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Zheng Huanle's side

After he had stood tall on a stake for a quarter of an hour, a lowly white shadow thief floated up to him, and dragged him away with his paws. Marshmallow –

Hiding on the third floor, the machine spirit threw out a 'bed' quilt to the top of the stone platform, "There are not many places where people can live here, so you can live here for the time being." ”

Thinking that the little girl actually sent a message to him to take care of Zheng Huanle, Ji Ling felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

This obviously offends the rotten 'medicine' herbs, there are trees!

Zheng Huanle hammered his somewhat sore shoulders and said, "Where is this?

"The little girl is very good, but if you ask too much, she probably won't be good. The machine spirit replied.

"???", Zheng Huanle looked at the machine spirit suspiciously. （）

Seeing that Zheng Huanle didn't quite understand, Ji Ling coughed and reminded in a serious voice, "The little couple has been separated for too long, and it is inevitable that they will be a little crooked when they first see it, plus the rotten 'medicine' grass...... Oh, that's the guy in the blue 'color' clothes, coupled with his stingy and short-tempered temper, it is the limit to be able to tolerate you living under his nose, you can stay here quietly if you have anything to do, don't talk about the little girl, that guy will hear it, as soon as he hears it, our fate will not be good!"

"For the ......" Zheng Huanle's voice froze, and he was shocked and sullen in his heart, surprised by the strength of the other party, and stuffy by the other party's "little two" just now.

"Is he Xiao Yan'er's sweetheart?" Although the answer was already so obvious, Zheng Huanle couldn't help but feel a little luck in his heart, and asked calmly.

The machine spirit raised his eyebrows, "Will the master tell lies?"

"That's... What did that person do to her?" Zheng Huanle's voice turned, "I don't mean anything else, you just said that he was very irritable... I'll just ask one more ......."

The machine spirit 'touched' and 'touched' his chin, looking like a memory, "Grumpy... Did the master say that, how can the rotten 'medicine' grass be irritable, he is clearly brutal!"

The words of the machine spirit made Zheng Huanle's heart hang in his throat, and then, the following words made his heart fall back to its original place.

"However, the rotten 'medicine' herb is only cruel to people other than the little girl, especially the little master. "The machine spirit cried bitterly, thinking that the hundred clavicle nails had not yet been beaten, and sighed and 'wanted' to leave.

Zheng Huanle was silent suddenly, that person's appearance was shocking at first glance, and his strength was even more unfathomable, and he could not show his brutal nature in front of Xiao Yan'er, and he was decisively defeated.

Anyway, he still has the identity of an older brother, doesn't he......

The machine spirit walked a few steps very irregularly, 'touching' his chin, looking up at Zheng Huanle for a while, and lowering his head for a while, his eyebrows tangled.

Zheng Huanle frowned, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this man in white looked like he had something to ask.

"Excuse me, what do you call your seniors?" Zheng Huanle took the lead in opening the conversation.

"Nobody is not enough to worry about, haha..."The machine spirit smiled and waved his hand, his big name, how could he let such a junior know. His eyes rolled a few times, and he turned around to leave, but he didn't take a step out and turned back, "Uh... That one...... The old man knows a little about refining weapons, and I heard that there is a holy place for refining weapons on the Jia Luo Continent......"

"Seniors want to know about Chu City?" Zheng Huanle said in one sentence.

"Ahem......" the machine spirit coughed, "You can think of me as a rather small refiner, and the refiner is naturally a little interested in that city...... So...... I heard that there was a very famous lady in red......"

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