It wasn't until the next night that Monro woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she bounced out of bed.

She had returned to the inn where she had stayed.

At this moment, the Dream Spirit happened to push the door in.

Monroe hurriedly asked.

"Patriarch, why are we here? What about the sand hand just now......"

As a result, Mengling's face was full of doubts, and he blinked his eyes:

"What sand hand? Monro, are you having nightmares again? ”

"Tell you to pay less attention to the news of the Lin family's bloodline, you are almost enchanted."

"Come, try the naan cake with the characteristics of the Western Regions, it's very strong."

Monro looked around and squeezed his arm again.

Hurt.

It's not an illusion!

"Patriarch, what time is it today? ......

Chapter 273 of "The Female President's Personal Strong Dragon" Immortals? Devil! I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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