Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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The next second, the world is changing color. The original night of the Galaxy night sky was dyed with a touch of dark red, and a powerful magic swept through.

"This...this is impossible..." Xia Moxing licked his lips slightly, and his eyes were flustered.

This powerful magical incomparable familiarity, in the Magic Shadow Zong only the Red Devils or more talents may emit such a feeling of pressure.

Then this person...

In the next second, Luo Ding’s sleeves stood in front of her and said: “You look surprised?”

"Loo... Luo Dust..." Xia Moxing squatted back and looked at her incredulously.

How is it possible, she clearly knows that because of taking a stop, the Yuanshen has been dissipated for more than half, and it is simply a state of sudden death. How could it be a good end to stand here!

"Hey, this time, even my sister doesn't call it?" She looked at her with absolute confidence and said: "Is the fairy of Tianting really thinking that he can stand firm here?"

Luo’s voice fell, and there were rebuttals among the elders of the Witch. It seems that during this period of coma, Xia Moxing should have a lot of people.

In addition to the clear standing of the cold of the night, this feeling, there is actually a kind of ‘walls down the crowd to push the momentum’.

It is a pity that this wall is probably not going to fall.

"It turned out to be a dusty lady. It seems that you are sleeping enough to plan to loosen your bones and bones?" The elders blinked and their eyes were full of disdain.

Although he is still afraid of the Mozu, but at least now is the Witch, she does not dare to chaos.

I don’t know -

Luo Dust almost did not give the face a right hand, the exquisite ring on the hand was a golden light, and the elders were directly knocked down to the ground.

I used five layers of skill, not much more.

The elders in the mouth are sweet, and a blood is directly spit out.

"What are you doing?!" The night's cold suddenly slammed, and his eyes widened and looked at Luo Ding.

In the past, Luo was dusty and cold, but in front of him, he was all compliant.

So that he did not have the ability to stop the summer robbery for Xia Moxing, please ask Luo to do such a thing, then she also answered.

Such a girl who follows him, how can it suddenly look like a sudden...

Is it a side effect of the stop sign? Or is it true that she is really poisoned? How can it be……

“Tuzu?” Luo’s cold dust and cold face smacked a very light smile: “The witch’s treasures can’t kill me. Do you think you have the capital to fight with me? With a weak Little fairy without the wind?"

When the words came out, everyone took a breath.

What she meant was that the cold of the night gave her a stop...

"Witches... Witches, don't talk nonsense, how can our patriarchs and summer girls deal with you with a stop sign is simply your nonsense!"

"Uh-huh--" Luo dumped his right hand, and took out the nine-month whip directly from his portable space and swung it toward his neck. It was another five-layer force. The man screamed and fell directly to the ground.

At this point, everyone would not dare to say a word.

As the witch of the red stage, the magic of Luo Dianchen will always be above them, and the cold of the night will bring some of his brothers to a remote place in order to climb this position.

Today's Wu people, even if everyone is together, may not be the opponent of Luo Dust.

What's more, the words of both lose. One side is one person, the other side is a family...

"Let's talk, let's talk about-"

"Please call my name with my name--" Luo slammed the cold, and looked cold at the bottom of the night: "We are not familiar."