Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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This trip to life and death, from the moment of the road, began to become different.

Due to the relationship between the sword and the spirit of the sword, the ink-and-white words are a half-day trip away from the Jinfeng.

Yan Ruo Yao stood on the sword of Jin Feng, which is a constant urging.

"If Yao, you and I will use all the spiritual power, it is impossible to catch up with the white words, do you understand?" From the Jinfeng will only feel a little bit of sweat on his forehead. Even Yu Jian’s hand was slightly trembling.

“Uh huh?” Yan Ruo Yao sneaked a sigh: “It seems that the gap between the first and third of the hangover is not a big one.”

The woman who took away her love for a hundred years, why she finally will belong to her own robbed back. The little monster found a new backing in March.

Moreover, there is still no one who can be approached.

Whether she is born or her identity, she does not know how many times she is stronger than the little demon.

The kind of monster that has been cultivated for a hundred years, what qualifications are comparable to her!

From the news, I did not answer any of her words. Instead, he took the sword and flew in the direction of the first stop.

After arriving, it was already three o'clock in the middle of the night, and almost everyone in the inn slept.

Only Xiao Er arranged the room for them, saying that in the evening, a son named Mo had already booked a room for them.

Since he only had two rooms when booking, he only left one for them.

A glimpse of the golden wind, the first reaction is not to have a room with Yan Ruo Yao.

But the white words and her...

At the same time, in a chic room.

Luo Ding dust lying on the bed and flipping over and over how can not sleep, the bright moonlight outside the window shines on her white cheeks, the air is filled with a touch of cherry blossoms.

She didn't know that the white-and-white meditation not far from her was more flustered than her.

"White words, are you sleeping?" Her little brows moved, and her voice was clear and quiet in the still air.

For a long time, he slowly began to say: "What happened?"

I saw that she touched the three tips in the sleeves, and some doubts asked: "When are you giving me three tips, when do I want to open?"

"The blue spiritual power that appears in the seal disappears, and it can be opened." His tone was filled with a touch of emotion.

Luo fell into the dust and heard that I don’t know why there is a feeling of panic in my heart. Only by dying to catch these three tips can we give her peace of mind.

Early the next morning, when they set off, they discovered that the Jinfeng had already taken the lead at an hour.

"Listen to the second child, they arrived very late last night, how come so early today." Luo Dust stood on the floating sword, asked inexplicably.

Ink and white resigned, faintly said: "The heart of victory."

As soon as the voice fell, he flew in the other direction. Change the original direction and fly along the snowy mountains.

This is the legendary snow mountain, living with snow females and some lower spirits.

It is worth mentioning that this mountain is very high. If it is not the top sword, it is impossible to fly.

After all, the sword that has been around for a long time wants 90 degrees vertical, and the temperature of the snowy mountain is very low. The average wizard is likely to fall from the sword due to lack of physical strength.

That is, there is no bones.

However, that is just an ordinary wizard. A great **** like Mo Bai, flying over the snowy mountain is just like the parallel of the fly.

He used the guardian world to protect Luo's dust, and then he flew straight through the snowy mountains.

Just standing on the top of the mountain, he stopped and the floating sword slowly landed.

Luo dusted up slightly and looked at the scene in front of him, and was surprised to say nothing.