Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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On the early morning of the next day, Luo Dingchen felt that his body had recovered more than half of his body, and several large wounds on his body were not so painful.

When she just fell asleep last night, she still hurt her cold sweat. After a while, there was a warm feeling in the wound.

She looked at Murong Miao, who had already got up, and flashed a glimmer of light in her throat.

The feeling of sharing the bed with the ghost for the first time seems to be good.

“How do you feel?” He sneered at the pick, giving him the same feeling of laziness, but with a little serious look at her in the throat: “Wound, still hurt?”

"You should be clearer than me!" Luo Dust slowly got up, the original clothes can not be worn, she can only ask the shopkeeper to help her buy one!

It is said that a good white fairy seems to be ruined, but the name of the master of the month, should have been resounding in Beijing today.

The treasurer's eyes were not very bad, and she picked a lotus-green, snow-capped cloud-shaped water skirt for her. It was just after she put it on.

There were some pains in the wounds on the body. The bows of several belts were made by Murong Ming.

His movements were not very skillful, but the slender fingertips crossed her waist and made her feel a little nervous.

"Thank you." She nodded lightly. "Right... don't you need a body? Is it going to use the soul to enter the palace with me?"

"This is my body." Murong Ming's moment of slight decapitation, Luo Ding dust can clearly see the broken marks on the neck.

Although very shallow, it is very long and long, and it is shocking to make a whole circle around the neck.

"This is your body?" Her heart trembled, but it was unbelievable!

It turned out that he did not appear in front of her in a foolish form, but a...one.

A person who was reinstated by his own five horses.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of the things she shared with her bed last night. She looked embarrassed and touched her face and muttered: "Why don't you say it!"

"How? Fear?" Seeing her step back, his heart suddenly tightened, and there was a feeling that it was not very pleasant.

"Afraid of a ghost..." She squinted: "The amount... who is scared! I am just..."

"Master Si Yue, Master Si Yue, Master Si Yue -"

Just as she was going to have a serious explanation, there was a burst of shouting downstairs.

Murong Xiao chuckled and looked at her: "You can experience it for a while after you become famous overnight."

When he walked down the street, he discovered that yesterday’s panic woman was holding a one-year-old child. I don’t know where the child came from. In short, people who hit this morning found a big birch tree. he.

Small face, big eyes, crying loudly.

"Master of the Moon -" The woman immediately squatted after seeing her, crying while holding her child: "You are just a fairy, you told me yesterday, you will save my child, today my child It happened. I didn’t even think it was the case when I was a cow in my life."

Luo dusted his eyebrows and looked at Murong Ming next to him. He saw that he was blindfolded and did not intend to speak. Then she lifted the woman and cleared her throat: "The matter of the devil has not completely ended. Yesterday I said that the bell must be ringed. I can suppress them for a while and can't suppress them."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a lot of discussion around.

But one thing is certain is that the people at the foot of the world are convinced of her ability.