Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Azhao: "..."

She whispered: "Let loose, I can stand."

Hearing the rules and regulations, he let go of his hand and stepped back: "I am just worried about my brother."

A Zhao looked at him and slowly walked toward Fei Xuefeng.

At this time, it was in the evening, the sunset of Lingyun Xianzong was very beautiful, and no younger disciples and small couples were walking outside.

Azhao and Wenshi, who walked in one place, were extra eye-catching.

Speaking of the reasons, of course, is because of the reputation of the two... and the appearance.

On the fame, both are the pro-disciples of the sect, one is the first genius of the comprehension, and one less than thirty is already the late Yuan Ying, all of which are enchanting qualifications.

On the appearance, a cold and dusty, independent of the world, a green shirt, gentle and jade.

No matter what, it is the object that countless male disciples look up to, and the female disciple’s spring dreams.

After the "occupation" fourth came to pick up the little sister, Azhao finally could not help.

Even if the body has not fully recovered, she has also used a law to transform into a sword light and disappeared into place.

Otherwise, at this speed, when I return to Fei Xuefeng, I am afraid I will go to the middle of the night.

When she saw her, she saw her like this, and smiled low, followed by the streamer, and went to the snow peak.

"Senior brother, I licked the soup for you in the day..." The smell of people followed, and the opening was this sentence.

Azhao’s eyes brightened.

But the face is not obvious, only a faint saying: "The hard-working brother."

The smell of people greets her with a good end: "To do this for the brothers, it is not hard."

Azhao was a little absent-minded today, and she didn’t have the heart to talk about the people’s rituals. After going to the mountain to bathe herself, she went back to the room.

Marshmallow has been prepared for confession.

"I can say what you can say to me." Azhao leaned on, and his look was faint.

Amy's in the marshmallow period said: "It, in fact, hosts every mission world, not a randomly chosen person."

Azhao "oh", remembered the words of Guangxuzi: "Those people are actually me, my reincarnation?"

After a long time, the cotton candy was low.

Azhao continued: "I am not at all ‘people’ who were created to do the task?”

Marshmallows responded again.

"Who am I?" Azhao jumped a little faster.

She always thought that she was a past without existence.

But now, marshmallow tells her that she is not.

Marshmallow whispered: "This can't tell you."

Azhao silently said, "Say good confession?"

Marshmallow quickly said: "I really can't tell you now, but when the time comes, marshmallow must tell everything to the host, not at all."

Azhao suspicion: "Really?"

Marshmallow definitely nodded.

"Then, when is the time?" Azhao did not believe that he was flickering this time.

Marshmallow honestly said: "This, I really don't know."

Azhao: "..."

She said faintly: "Then you said this, does not mean that you did not say?"

The marshmallows were silent, and suddenly they slammed softly.

Azhao:? ? ?

Marshmallow said shyly: "I see someone on the Internet saying that this is called selling Meng."

It is indeed a bit cute. Azhao thought with a blank expression.

Marshmallow slammed again, and came over, whispered: "A Zhao don't be angry with me, don't dislike cotton candy, it's not good, oh~"

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Marshmallow: When there is nothing to say, you can only use a little trick to get through.

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