Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 1293 Master's Little Demon Girl (65)

He was still white, his eyes were cold and his posture was elegant. When he went out, he saw rain outside.

He opened a bamboo umbrella, white fingers like jade, holding the handle of the micro-clay, he stood under the umbrella, and looked at the people coming from the door indifferently.

They are all masters.

This should be on the right side of the road. Now I can get all the power of the hand.

Snow looked at them silently, his eyes calm as if he were looking at a stone on the roadside.

Or...the dead.

His chest doesn't hurt, and there are still medicine bottles from Bai Weiwei in his cuffs.

Her blood made the medicine and became his life-saving grass.

But for the lack of snow, he is not happy that this drug can save him.

But she sent it, she still has him in her heart.

He used to be the martial arts lord because this position was defeated by everyone.

But when it is enough for the lord, I feel very boring and boring.

He only went to be a white magnolia, a decent or a villain.

It’s also okay to kill people, and to save people and make people desperate.

It is enough to bring him fun.

Therefore, Bai Weiwei wants him to be rebellious, and everyone casts aside.

She thought he would be afraid of this.

But she didn't know where he came from.

He is the only relative now, and the lover is her.

As for the rejection of others... Others are nothing but ants and sandstones, he never looked at them.

"There is no trace of snow, you are crazy, how can you kill so many people?"

When he murders, he does not cover himself, and even keeps a living mouth to call for help.

Almost deliberately let people know his crimes.

Everyone doesn't believe that snow will do the same thing.

He has no trace of snow. He is the last conscience of the martial arts and the most impartial law enforcer.

It is also the most powerful master of the right path.

How to say crazy is crazy.

The snow stepped out without a trace, and the rain hit the umbrella. His delicate eyebrows were under the dark sky, and there was a thrilling charm.

He is still the gentleman of the graceful, white robes but a few traces of blood on the hem.

It’s like a red plum that is as shiny as snow.

He smiled mildly. "To kill people today, but I want to tell you, I want to join the magic."

The master who came from all sides has always had a face.

It is even more aggressive now.

Magic teaching?

Join the magic?

The martial arts lord joins the cult... What the hell?

The ally is basically the benchmark of the right path, the leader of the right path.

The fact that the leader wants to rebel into the enemy has greatly affected all the experts in the surrounding world.

The snow saw them without a trace, and swept the sleeves with their fingers. "Why, don't you congratulate me?"

Everyone was shocked by his unusual attitude to be at a loss.

This is more funny than a nightmare.

Anyone can join the magic, how can it be snow?

There is no omen, is it...

Some people think of the rumors of the sorcerer's sorrows, and the enchantress seems to control the hearts of the people.

Otherwise, so many terrible, and vicious martial arts masters, many are lone rangers, and even half retreat.

They are all coming back to the river for the demon girl, and willingly be driven by the demon girl.

This is not what magic is?

A middle-aged master angered, "Lord, are you being manipulated? Is it the demon woman who gave you a kneel?"

This has caused many people to agree.

Otherwise, there is no reason why the snow has changed without change.

The snow has a gentle smile, and he looks at the middle-aged man, "The demon girl?"

(End of this chapter)