Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"I don't want to know." Luo Dust almost responded in seconds, and then said: "If nothing happens, I will hang up."

The sound fell, she was not waiting for Jin Rongfeng to open her mouth and hang up the phone directly.

Throughout the afternoon, she was looking for something about six hundred years ago, which was a time of Shang Dynasty.

And then, coincidentally, there is indeed a person called Jin Rongfeng. This is described in the ancient book: Demeanor, juvenile success.

There are very few rumors about the name of Jin Rongfeng. I only know that he was a high school champion when he was fifteen years old. After that, he didn’t know why he was being copied for a reason...

"Ah, how could this be, how could this be..."

Just as Luo was immersed in meditation, there was a tumultuous voice next door. At the moment of opening the door, I saw the big hurried next door pressing the elevator.

Luo dusted and frowned and asked: "What are you doing?"

"My daughter and my granddaughter had a car accident at high speed... I... I..." When she said that her voice was almost completely swallowed.

With a trembling gasping, kept rubbing his feet.

Luo can't help but think of the picture I saw last night, the scene where the little girl fell in a pool of blood. In the end, it was not saved.

Some of hers don’t know what they should say. The most important thing to say at this time is ‘Don’t worry’, ‘It’s okay’...

However, in the case that she already knew that the little girl was going to die, she really couldn’t say it.

“叮咚—” The elevator door slowly opened.

After all, Luo said that he said: "Be careful on the road, everything will be..."

Her words have not been finished, and her eyes fell on the people who just came out of the elevator.

I saw him in a dark red coat, the ruby ​​earrings on the right ear glittered, the right hand of a bottle of red wine, the corner of his mouth outlined a sinister smile.

Luo Ding gently rubbed his eyebrows, slowly put his hands in his pocket.

Although I don't know why, I always feel that in the department store that day, Jin Rongfeng is very deliberately shaking hands with her.

There must be a reason, you must shake hands.

"It seems that your ability has not changed with that year." Jin Rongfeng shook his red wine and stepped forward to her: "A long time, don't reunite, can you have a good drink? Oh, no, you should not remember me!"

In fact, her heart at the moment is very confused. Not because of how powerful the other is, but because she knows nothing about her past grievances.

"Sorry." She squinted and couldn't see a slight emotion on her face. She said indifferently between her eyebrows: "I have to go to work tonight, I am afraid there is no time."

I took a look at the phone, at 7:30 in the evening, and now I am going to the library for exactly half an hour.

Although this is not an excuse to deliberately find, it is also a reason for justifiable.

As everyone knows, Jin Rongfeng did not want to leave. He wiped the house from her side and stopped in front of her house. The right hand was gently lifted, and the door that was originally closed by her was opened instantly.

Somehow, she felt that even the surrounding air had a dangerous atmosphere.

But she must be calmer than ever. Because she has no power, no system, nothing to compete with the people in front of him.

She is like a **** who falls into the dust and robs. How can ordinary people's abilities be defeated by the undead, and it is still a six hundred years of grievance.