Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Brother...I..."

"Cough--" Seeing promise also wants to open the editor, Luo Dian hurriedly interrupted his words, and screamed and said: "That, is our current situation not suitable for this topic?"

After all, now three of them are people who have just escaped from the law.

Although she never thought she would die, she said that she came to this plane and saw the ink night for the first time.

In fact, she is very nervous. That is a kind of tension in the scalp.

The black clouds are pressed down a little bit, and people will feel inexplicably depressed when they look at them.

This place is a bit weird, it won’t be a night out!

Thinking of this, her eyebrows are unconsciously picked up slightly, this place is too weird...

"Yeah!" Xu Yan gently raised his right hand and would be ready to go to the front of Misha to stop. Looking deep into the door of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, thin lips and light teeth: "I have long heard that the emperor of the Mexican state is good at psychic, especially about the yin and yang..."

"You are right!" Lin Jiao, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly lifted up and smiled. "The emperor of our country of Mexico can be different from the ordinary people of you! If it is annoying Tianwei, even if it is ten Xu, Not enough to be buried."

Although Lin Jiao’s words sounded arrogant, they made Xu Yan’s brows wrinkle and tighten.

This ink night, since the foundation, is arrogant. Neither go out to fight or fight with neighboring countries.

Some small border countries think that he is weak, and he wants to go to the palace in a ferocious way.

Unexpectedly, they always didn't even have a moonlight city, and they died halfway.

How to die, how to die, why die?

He is still a fortune, no one knows.

It may be a coincidence that this kind of thing may happen one or two times, but it is always hesitant to happen on a regular basis.

Mok night has become a mysterious figure in many neighboring emperors. His style of work is sinister and sinister. No matter what, there is no room for retreat!

In fact, Lin Jiao said this flower, although arrogant, but it is correct.

"Let's see if he chooses to kill you, or kills... my face!" She blinked, her voice with the coldness that would freeze people.

After a few seconds, the Hall of Supreme Harmony was opened.

From the inside, slowly walked out of a teenager wearing a robes and an imposing manner. He was fascinated by the faint stream of light in his eyes, and his gaze from beginning to end was on the body of Luo Ding, without any slight shift.

"The emperor... the emperor saves the Jiaojiao!" In the moment of seeing the ink night, Lin Jiao’s tears are like broken pearls. A large one is falling down, full of red eyes, all wronged. Sound line.

The look of the ink night seemed very indifferent. He picked up the white umbrella of his father-in-law, and he walked in the direction of Luo Ding.

Every step, she is convenient for his face and more clearly.

In seven years, I waited for seven years and exhausted all the time and methods. I passed through two time and space and fixed it a thousand years ago!

Luo Ding Chen is so watching him, his nose is sour, and the production point falls into tears.

Ink night squinted and accelerated the pace at the foot.

In the end, when he left, he was nearing the dust. The promise that stood behind Luo’s dust suddenly came out and stood in front of her.

In the night, the eyes were cold and indifferent, and there was a chill in the whole body. He looked at him and said, "Let it go."

Lin Jiao, who was standing on the side, was particularly excited, which was the perfect scene in her dream.

Heroes save the beauty, the scene is picturesque!