Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"It turned out to be like this--" he smiled bitterly, his tone a little helpless. But I think there is a silent protection of her, but there is some peace of mind.

In fact, he is such a person, likes her, likes to accompany her silently, likes to watch her happy.

This may be the most important thing for her, but if someone appears to protect her better than him, it may be a happy thing for him.

"But why doesn't he appear?" Luo smashed his lips, his eyes whispered and whispered: "Is it 50% good enough to make him appear?"

"What... how good is it?"

"Nothing." Luo shook his head and shook his head. "I have a way to make him appear."

In the evening, Luo Dingchen made enough preparations and planned to force the night to appear.

At midnight, Yizhuang.

For the underworld, the night is the heaviest. And Yizhuang is a place where ghosts and undead are gathered for many years.

Feng Linger will definitely stay here.

She brought three candles, each on the southeast, and the remaining one was in her own hands.

There are rumors in the folks, people light candles, ghosts blow lights.

As soon as the candle is extinguished, there is a ghost around.

What is the night of the ink night, staying with her for so long, protecting her safety, but did not let her know.

That proves that only in the most dangerous places, there is a way to let him show up.

Yizhuang.

It is dark and dark all around, and it is cold and humid all year round, and the air is filled with stench.

It seems that I can still hear the sound of the water of the drip, and it is too far and near.

The candle in her hand only illuminates the faint candlelight, and every step of the way, it seems that the candlelight is darker.

Until now, the most central position in Yizhuang, a gust of wind blowing, the two candles placed on the ground quickly extinguished.

Only a glimpse of her hand can barely support the faint light.

The fire of the candle made a sound of ‘啪啪啪啪’, and there was a clear mourning.

She looked in the direction of the sound, a black and mellow **** flesh beside the coffin not far away.

Luo smashed his eyes, and the exquisite ring on the ring finger of his right hand waited for the call.

She wants to show up at night, but it doesn't mean she will make fun of her life.

The man has not been successful in the strategy, how can she die!

I saw her half-squinting and looked at the ugly Fenglinger: "Look at it, you still look good when you are a man, the most ghost is... too ugly-"

"You shut up -" The terrible figure trembled in the distance, screaming with a ethereal and bleak voice: "You are not qualified to talk to me like this."

Her appearance was even more terrible. The two beads fell directly to the half, and the dark red blood flowed out of the mouth.

"Oh? I am a human being, you are just a ghost of homelessness." Luo shrugged and shrugged and shouted: "You can't fight me when you are a man, not to mention a ghost."

"Ah, ah--" I saw her screaming in the sky: "You are you, killing me is you!"

She is dead and as painful as she is dead. The kind of person who looks at each inch of the whole body and bullies melts into blood.

She wants to call for help, but she can't speak. She can't stand up and climb only step by step.

Climbing is slow, but blood is flowing very fast.

She is very painful and painful. This death is the biggest torture in the world.

So at the moment of death, her soul was filled with resentment and turned into a ghost.

In her opinion, the person who killed her must be Luo Ding, it can't be other people!