Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Three days later, the cold of the night fell on the door of the witch clan.

Under the consultation of the elders of the peaks, he was warmly welcomed.

After all, since ancient times, the Wu people have always been a faction between the Protoss and the Mozu.

Nowadays, the Mozu and the Wus are officially falling out, and it is not uncommon for the Wuzu patriarchs to want to devote themselves to the Protoss.

Moreover, the witches have had a profound knowledge of the divination of the stars for thousands of years. If they become friends, it is not a good thing.

"Night patriarch, you can make us feel bad when we can get rid of our door!"

"Don't dare, the Wu and the Protoss were the same decent one year ago. I should have visited the elders earlier."

"Tonight's slogan is a welcome welcoming ceremony for new disciples. I don't know if the night patriarchs are willing to participate."

"I am honored to be honored."

......

The coldness of the night was half-squinting, and the corner of the mouth outlined a faint smile.

Although I don't know why Luo Dinghui wants to break the door, this time he will definitely find her again.

After all, she believes that she still loves him...

The welcome ceremony for the new disciples is simply a simple meal, and by the way, relax the mood of the new disciples in these days.

Originally, Luo Ding was unwilling to go.

After all, the night is cold, she really does not want to see him again.

"I really don't go?" The winter solstice saw her a little hesitation, half-squinting, with a slight pet in her eyes.

He really likes this kind of life, teaches him the fairy tales, and allows her to do what she likes in her absolute field.

"Uh-huh--" Luo slammed the dust, and the brow tipped: "The witches are long, it doesn't sound like a good person!"

Think of it this way, the night of the cold on the door is mostly to Xia Moxing.

In fact, if the original Lord is pitiful, he will not be able to go anywhere. After all, Xia Moxing is also the person he really loved.

However, if you really want her to make any evaluation.

She only has two words: deserve it!

"Do you know?" The winter solstice new sword eyebrows pick, the good-looking scorpion smashed and sipped a tea ceremony: "The witches are far away from here. How do you know a lower-level cultivator?"

Somehow, he always felt that looking at her eyes was a bit strange. This strange feeling, he does not like it at all.

"Master, why are you always saying that I am in the lower bounds of the lower bounds?" Luo dusted his lips and looked at him with dissatisfaction: "I am your apprentice now!"

"It can only be regarded as a half apprentice." He smiled and looked at her and said, "When I am with you, are you going?"

“Ah?” Luo slammed the dust and said, “Do you really want to accompany me?”

"Yeah." He said coldly: "I would rather see the one who sees the sky and the first beauty in the mainland... What is the person who is dusty?"

After a few days of getting along, Luo Dust also greatly understood the new life habits of the winter solstice.

In fact, his work is very simple, and most of the time he is not willing to move.

I don’t usually teach Luo Dian Xian Xian, but the magic weapon has sent her a lot. He said: For her, the magic weapon is more important than the fairy.

Qinghong Hall.

Although it is just a simple meal, everyone can see it.

In order to be able to express the feelings in front of the night, it is a place with considerable sensation. Everyone comes from the sword and holds the magic weapon.

"The first time I broke the door, I really saw it." The cold eyes of the night shivered and watched the people who walked into the hall.