Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Luo sighed lightly and sighed: "There is no way, the Liao people have strong strength, and it is not easy for the Mexican country to resist it."

In the memory of the original Lord, there are more or less such memories.

The prefects and adults were often worried about the rise and fall of the country, but they did not think of the official court of his heart that killed the sixty-six people of his family.

"Go! Take you to buy clothes first, then go to dinner." Du Jiusheng glanced at her wearing a brocade dress: "If you wear this, you really have the appearance of the North Cold Palace master!"

"Yes, right?" Luo slammed his eyes and smiled: "Is there a special potential for the nine kings!"

This time, Du Jiusheng did not seem to hesitate, but looked at her nephew carefully and with a thin lips: "Well."

"what?"

Luo smashed a bit, and did not think that Du Jiusheng would tell her a ‘um’!

Although there is only a simple word, but whether it is for him or Luo, it can make their own inner depths surge.

"Ang -" Luo dust bite the bite: "I, I, I want to eat candied fruit!"

"Buy." Du Jiusheng faintly smiled: "I want to buy anything to buy."

From the last night to talk to the wine chief, he has been very clear. Since those who are lingering in his heart are not able to hide, they will accept it all!

He felt so miserable in his heart that he was even more reluctant to escape.

Luo smashed his lips and listened to the words of Du Jiusheng. He smiled and opened his heart.

I saw her sweet and smiled: "The nine brothers are the best in the world!"

After two hours, she was full of food and walked all the way, and she was the clothes she had chosen.

Luo Dian may never know, after Xia Rou’s death, this is the happiest day for Du Jiusheng.

It is a kind of joy that comes from the bottom of my heart and cannot be resisted.

"Fortune teller, fortune-telling--" The voice of the street warlocks passed to her ears.

She did not care that the left ear went into the right ear and walked over. I don’t know that the fortune teller directly grabbed her sleeves: "Girl, count it!"

Du Jiusheng frowned, and hurriedly stopped in front of her, watching the fortune-telling: "If you want to move your hands, don't blame me."

"The son is angry, the son is angry -" The fortune teller immediately said: "Online route to Moan City, see the girl looks different, it is better to look at the situation, to solve the fortune."

Luo dusted the side and looked at the fortune teller. There are a few big characters written on it: Xiao Chong Bu Yu, ten articles and one glimpse. Knowing the past, knowing the future.

"Nothing, just a glimpse!" Luo Dust gently pulled the sleeves of Ladu Jiusheng: "I want to see if he is not spiritual."

"Girl please sit down." Xiao Chong wrote her birth after the eight characters: "Upper yang under the yin, before the shun back. The girl must be like a mirror, carefully look at everything in front of the eyes. Otherwise ... will lose most Important person."

Luo Dust consciously whispered, and there was a feeling of breathing.

The children next to them laughed and said: "Mr. Fortune teller, how do you say this to everyone! Hey, then let them take the money to break the money and hahaha!"

"The rivers and lakes warlocks, full of nonsense." Du Jiusheng left ten money, gently pick up the dusty wrists: "Let's go!"

Listening to the words of the child beside her, her heart is quite stable.

I don’t know how far it’s gone, Xiao Chong shouted: “The moonlight is like a hook, it’s like a slap; the silk is like a buckle, and the heart is like a mirror.”