Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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She blinked and slowly walked forward.

The purple-red line of the pulse has begun to spread, she can feel that her breathing has become so fast, and the heart is unconsciously accelerating.

"Southern clothing, I will save you." In just seven words, she said her purpose.

"Hey--" He gently opened the curtain and held his hand and looked at the woman in front of him.

In the opposite moment of the four eyes, the deep scorpion reveals a touch of emotion that is not human.

Her face was a little pale, but her lips were more like me. Sure enough, with this face of the country, you can do whatever you want.

Because she knows that he won't kill her.

"You don't have to show this expression, you have achieved your goal, right?" He was cold and swayed, with almost no temperature in his tone.

Now that he is a mortal person, she no longer needs to use this pale face to let her relax and be vigilant.

Once upon a time, there were so many hidden weapons in her body, poisonous needles, daggers, poisonous powder...

For what? But just to be able to take his life.

When she was injured, she was far more than hurt by her.

But he is still... not willing to kill him.

Once upon a time, she showed her expression again and again, that is, let her put her heart off.

Every time he knows, he still can't stand her looking at him.

"Yes, I have achieved my goal." She took a deep breath and her eyes fluttered.

There is a thin mist in the eyes of the people in front of you, revealing the domineering nature. The bright and white face reveals the cold and angular.

He looks good and feels better when he sees it. Especially the face carved like jade.

I really can't imagine that such a face, such an eye, will be closed forever after a month.

The surrounding air is too depressed, giving her a feeling of suffocation.

The sweat on the forehead is a little bit, and the venom in the body penetrates her body little by little.

"So you came to see if it’s dead, right?" He sneered and walked slowly. Stop in front of him. The slender fingertips lifted slightly, and a beautiful arc was drawn over her white cheeks. Thin lips and light teeth: "Reassured, soon die."

"I..." She bit her lip and heard an inexplicable heartache when she heard the words of Minnan.

It is not how much his sentence is determined, but the heartache for his heartache.

What kind of pain he bears is that he knows that there is a person beside him who wants him to die all the time.

But he can take her away from the crowd, facing the person who will kill her all the time, but he never hurt her.

Ming knew that she was setting the trap to take her as a bait and wanted him to die, but he still stood in front of her...

What kind of emotion is this, which can make a person's personality black and paranoid to this point.

Obviously, the love of the people is like a child, but regardless of the person in the heart of the confidant, it becomes a stunned image.

Such a southern clothes should not have such an ending.

"I regret it." She lifted her right hand and dropped it from her sleeve. Tian Zhidan handed him a message: "This is an antidote. If you eat it, you will not die."

"Oh..." He sneered, looking at the faint Luo Ding, and took the hand that had been crossed her cheek and slammed her neck. The bottom of her eyes was cold and the haze in her throat almost took her. Frozen. Looked at her and said: "Do you really think you will not kill you?"