Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Some people seem to have never said anything sweet, but when they really say it, they are sweethearted.

The new winter solstice is probably such a person.

Due to the seriousness of the situation, Luo’s forefoot left, and the foot followed up after the cold night.

She didn't quite know if the cold of the night had seen her identity, but she couldn't hold anything in front of the new winter solstice.

The place where the Mozu army is located is Yizhuang, which is twenty miles away.

If the enchantment is pre-arranged, it is more difficult to deal with the group of elders than the elders of the immortal.

Those shrimps and crabs will be able to deal with the Mozu, it is a soft cornerstone!

When the yin wind blows, the phoenix Wuji is located on the rock at this time. The silver phoenix in the hand is white with the glimmer of white moonlight, and a long silver hair rises with the wind. Under the dark night, it will shine. Teenager.

Of course, such a phoenix promise has naturally become the nail in the eyes of the elders.

"The demon sorcerer, speed up and let go, otherwise the door tonight will definitely let you disappear on this continent!" The voice of the ancient six has a strong penetrating power, with the grandeur of the righteous man.

"Oh?" Feng Wuji and elegantly outlined a very light smile on the beautiful face of the sea, like the eyes of the starry sky of the Bohai Sea: "

When the parties in the Tianting 100,000 soldiers went to attack the Magic Shadow Palace, did they not win or lose? Is this old man more powerful than the Emperor? ”

After Luo Dian married to the cold of the night, his heart was a little uneasi.

I always thought that it was just my own wishful thinking, and I made myself have reservations about this kind of uneasiness.

However, the confidant sent to the Wu people later brought him back the news, so that he could not wait to smash the night of the night!

The girl he held in the palm of his hand was treated like a man with such scum...

If the cold of the night is not dead, what is the qualification of his phoenix, saying that Ai Luo is dusty.

"You..." Gu Six's face looks a bit unsightly. After all, Feng Wuji said it is also a fact.

Nowadays they are just a group of cultivators. The people to be dealt with are the top leaders of the Mozu, and the tens of thousands of magic soldiers.

"I finally said it again, I only need the cold of the night." Feng Wuji's nephew was cold, and he looked so beautiful under the moonlight.

It seems that I will take a look at it and will indulge in the mystery of this mystery.

"Feng Wuji, the night patriarch is the guest of ours since it was broken." Gu Liu lifted the spirit sword and looked at him: "We will never give him to you!"

“Ha ha ha –” I saw Feng Wuji’s burst of laughter and said: “The patriarch? Your guests? Are you ruining the door? Is this the place where you can take care of the Han and Xiao San?”

"What are you talking about!"

"It seems that you still don't know!" Feng Wuji was cold and sullen, and there was a chill in the whole body. The thin lips whispered: "Your apprentice will not hesitate to sell the color and the cold of the night in order to be able to leave the Mozu and the Witch. Do you have the righteous things that you just believe in against the people, do you feel light on your old face?"

"哼--" The ancient six naturally know more about the things between Xia Moxing and the night cold, only to see a cold voice: "The demon enchantress seduce the night patriarch first, I just did it." The matter of duty, the kind of demon woman is not enough."

"Well!" Feng Wuji's eyes were full of anger, and Yin Huangqin's white light shone: "The so-called decent people who talk about this kind of thing can be so just and stunned. No wonder, your lower bounds throw their wife. Abandoning women is still glorious!"