Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"You are still as arrogant as you were seven hundred years ago." Wan Nian blood corpse looked at him deeply, and smiled strangely: "When you are at midnight tomorrow, the corpse is waiting for you at the death and death stage. If you don't open, I will replace you drive!"

He must have seen him with nothing, as he did in the past.

As soon as the voice fell, the blood in the sky was falling, filled with a strong **** atmosphere.

For a long time, Murong Ming looked at Chen Yidao, who was still lying on the ground coldly. "You owe her more than this life is so simple."

Luo did not know why Murong had to say such a sentence, only know that he was almost talking, and did not return to leave the Luosha Temple.

"Can you tell me what role does the life and death platform have in addition to sealing your ability?" She opened his hand and held the crystal of the glass in his hand. He looked at him seriously and asked: "Is it right?" I don't cry, can't you open a life-and-death? Will you lose?"

"Yes." His blue scorpion was filled with a faint stream of light: "But I won't lose."

"You lied!" She took a deep breath and licked her lips: "If you are sure to deal with him, you don't need to pay such a big twist to let the sisters find their obsession!"

"..."

"Because you know that only by retrieving their obsessions, they can leave their true tears!" She took a deep breath and watched him continue: "But you didn't expect that you just wanted the blind man to see Chen Yiliu. Sorrowful tears. But I never thought about it, she moved to Chen Yi to let her soul fly away!"

At this moment, she seems to suddenly understand the man in front of her.

Mysterious and unpredictable, with a lazy, with a touch of gentleness.

"You are right." He lifted his eyes slightly and looked at her with endless emotions.

I saw her left hand's Nether Ring with a faint faint light, and he was still looking at her as focused.

"Murong Ming, but I can't cry out..." She lifted her head and shook her eyes: "I know what tears you want, I want to give you."

The tears in the glass crystal are a kind of deep obsession, and it is not that you can succeed with two drops of moving tears.

She knows that the current situation is very crisis, and the witches should already know that the zombies have broken their enchantment.

But they did not stop to stop, it is obvious that they are not even, even self-protection is very difficult.

She knows that in Murong Ming's heart, there may not be a thought to save the world, but he wants to protect the people around him, she can see it.

For a long time, he smiled lazily and pulled his hand: "If you can't cry, don't cry! Anyway, you cry, it should not look good."

His tone is very relaxed, and he seems to want to break the atmosphere, with a slight pet and a sultry tone.

"In short, tomorrow I will go to life and death together." Luo dusted slightly, and looked at him seriously: "Well?"

She knew that she was facing a 10,000-year-old blood corpse, and she was the most grievous ghost between the heavens and the earth. Even the six hundred years of the devil, such as Xunzi, died in front of him.

Such a monster, even if she holds the exquisite ring, the winning rate will not exceed 50%.

It is not that she underestimates herself, but faces powerful enemies. Calculating probability is a must.

"Let's say it tomorrow." He glanced at Luo Ding, and suddenly she felt so serious that she was so different from ordinary people.

The eyelids are slightly trembled, the thin lips are sloppy, and people can’t help but want to...