Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Luo dusted his eyes and looked at him. He looked at the ghostly woman who was like a ghost in front of him. The mouth of his mouth raised a cold smile.

She has thin lips and light teeth, and said a faint word: "Impression control."

[叮 - Successfully exchange skills and mind control from the portable space. The mind control (only once) time is 24 hours. 】

I saw her brow whispering, and the bullet floating in the air reached her in an instant.

She raised her hand slightly and held the bullet in her hand.

Almost, the bullet passed through his head.

Almost, she couldn't save the boy who killed her.

It’s just a little bit worse. What Xia Qingge has done is really hurting her.

Unfortunately, she has no chance.

The next second, the time and space freeze ends.

There was a soft breathing in the air, and Xia Qing’s songs were retreating, and the brows were locked.

Didn't she shoot? How did nothing happen?

No matter, just shoot another shot!

“噔——” In an instant, the incandescent lamp in the room suddenly lit up, and every corner of the ward was clearly seen.

"How? The only way for Miss Xia to go to nowhere is to kill people?" Luo slammed coldly and looked at her coldly: "It’s exactly the same as before!"

In the plane of the original Lord, she was so fierce and cruel to kill her in the blood of the chaos, and never woke up.

Today, she not only wants to kill her, but also wants to bring Mu Huanian.

"You..." Only for a moment, Xia Qingge's face instantly brushed pale as paper, and she looked at the dust that came out of her eyes, and the right hand holding the revolver's palm kept shaking.

Impossible, how did she come in? How could she disappear from the abandoned dyeing factory out of thin air and come here! ?

No - impossible -

"I?" She looked at the eyes of Xia Qingge, and the corner of her mouth outlined a very light smile.

"You...you are hiding here in the morning. It’s right to pretend to be a ghost!" She quickly pointed the revolver at Luo’s dust, and the voice trembled and said: “It’s just right, five bullets, send you to the West!”

It’s really worth the effort to break through the shoes and shoes.

But why is her heart so trembled?

"Are you sure you have five bullets in your pistol?" Luo was so cold that the gas field was extremely powerful.

She was so casually leaning against the wall next to the window, the bright moonlight shining on her back, the evening breeze blowing, with a touch of cold that refused to be thousands of miles away.

"You... what do you mean?" Xia Qingge frowned, and the cold sweat fell.

Is her illusion just real, she really has shot one of the bullets, but the bullets have disappeared?

"Uh-huh--" Her brows froze, with a vague killing in the alum, slowly holding the bullet in her hand at the fingertips and watching Xia Qing’s song: "One of the bullets in your pistol is here."

Xia Qingge looked at the bullet in her hand, and the heart almost jumped to the mouth of the scorpion.

At this moment, the only thing she wants to do, there must be only one thing.

That is to move toward the dust -

shot!

"Luo Dust, whether you are pretending to be a ghost or a ghost of a ghost. Today, my summer songs have taken you a ghost, you can help me?" She screamed with a bite: "Go to hell!"

In an instant, Luo was scornful, and the revolver with only four bullets quickly changed direction before the trigger was pulled.

That gun violated Newton's law in this way, floating in the air without support, and facing the Xia Qing song.