Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

In the latter case, Azhao did not continue to speak.

Because she can't edit it.

But marshmallows don't know.

He was scared.

The little white scorpion smashed into the host's arms.

Even if there is no entity, Azhao is also a strange feeling that the other person wants to be in his heart.

"Host, Azhao, marshmallow is definitely the most embarrassing system, really!"

Azhao narrowed his eyes and showed a smile: "I believe you for the time being."

......

The day passed quickly.

Because the two days of hunger strikes lost strength, A Zhao spirit is not very good, sleep very early.

She squinted and went to sleep in a little while.

But soon fainted and woke up.

However, this waking place has changed one.

A Zhao sat on the stone bench in the yard and looked at the familiar scene around him. He knew that he had already arrived in the yard where the man was.

Not surprisingly, there is a low voice in the house.

According to the last experience, this monarchy should be finished.

Azhao did not sit in the yard like the last time, but crossed the threshold and sat on the stool in the room.

She did not speak, holding her chin and looking at the monk who closed her eyes.

At night, there was a light in the room.

However, the temple is poor, so in a small room, but a small oil lamp, illuminated, and only the small square of the monk.

But it is enough.

The dim light was printed on Zhan Ming's face. His face was more and more beautiful than the jade, and his pious expression at the moment, his grief, like the Buddha in the mural.

It is a bodhisattva, and the nature is six clean. How can it be private?

Azhao sighed a little.

The little light shook, and the calm of the room was suddenly broken.

Zhan Ming's long eyelashes trembled, and the sound of chanting in the mouth continued until the last sentence.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Azhao sitting on the side.

After a slight surprise, he regained his calmness: "I don't see the female donor in the daytime, but I think the female donor is already there but I am worried about leaving."

Azhao smiled: "My name is Azhao."

Zhan Ming followed the smile: "A Zhao Shizhu."

A Zhao looked at him and stood up. He picked up the wick with scissors, and the fire was brighter than before.

"Master Zhan Ming, I really have concerns in my heart, but I can't solve it for a while. For some time in the future, I am afraid to disturb the master."

Zhan Ming asked: "Does the donor remember the past?"

Azhao nodded.

"Congratulations." Zhan Ming folded his hands and read an Amitabha.

A Zhao looked at him for a long time, and smiled: "Master, long night, I am lonely, the master can give me half an hour, a cup of tea?"

Her words are like this, but I know in my heart that with the compassion of this family member, I am afraid that I will not, and I will not know how to refuse.

Sure enough, Zhan Ming should be low.

The two went to the yard.

Zhan Ming took out the teapot and the small stove, and went into the room and took a box of tea.

He was about to move, but he was stopped by A Zhao.

"I disturbed the master's rest, no regrets, let me make a cup of tea for the master."

Zhan Ming did not fight with him, and he sat opposite.

One of the teas, although Azhao is not very proficient, but after so many times, there are some things that will be heard.

However, the tea must be boiled, and Azhao took a cup, put the tea, and poured a cup for Zhan Ming.

"Master, please try it."

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Sixth is over.

Sure enough, stepping on the update is a must-have skill for lazy cancer authors.

Don't ask me to update the time later, this is a secret. [righteous]

Everyday lunar monthly ticket, the top five in the category has the bonus [hands-on], I want, the high cold branch is currently the fifth, very dangerous.

Rolling can't be rolled. A high-cold author has an idol bag. Let's discuss it. I sold the marshmallow slice and voted for one person. Can't it?