Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

From Longyue\'s neck, under the cover of layers of collars, a small collar showed a hint. The collar closely fitted the skin on his neck. Without careful cleaning, it could not be detected.

However, it was this small detection that made the heart of monsoon smoke shake slightly. She subconsciously raised her hand and touched her tight neck wrapped by her collar.

"By the way, in a few days it will be the birthday of the national teacher. I don\'t know if brother Huang is ready?" Long Yue began with a smile, as if nothing had happened before.

Longxi didn\'t like the Guoshi in his heart, so how could he care about the birthday of the Guoshi? But this words can only be hidden in his heart, but he said with a smile on his face: "he is ready, I don\'t know if the Guoshi will like it at that time. Brother Huang, you have been with the master for many years. What do you like about him? If you know it, you can talk with brother Huang to prevent the Guoshi from not liking what I sent. "

Long Yue said: "why do you worry, brother Huang? What the National Teacher values is just a thought. No matter what you send, he will like it."

Brothers, you come and I go, and most of the things you say are polite.

In the past, when they were in the auction house, they had a certain distance with Longyue in Yajian. In addition, Longxi had already told her something about Longyue, and the monsoon smoke didn\'t pay much attention.

Just

Now things are different.

She actually found a collar similar to the mark of the annihilator on the neck of Longyue, which really surprised the monsoon smoke.

Because of the existence of the destroyer, ordinary people can\'t bear the pressure of the destroyer\'s armor at all, and Longyue\'s father is the emperor of the SAL Empire, and his mother is also a favorite concubine. In any case, his body can\'t contain the blood of the demon family.

Everything in the mind of the monsoon smoke formed a huge mystery, but all of which she did not reveal.

After talking about it for a while, Longyue got up and left. After Longxi sent Longyue away, he collapsed in his chair. For some reason, every time he contacted his brother, he always felt a sense of suffocation.

"Do you and your brother have more contacts on weekdays?" Suddenly the monsoon smoke asked.

Long Xi shook his head, "not much. We seldom meet each other on weekdays. Although he moved out of the palace, the mansion is very close to the Guoshi mansion. It can be said that he lives close to each other. I don\'t get along well with Guoshi, so I have less contact with him."

monsoons, with their fingers pointing at their chin, looked at Longxi. "As you said before, since he moved to the National Palace, he has not seen any of you for several years, so what changes did you feel when you met him for the first time?"

"Change?" Longxi is slightly shocked. He vaguely feels that there is some dangerous meaning in the words of monsoon smoke, but he dare not speculate.