Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Then they walked out of the Moon Palace, and the wind stopped.

Luo dusted a look at his right hand, and the blood on it was a little sticky.

Murong Nan grabbed her and ran quickly, until she arrived at the Royal Garden.

"Scared me!" He patted his chest and said: "Although I don't believe that there is such a thing in the world, the dormitory was just unlucky! I will not accompany you in the future. Don't come."

Luo’s original relaxed face sank down and gently rubbed his eyebrows: “Maybe there is still.”

It is not only the world of the Destiny, but it is not surprising that it exists in some things. Moreover, when she was in the Yuehua Hall, she had already confirmed this with her own eyes.

Outside the window, standing is the soul of Feng Linger, who is blood and carrion.

Her eyes fell on her eyes and stared at her, trying to make her fear. But she smiled lightly, without any fear.

"Taro, you... what did you say?" Murong Nan apparently did not shake her eyes, looking at her incredulously.

Luo Dust's face is dignified: "The soul of the ghost."

"This world is really... really a ghost?"

"There is a ghost in the place where there is a destiny." Luo Dust nodded and said: "It’s just a little difficult to do."

The destiny master predicts the future and connects the two circles of yin and yang. This kind of thing, such as ghosts, may exist in any plane, whether it is visible or invisible.

"You mean Fengfeng Fengfengfeng...Feng Linger becomes a devil?" When Murong Nan said this sentence, he was not enough!

It seems that he is really afraid of the things in the yin world.

In fact, for Luo Dust, she is not afraid. After all, this kind of thing is not strange, but I don't know how much she can bear.

As it turned out, she underestimated the Feng Linger.

Because in the next month, she has had seven accidents in succession, and each accident is just right.

"Shantou, it seems that the Fenglinger is looking for you!" Murongnan looked at her very worriedly: "Although every time I just have a good time, but I want to harm you, it is better to find a Maoshan Taoist. Exorcise the ghost!"

Luo dusted his eyes and squinted, his eyes flashed a faint doubt.

For a long time, she actually smiled and said: "You never left..."

"Ah? You said who has not left?"

"It's not that I am lucky. It's not that I am lucky to go down from the first pot and then to the fire." She licked her lips and flashed a faint stream of light in the clear throat. : "Because the ink night."

The letter seems to be screening, but if you read it carefully, you will find the clue.

He is a destiny teacher, naturally knowing that Feng Linger will become a devil after he died, so he said that he would leave her.

In fact, it is just another way to protect her in the dark, so every time it is thrilling, it can be saved.

"Ink...Is the ink-night son not leaving early?" Murong Nan's eyebrows were cold, and she looked at her slightly tearful eyes, but it was not a taste.

He thought that there was hope for him to leave the night, but even if she was with her every day, she seemed to only regard him as a good friend.

But he still insists, I believe this sincerely, the stone is open.

But at this moment, looking at her eyes, Murong Nan seems to suddenly understand that those who have already filled the ink in the heart of the night, in any case will not fall in love with him.