Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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At the same time, the horoscope of the night's cold waist suddenly rang, giving a crisp sound.

He looked at the girl who was wearing a cherry-colored embroidered cotton dress after the winter solstice, and said silently: "Dust..."

"Well--" The winter solstice nodded, and the cold scorpion inadvertently looked at the cold of the night.

He can clearly see the reflection inside the eyes -

He is watching the dust, and he is always watching her. From the moment she appeared, she never left her for a moment.

Luo dusted a little dagger, his eyes inadvertently sweeping the cold of the night, did not make a slight stop.

In her eyes, it seems that some people are still very infatuated with Xia Moxing.

A high-ranking Wu ethnic patriarch directly came to the door to find someone.

Interesting, it’s really interesting...

"Sit all right." The new right hand of the winter solstice took a touch of faintness and a lazy voice: "What does the night patriarch come to me?"

Luo Dust and dusty, at this moment, I really want to call the new winter solstice!

It is only a person who has such an identity that he will ask the question directly.

After all, nothing goes to the Three Treasure Hall. In his eyes, the night of the cold alone came to the broken door, it is absolutely impossible to just want to make a good relationship with the broken door.

Moreover, he did not like him to look at his apprentice's eyes.

"The next step is to make a name for the broken door. I want to come and talk about the winter head and the elders." He nodded politely toward the winter solstice, and raised his mouth with a smile. "I heard that the winter palm wants to come and not participate in this welcome party, today..."

"My apprentice likes it." He squinted half-squinted, deep like the black scorpion of the sea with an absolute momentum to look at the cold of the night.

Everyone heard the words, they were shuddering. And I feel deeply admired for the new saying of the winter solstice!

After all, there are rumors about him and her little apprentices that are flying all over the place.

I thought that as the door of the broken door, I would avoid it, but I never thought that he not only did not do this, but also openly so loved his apprentice.

Of course, when Xia Moxing heard the new words from the winter solstice, the whole person was covered and caught on the spot.

She barely thought that the man he admired would even say this to an ugly woman.

"It seems that the winter head... I love my apprentice!" The cold night licked the lips, and the dark eyes flashed a touch of sharpness.

The last memory of the astrological bells is still in the air of the witches, so it is impossible to make mistakes.

The person standing behind the new solstice, although the face and voice are completely different from Luo Ding, even the perspective of spiritual surgery can not reveal the true body.

But he is very sure that that person is Luo Ding.

The astrological bell has never been mistaken...

But she is a virgin of the Mozu, what are you doing here?

"I hurt the apprentice is a natural thing, this does not require the night lord to worry about." The winter solstice went up to the high position, the right hand waved, the light blue spirit wiped away the tiny dust, facing the side of Luo Dust: "Come and sit."

"Right right, you can sit down." Guliu stood out and eased the atmosphere. "The night patriarchs don't have to be restrained. We have always tried to cultivate the immortals, and there are not too many rules for the rules and regulations. ""

"No wonder -" he flashed a faint disappointment in his throat, picked up the glass in his hand and said: "She will want to come here."