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Soon, the Inscription Masters Association announced the news that Baili Red Makeup became a deacon.

In a twinkling of an eye, the news was passed down to the top ten, and quickly spread throughout the wind and the city.

"Bai Lihong makeup is really amazing. I remember that she had already become a deacon of the Association of Refining Pharmacists. Now there is another layer of identity. In the future, if someone wants to move her, she must also consider it."

"With her ability, becoming a deacon is also expected. Such a young six-inscription master, the future achievements must be good, not to mention her identity is not low."

"If the sorrow dance does not have the identity of this bright saint, she is really not as good as a hundred red makeup.

At the beginning, everyone thought that the choice of the Emperor was really wonderful. Now, their choice is not bad. ”

Nowadays, no one will say how stupid the emperor chose to give up the sorrowful dance, but the vegetables and radishes have their own love.

“You said that everyone now says that few people in the younger generation can compete with the red makeup?”

The sorrowful dance listened to the sly words, and the pretty face surface was full of dissatisfaction and embarrassment.

As usual, these words can be used to describe her, and now it is used in the body of the hundred-mile red makeup, it is abhorrent!

Taking advantage of the sly expression of the bleak dance, he nodded low and was afraid that one of his actions would provoke the anger of the bleak dance.

"Deacon's identity?" The sorrowful dance snorted. "The Inscription Masters Association really can afford to see her. It is just a six-in-one grain artist. What qualifications are becoming deacons?"

When Jun Lingyu walked into the house, he saw the appearance of the sorrowful dance, and he waved his hand and gestured to leave. This is the voice: "The dance, this time, the red makeup in the test is a big show, the Inscription Masters Guild This kind of move is actually expected, you don't have to worry too much."

"I really hate the red makeup. After she appeared, I was not going well!"

The grievances on the bleak dance are hard to come by. Since she awakened the bright attributes, no one has dared to treat her like this for so many years.

There are many beautiful arrogant women, but as soon as she appears, the light of others will be covered up by her in an instant.

After all this, until the emergence of the hundred-mile red makeup, it was such a woman who had never been put in her eyes. Now she has shocked everyone’s eyes again and again. This is the most unbearable for her!

"Next year is the day when you become a bright saint. All the good things are staying today. After tomorrow, no one can take your scenery."

Jun Ling’s face was full of charming smiles. He was confident that all the problems would be solved as long as the sorrow dance became a bright saint.

The bright saint, that is the symbol of the Light Congregation, a deacon in the district, can not be compared with the bright saint.

Listening to the words, the face of the bleak dance was so good that I saw a few points and smiled and said: "Yes, I can finally become a bright saint tomorrow."

"When the emperor's family will come," Jun Lingqi raised his eyebrows, and the jokes and smugness in Jun Jun have already shown everything he thought.

"That would make the red makeup proud of it today. Anyway, these will make her feel boring soon."

"The most important thing for you now is to prepare for tomorrow's line. That's your most eye-catching moment." Jun Ling smiled. "Auntie is letting me call you past."