Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

The monsoon smoke, let calamus face a stiff, and Zhan Fei is suddenly sink face.

"You don't have to lie to me. I won't be fooled." Calamus road.

Monsoon smoke slightly shrugs, does not care about the enemy calamus.

"If you need it or not, just listen."

Later, the monsoon smoke looked directly at Zhan Fei and said, "do you know why our holy dragon Empire has given up so much thought, but we still can't find the demon family's nest?"

Zhan Fei sneered and didn't respond.

Monsoon smoke slightly lips, gently stepped on the ground.

"The demon's lair is not on the bony plain at all, but underground."

As soon as the words of monsoon smoke came out, everyone was shocked, even on the face of calamus.

"Underground? General Ji, are you kidding? " Zhan Fei sneers scornfully.

"Are you kidding? This is not a joke. If you don't believe it, you can go to a place with me. " The monsoon smoke smiled.

The certainty of monsoon smoke made Zhan Fei feel bad. However, monsoon smoke has given the demon's lair. If he stops at the moment, he may not be able to say it.

"Well, I'd like to see how general Ji is able to find a nest under the ground."

Monsoon smoke chuckled and immediately gathered more than 10000 soldiers of the wolf smoke army.

Zhan Fei, Yang Shun and situ Ba also went with them. They need to make sure if the words of monsoon smoke are true.

Out of the barracks, Yang Shun slightly rode, keeping up with the monsoon smoke walking in front of him.

At the moment, the monsoon smoke is sitting on the back of Baize. The white deer is very eye-catching in the crowd.

"General Ji, are you sure?" Yang Shun asked in a low voice.

"Naturally." The monsoon smoke responded with a smile.

Yang Shun's eyebrows did not stretch at all. This move of monsoon smoke can be said to be a desperate move. If it can be found, Zhan Fei's plan will be lost. If it can't be found, then The bad luck is the monsoon smoke.

Zhan Fei will never miss such a chance to step on the monsoon smoke.

Yang Shun's line of sight slightly turned, and looked to the calamus tied on the horse. He rode with the calamus on the fire, and saw the calamus tightly.

"It's best to find nature. General Ji is careful." Yang Shun lowered his voice.

The monsoon smoke nodded slightly.

After a long journey out of the Third Army camp, the team was still at night. A torch lit against each other, dispelling the darkness and illuminating the land inch by inch.

Zhan Fei was depressed all the way. He looked at the monsoon smoke at the front, his eyes twinkling.

"General situ, look at this season's wind and smoke..."

Situ Ba shook his head.

Zhan Fei had to shut up.

In the middle of the night, the army finally stopped. There was a certain distance from the barracks. The place where the monsoon smoke stopped the troops was a vast wasteland. There was no village around. Even a plant could not be found. Only the Loess and yellow sand on the ground were interwoven, which looked desolate.

"General Ji, do you want to tell me that the demon clan is under our feet?" After Zhan Fei got off his horse, he looked around and felt that the monsoon smoke was delaying time.

After the monsoon smoke landed, I glanced at Zhan Fei. I didn't care about him at all. I ordered the soldiers of the wolf smoke army to find out about the range she drew.