Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Liang Yu raised his hands and raised his palm with a relaxed and happy.

In the next second, when he saw the words of Yi, his whole person seemed to be hit by a lightning, and the applause stopped.

Yi was wearing a white suit, and the light of the maroon hair was particularly dazzling.

But what makes Liang Yu fear is the glare of his hair, but his face...

The face that is exactly the same as Murong’s words, even the identity is exactly the same...

He was a prince in the country, and he was a prince in this world.

"What's wrong?" Agent Martha saw his face pale and confused. He asked: "Do you still know the prince?"

"No...Impossible." Liang Yu's thin lips and light teeth, took a deep breath: "Impossible... absolutely impossible!"

why? Why is this happening? Is he a Murong resignation? Or just... it looks like a little bit.

It must have looked a bit like it... After all, he solved it even if it was dusty?

Liang Yu’s trembling hands took out the phone again, and after opening WeChat, I wanted to add the person back.

No matter how the information is sent, the other party does not respond.

In the next second, he dialed his phone directly, but the voice from the other end of the phone was -

"The call you have made has been turned off. Please try again later."

"Damn--" Liang Yu snorted, only to find that he could not do anything at all.

The sense of helplessness instantly rushed into his heart, and he turned to look for someone who was resonating.

However, he found that the person’s face was paler than paper, and his eyes widened, which was also an unbelievable look.

“Thank you for your interest in charity, and to pay attention to those children who are born without a superior family...” After the speech, Yi’s remarks said: “But the world is not black or white, and there are some things in the gray area that are not for everyone. knew."

In an instant, Yi’s words fell on Liang Yu’s body, with a faint smile on his lips: “The following video also invites Mr. Liang Yu from the audience to look carefully.”

Liang Yu swallowed the swallow, and even dared not breathe more breath.

He even had a hunch that he was going to die, but at the moment the video appeared, he still felt his heart screaming and madly jumping.

That videotape...not...isn't it already ruined by the original owner of the body?

Why, why it still appears here!

The surrounding talks were also introduced into his ears over and over again, and that was what he did not want to hear -

"Scorpio! The 18-line female star song Sakura turned out to be killed by Liang Yu..."

“Is it a traffic accident! No, this looks obviously not a traffic accident! It feels like it’s deliberately hit!”

"How could this be a traffic accident? Is it absolutely deliberate? The news was not reported when the song was dead."

......

"Not me, not me--" Liang Yu suddenly stood up and roared: "Really not me, the original man, the original owner of this body!"

The words he said were word by word, and the words of the Iraqi standing on the stage were all understandable. However, others do not understand.

"The recording below is a candid recording by the defense at the time." Yi’s eyes were filled with a confident look, and his lips were light and snarled: "The person who is punished should not be able to escape, and should not appear at a charity party. ""