Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Luo dusted his eyes and looked at the desperate man in his eyes. He couldn’t help but feel that he was a bit sad.

It’s a big deal, and my daughter is most likely to be... sick.

But even so, it can't be the reason he wants to kill an innocent child.

"There are so many five-year-old girls all over the world. Are you going to kill all of them?" Luo’s slightly cold voice sounded, and in this cold winter, it looked even more without temperature.

"Yes, I want to kill the light, kill all the light!" The man's expression is very fierce, and the dark eyes reveal the demise of destroying the world.

"Life cycle." Luo shrugged his shoulders, his mouth outlined a beautiful arc, and then he lifted it: "After another five years, if your ambition remains the same, maybe you will kill your own daughter who is reincarnation." maybe."

A sentence full of metaphysical words, all the people present were holding their breath.

Among them, nature also includes An Zhensheng, who is completely in front of her.

This feeling is wonderful, as if behind you is a treasure that everyone wants. But he has and is proud.

A glimpse of the man, the rough hands looked a little trembling.

really? Will his daughter reincarnate? Does her daughter appear in the same world as him?

No, impossible!

His daughter is dead, dead... The cold body is still in the alley where she lives. She is only a small cold, but because she has no good treatment, she is so dead...

"I don't believe it!" He snarled, his knife stabbing in the little girl's body.

While stabbing, he shouted: "You can go to my daughter to bury."

"Ah---" The little girl's mother screamed and fainted directly on the ground.

Luo dusted his wrinkles and rushed to the past with the fastest speed.

The child who took the man's hand, but also at this moment, the sharp dagger broke her arm.

The blood fell down in the direction of the fingertips, and An Zhensheng looked at such a dust, and there was a constant influx of memories in his mind.

Although it is very vague, he can already see the face of Luo Ding, and can feel the stories that belonged to them.

Thirty days of waiting for each other, later love propositions.

A feeling of suffocation shrinks in his trachea, and when you see the dust falling into the dust, the brain is like opening the door to memory.

His life seems to be no longer blank.

The next second, he rushed forward like crazy, hugged the dust, and said in a trembling voice in her ear: "Now I am also like you."

[叮 - The feeling of recovery is 50%. 】

From the long-lost sound of the system, I can't help but let the dust fall into tears.

"Drip and whistle -" The voice of the police car passed into their ears.

It’s really time for this police officer to come...

They controlled the man with the knife, but he was handcuffed but he was full of tears.

I saw him take two steps. Looking back, I looked at Luo and asked: "Do you say that my daughter will be reincarnation?"

His voice is no longer suffocating, and it is probably a question of a bleak father like a prayer.

"Of course." Luo squinted his eyes and whispered slowly, "This is called the call of love."

"Love...the summoning..."

"If one day, she will return to the world, you will feel it."

Those who can be dragged by love letters are generally lucky to be cared for.