Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Crossing the Seven Dynasties, crossing the Seven Dynasties, crossing the Seven Dynasties -

Luo Dian meditation three times his name in the heart, and this man finally appeared for the first time after she came to this plane.

No, maybe it should be said that they met for the first time.

He has a gold robe, Jin Ding Guan Yu, and his hands are full of the momentum of the Prince.

"Chun children--" The cold side of the moon passed slowly and said: "This is something between me and Luo girl, you don't have to step in."

She is a very principled person, right is right, wrong is wrong. Yes and no, there is already a pole scale in my heart.

"Well! The sister said everything is right." The seven-year-old dynasty fell on the dust of the dust, watching her ignorant scorpion can not help but have some doubts.

I have known Luo for so many years, and I have seen her eyes so indifferent.

It seems that the pain of killing the door can really make a person grow up.

It is a pity that he has the kind of person he wants to get. The life and death of other people is not important to him.

The next second, the moon's cold autumn swords looked at Luo Dingdao: "Luo girl loves any weapon can go to the theater in the East Palace to pick."

"No," Luo faintly lifted his voice, and his tone was cold and indifferent: "I only have one request."

"Please say." The moon was cold and clear, and it was cold and sloppy, and it also had some doubts.

Such a dust is very different from what she has seen before. She knows that her martial arts are above her.

But the **** sea is deep and hateful, and there is a reason to regress.

"If I win, I will take the dumb slave."

"The next time people's things are this, the East Palace's gimmicks are wrong. I will let the dumb slaves leave regardless of success or failure."

Luo Ding did not answer, slowly squatted down, slightly looked at the injury of the dumb slave, and asked with concern: "Can you hold it?"

"Oh...hey..." The dumb slave pulled her sleeves tightly and made a sound.

This time he didn't dance, but Luo was completely aware of what he meant.

He didn't want her to fight, let alone let her go to death.

"Reassured -" Luo Ding Qing Qing smiled and said: "I promised my nine-year-old brother, I will not die."

The sound fell, she slowly got up, picking up a branch from the side, looking at the moon and cold: "moon girl, please -"

From the moment she crouched down, she crossed her eyes and squinted her eyes and completely fell on her.

She really became very different. It was hatred that blinded her heart, or it was too big for her to break the door.

Such a dusty dust gives him a feeling similar to that of the first time when he sees the moon cold.

That kind of pride, that kind of unyielding.

Inexplicably, she became more attractive after the transformation.

"You use this to play with me?" The cold tone of the month is very doubtful, and there is a feeling that the other party has lightly looked at himself.

"enough."

I saw that the moon was cold and half-squinted, and the thin lips were light and snarled: "That wouldn't blame me for being indifferent."

As soon as the voice fell, she held the autumn frost sword and attacked it with a small light. In the eyes of Luo Dust, her swordsmanship is really not very good.

Compared with the heroes on the rivers and lakes, even the swords of the nine heavens are even less than one percent of them.

Between the electric and the Flint, she flashed two steps and flicked sideways. She grabbed the autumn frost sword in her hand between her right hand and gently tapped her hand on her chest.

There is no internal force, but the inertia still makes her fall to the ground.

The next second, she faintly raised the autumn frost sword, facing her neck: "You lost."

The sound fell, only listening to ‘哐当’, she released the autumn frost sword, turned and helped the dumb slave, want to leave.