Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"What about my death?" Luo sneered a sneer: "You can't kill me when you are born, not to mention an ugly ghost."

“咻咻咻——” Only for a moment, the entire Yizhuang began to shake sharply.

The purpose of Luo Dust is to anger Feng Linger, she succeeded.

There was a burst of green light smoke around, and the dry hand stretched out of the coffin.

Luo smashed his eyes and did not feel scared. It was a bit disgusting.

"Ghosts kill people, they are righteousness-"

Feng Linger’s voice fell, and Luo Ding felt that a feeling of oppression followed.

She is extremely fast, reaching out to the dark hand to take her life.

And Luo Dust stood in the same place, half a minute did not move.

She is waiting, and the danger is waiting for the appearance of the boy.

Until, Feng Linger rushed to her moment.

She felt that her body was light and fell into a warm embrace.

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How long... I have never embraced her.

In fact, he misses her hug more than anyone else, misses her breath, and misses her clear eyes!

As a destiny teacher, sometimes he can't do whatever he wants.

It is because he knows too much, so he is no longer qualified to be near her.

But what he didn't think was... she would come alone in such a dangerous place late at night.

She is not clearly guessed, has Feng Linger become a ghost?

Why, why come.

Luo Dian did not look back, but the familiar arms let her know that the person who protects her must be the ink night.

"It seems that my shackles are risky and valuable!" Luo slammed his lips and turned his sigh: "You still appear."

"What stupid thing!" He frowned, and then he was still cold, with a reproachful tone: "It's dangerous to know!"

He never thought she would put herself in such a dangerous situation because he was allowed to appear...

"Ink night, ink night, ink night..." Feng Linger heard his voice, and the original ethereal and sharp voice became soft.

Although it sounds very uncomfortable, I can feel that she has used all the feelings to shout these words.

"It's me--" The sound of the night is cold and cold.

Even colder than the Yizhuang filled with ghosts.

"Why are you saving her, you look at me... I am like what I have..." I saw Fenglinger changing her hand and touching her face, then biting her teeth: "It's all her, she is **** me. In the night, revenge for me, revenge for me-"

Feng Linger’s mood is very excited, and the temperature of the whole Yizhuang has dropped to below zero.

Luo Dust smashed his eyebrows and prepared for the battle at any time.

"What reason does she have to kill you?" Ink night sighed and said: "She has no deep hatred between her and you."

"How could it be?" Feng Linger said: "She yells at me! You are good to me, you give me wine, you love me but don't love her! In the night, don't be fooled by her. ”

"She never needs to marry me to give you wine." The ink night looked coldly at Feng Linger: "Because that is not ordinary wine at all."

"What?" Feng Linger stunned, and the falling eyes showed a hint of fear.

The next second, the ink night did not bring any emotions to say: "Because that is poisonous wine. The person who killed you is not her, but me."