Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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After saying this, Luo Dingchen is thinking about what has not yet waited for the old man to respond, she already knows the reason.

Leng Qingfeng has the ability to predict a short-term future, so he knows that someone will come to assassinate her.

"Looking at the girl's expression does not seem to be told by the old age, already know." The old man chuckled: "Cold Wang worried that the desperate commander was on the road, so he was sent to protect."

"But..." Luo smashed his lips, and although he still had doubts in his heart, he did not ask for an exit, but asked another question.

"So how do I call my predecessors?"

The other side stunned and immediately squinted: "No name."

......

It’s really... strange old man’s name is so strange...

Luo did not say much, but shrugged his shoulders: "So the next unknown predecessor will walk with me?"

"It is true that this is true." No name said: "But it is also possible that the road is calm and does not need to use the old place."

"That would be the words of the predecessors."

After the departure of the moment, the small night was gone.

I want to come too. Little night is not a fool. Those moments that are revealed at the moment are equal to the loss.

Moreover, those toxic pastries are prepared by her, and it is not possible to shirk their responsibilities.

Luo Dian first looked at her escorted her confidant, although they had a sweat medicine, but there is no danger to life.

I always feel that the next road is a trouble even with them. Fortunately, I left the Longmen Inn and went to Beiliang with my unknown predecessors overnight.

Although they didn't have much communication along the way, there were occasional exchanges.

For example, this month's star-studded night, they watched the quiet lake while roasting the game.

"I heard that the king of Yueguo is very good to you, so it seems to be as rumored." The nameless light coughed two channels: "He sent his personal bodyguard to protect you from the north."

"Anonymous predecessors only saw the surface, but did not see the inside." Luo slammed the corner of the mouth and outlined a faint sigh of coldness: "Some people's good will be placed on the surface, in fact, his heart has a lot of things, those things have long made this kind of thing The so-called good has become a way of using."

The nameless glimpse does not seem to fully understand what Luo said, but after a long time: "This love of the world is the most unpredictable thing."

"Listen to the predecessor's tone is not to believe in love?" Luo Dust in the dust with a glimmer of light, suddenly interested.

I want to live so old, but now I am alone and become a national teacher of Beiliang. This life must have experienced many shortcomings and stories of outsiders.

"I never believed in the wind and snow." For a long time, his nephew flashed a glimmer of light and looked at the moon in the sky: "So I have to prove that those things do not exist."

What is the wind, what snow month, those who say nothing but the poet's delusion.

More specifically, it should be the desire of the heart to be faint.

"So you prove it for a lifetime?" Luo Ding turned the branches in his hand and handed him the roasted pheasant: "So the final conclusion is the same as you think?"

The nameless smashed, and took the pheasant in the hands of Luo Ding, seemingly hesitating for a second before saying: "Maybe... the same."

He didn't know why he would hesitate at this moment, maybe the pheasant in his hand was too fragrant, maybe a face under the moonlight was too good-looking.