Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Only for a moment, the window was sprinkled with a touch of faint light, and the air was filled with a touch of floral fragrance.

Originally planted in the hall pear tree, opened a few small flowers.

The petals slowly landed on her hair. He slowly raised his hand and took the petals down. She emphasized again: "Don't go out these days. If you see other pictures, be sure to tell me." ”

"Know the master!"

"Ok."

Somehow, when she wisely called his master, he had an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.

It seems to be declared before the world: she is his person, and she is not close.

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Thanks to the protection of Du Jiusheng and Yu Mu, plus she has been in the library for a few days, nothing has happened.

One night after three days, a big explosion occurred in the S city chemical plant, killing 31 people and injuring 157 people.

As a messenger of the hell, the nine students are naturally very busy, and at the same time there are a lot of undead, the night can not be around her.

He must leave for a while until these undead have a home.

Du Jiusheng delivered her to Lan Fan and told her not to leave the library in one step.

But that night, two typhoons swept the city of S, and heavy rain continued.

After eating the dinner in the room, Luo went to the bathroom and took a shower.

The water temperature is just right, and the air is filled with a touch of shower gel aroma.

As everyone knows, there was a scream of screams in the ear, and she found that she could not move.

The faucet is still flowing, and the original hot water suddenly becomes cold.

A little bit, close to zero.

"Blue Fan... Lan Fan--" Luo dusted his eyes and looked at the crisis almost in a flash.

The rain outside the window was too loud. She couldn’t hear it in the bedroom of her room.

The original foreseeable death was in her own room... Nearly zero water slowly passed over her neck, her chin, her mouth...

The bitter chill came to the bottom of my heart. She always felt that the brain was about to be paralyzed, and the body could not support it.

But her hand still can't move...

"Damn--" She bit her lip and keep herself awake.

The sustainable low temperature makes the scene in front of her face gradually blurred. I only felt the back slipping, and the whole person slammed down.

The cold water instantly poured into her mouth, nose, and ears...

The feeling of suffocation came to her like a tide, and she trembled and fell into the boundless darkness.

Only for a moment, the right palm of the hand turned out the blue and white light, reflecting the familiar word: life.

At the same time, the chemical plant.

A group of **** messengers took the nameplate and prepared to take the dead to leave the world.

At this time, Du Jiusheng’s heart was inexplicably trembled, and the right hand palm was filled with flickering light.

The word is looming...

Red Moon immediately noticed this scene and directly grabbed his arm and said: "You can't go now. If you miss the dead, the consequences are unimaginable."

She is very scared, afraid that he will leave his job because of the dust. As a **** messenger, if you lose the dead on the nameplate, you will be severely punished.

He...he can't do this stupid thing for the sake of Luo!

In the next second, Du Jiusheng handed the famous brand in his hand to the **** messenger standing beside him, and then his eyes fell coldly on the red moon: "I repeat, this is my own business."

The sound falls, and a pale blue smoke disappears at the door of the chemical plant.