Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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All the way forward, walk through the Imperial Garden and walk past the fork.

It wasn’t until they stood at their respective intersections that Luo Ding’s dust swayed and stopped and shouted: “Jiusheng’s brother—”

Du Jiusheng did not look back, and did not stop, but took her hand and strode toward the North Cold Palace.

Until now, at the entrance of the North Han Palace, Luo Ding really did not hold back his lip: "Why are you ignoring me?"

The next second, I saw that Jiu Jisheng suddenly turned around, and the right hand received her into her arms.

Desperate... hug tightly.

"Jiusheng's brother..." She shuddered, and at this moment she was somewhat unconsciously red-eyed.

The heavy snow is still under, and one of her hearts is still unable to settle down.

Somehow, this scene made her feel particularly sad.

Du Jiusheng did not respond to her from beginning to end. Luo Dingfeng gasped and gasped: "You will be afraid of you."

"I will be scared." His voice was heavy, and the coolness of the water was introduced into her eardrum with a tremor.

For so many years, after the death of the soft-hearted maiden, he has long been heartless.

Those accumulated forces and intelligence are not for the purpose of getting what, but for the sake of being harmed by others, they can have a counterattack.

But now, there is a lot of dust around him, and everything is different.

He must have a complete plan, no matter how dangerous or framed, he must save her life.

Therefore, when he saw the moment he was going to kill the sword, he felt that his heart had to stop.

Fear and panic that have never been seen have spread from the bottom of my heart.

"You... I..." Luo whispered to the mouth and suddenly choked intermittently.

What she wants to say is --

What are you afraid of, I am afraid of it?

I don't know how long it took, only to know that his suffocating hug gradually loosened, and she only shook God, and his hand was hurt.

"Your injury?" Luo dust immediately jumped out of his arms, and found that the place where the wound was faint was too bleeding.

"Oh--" The dumb slave has taken the medicine box over and there is a layer of faint ash on it.

This medicine box is in the North Cold Palace, and it has probably not been used for a long time.

"I don't get in the way." Du Jiusheng shook his head gently: "It's you, how is it to win the month, I heard that she is the person of Sanqingshan, the strongest martial artist."

He probably knows some things about His Royal Highness, although it is not comprehensive, but he also knows that he is in love with a river.

"I..." Luo smashed his lips and said: "I am amazing!"

"How powerful?" Du Jiusheng did not see the scene where she defeated the cold moon, so she always had doubts in her heart.

She used to be a master of money, how to defeat the people of Sanqingshan.

"Oh, don't say this first." Luo dusted and waved to the side of the dumb slave: "Go into the house! Give me the medicine box, I will help you both."

If the light surface must be more serious than the nine injured, the autumn frost sword can be regarded as a good sword.

Du Jiusheng's strength to hold it is too big, almost pitiful bones, the flesh is separated.

But fortunately, there is only one injury, although it does not affect the activity.

I just don't know if it will affect him in the future. After all, it is very likely to hurt the nerves.

As for the dumb slaves -

He hurts more than the imaginary dust, the most serious of which is the right leg, the fracture is quite powerful.

Luo Dust simply looked at it, and his eyebrows whispered: "Although the bone is applied to the medicine, it can be placed in a special position, which may affect the future walking."