubles, which instantly changes the heart of Ling He, the five big and three rough man.
Their miss What a pain!
"Well, I don't know about this, but Jicheng is rich in minerals, but most of them are owned by the city master. Ordinary people can't touch much... " Linghe didn't finish his words, but he stood up with a miso from the monsoon smoke!
A pair of eyes twinkled at Ling He.
"Brother Ling!"
"Ah?" Linghe is surprised.
"Shall we go to the Lord's mansion?" The monsoon smoke said with a smile.
"What What? " Ling he is a little silly.
"Am I not the Lord of Jicheng? It's not right to take back what belongs to me? " Just thinking about the monsoon smoke, I feel full of power. There are rare minerals all over the mountains The restoration of her inner Dan is just around the corner!
Linghe is shocked by the words of monsoon smoke. To be honest, since it came to Jicheng, it has not enjoyed the treatment of the city Lord at all. Instead, it has been suppressed everywhere by the son of a bitch in leixu. Linghe is angry in their heart, but monsoon smoke seems to have no idea about it. It never mentions the city Lord. Today, monsoon smoke finally realizes that she is Jicheng The real city Lord!
This makes Linghe unhappy!
"Wait, miss. I'll call someone right now!" The blood in Ling He's body is boiling at this moment. He rushes out almost at the moment when he has finished speaking, and is ready to gather hands to help monsoon smoke recover all that belongs to her.
However
"Well, I always think brother Ling misunderstood me." Seeing Linghe's murderous back, monsoon smoke has a sense of crying and laughing. If Linghe knows that her motivation to become a city Lord comes from those mines
Come on, it's better not to beat him,
"Xiaobai, when I repair it in the future and infuse you with some immortal Qi, you will be the first deer in the world." The monsoon smoke lowers his head and smilingly touches the fur of Bai Ze.
Bai Ze looks at the monsoon smoke, unaware of its meaning.