Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Mubai thought about it, but the mountain was not as good as the mountain, not to mention that she had not visited the ancient street yet, so she nodded happily, "Good."

Wu Er looked at her and suddenly said, "You have to wait for the same carriage with the teacher."

Shen Mubai’s look is inexplicable. “What’s wrong?”

Wu Er glanced at her with sympathy, did not speak, turned and left.

There is a kind of ominous premonition in Shen Mubai’s heart.

The disciple in the church knew that after she had left, she wiped her tears. "Cuihua girl, you have to come back soon."

"I will miss you when you are not there."

"Cuihua girl....."

For a time, Shen Mubai felt a little moved inside.

At this moment, the right one bite a meatloaf and it is ambiguous. "The teacher is here."

When his voice just fell, there was no one in front of Shen Mubai.

Jun Jiuling is obviously just getting up, his face is darker than the sky, and he has a gas field that no one dares to approach.

Shen Mubai remembered that the other party seemed to have a wake up, and his heart secretly complained, but he could only go to the scalp. "Teacher, the carriage has already packed it for you."

After the other party got on the carriage, they followed up.

Jun Jiuling was sitting on the couch, his face was unclear, "Come here."

Shen Mubai carefully moved over, "What is the teacher's command?"

Jun Jiuling ordered, "Sit down to me."

Although Shen Mubai did not understand what he was going to do, he still sat down.

Jun Jiuling seemed to be very satisfied, then leaned back and leaned her head on her lap, lazy, "for now, be the pillow of the Lord."

Shen Mubai silently glanced at the things thrown into the corner, not daring to speak.

Wu Er, who was driving, witnessed this scene with his eyes. After blinking his eyes and confirming that he had not read it wrong, he turned and frowned. He said, "There are some things wrong with the Lord."

There are also a few people on the right and left, and some disciples with high martial arts, Yun Niang was left in the teaching.

The carriage was driving all the way, perhaps because the quality was too good, and there was not much bumps, but it was stable and stable.

When Jun Jiu Ling’s shackles were on the shackles, the handsome facial features were even more confusing. Just because he had an unclear look on the week, plus the breath of the audience, few people dared to look directly at him.

Now the narrow and narrow scorpion was closed, and the original sharp face line was also melted a point. If it was not because he was the leader of the fire lotus, I am afraid that this world does not know how many women went upside down.

Shen Mubai just looked at it in a hurry, for fear that Jun Jiuling suddenly opened his throat and said, "Digging your eyes."

She didn't dare to move when she sat in the same position, until the sound of the intertwining of the knife came out to understand what happened.

Jun Jiuling, who leaned on her lap, still glared at her eyes, and seemed to have no sense of what happened outside.

Wu Er looked at the killers who didn't have long eyes. In my heart, when is it not good to come when the leader sleeps.

But they also had to swear by the scalp. "Teacher, they seem to be disciples of the feast."

The light-colored thin lips lightly open, and a sneer voice screaming from the mouth, "kill."

The meaning is that a live mouth does not stay, Wu Er will know, and quickly responded, "Yes, teach the Lord."

Shen Mubai was the first to personally experience these episodes that only happened in TV dramas. Although he knew that there was Jun Jiuling, he could not help but swallow.

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