Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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That night, Luo Dian and Li Jiusheng talked for a long time.

Regarding their past and present life, when crossing the nine students, they will always shake God a little.

Luo screamed and asked: "What is Jiusheng’s brother thinking?"

Du Jiusheng was a little silent, and there was a shimmering shimmer in the deep scorpion: "I was thinking, if there is a story in the future, how good it should be."

"Unfortunately..." Luo Dust pulled out a helpless smile: "Their story is not later."

"Sorry." Du Jiusheng's voice was a little low, and his eyes had shallow dark awns, but under the dim candlelight, Luo Dingchen couldn't see it.

"Nine fathers don't have to be sorry, in fact, the boy may be more sad than me." Luo Dust gently plunged into his arms and said: "At least those who are happy or sad in the past, whether it is happiness or sadness, I remember ""

She paused and continued: "But he forgot."

"There is a contradiction in the words of dust." Du Jiusheng gently took her waist and said, after she fell a kiss in her eyebrows: "Since he remembers nothing, why is it sad?"

"Because--" Luo Ding slightly raised his hand and stretched his tight eyebrows: "I see sadness from the eyebrows of the teenager."

Du Jiusheng closed his eyes and closed his eyes. I don't know what I was thinking, maybe it was the mist in the eyebrows, and the faint bleakness.

"Yeah." Du Jiusheng's thin lips scorned and hugged her tightly: "You are right, the boy is very sad, he wants to be with you than anyone else."

Luo Dian did not know why the feeling of crossing her nine life gave her so much sadness, perhaps because their previous stories were too touching, or perhaps because he was about to go to the battlefield with the army.

I don’t know when it’s time to meet again, I don’t even know if it’s life or death.

She closed her eyes and smelled the familiar taste of him, sinking into a dream.

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On the day when Du Jiusheng set off with the army, the snow country did not snow.

This is the dust that came to the world, and the snow country did not snow for the first time.

He was dressed in white, standing in front of the crowd, especially dazzling.

Luo dusted on the wall and looked at his back. His horse took a few steps and seemed to stop again.

I don't know if I have followed the master for a long time, I can feel the disappointment in my heart.

So, one step back and three.

Later, on countless days and nights, she would think that if she did not care about your life and death, and then followed him all the time, perhaps there would be no later events.

But... these are all words...

After crossing the nine students, she wrote her letters almost every two days. Most of them described the scenery on the road and missed her mood.

There is a letter in it, and Luo Dingchen remembers it very clearly.

‘For the first time, I felt the unexpected weather in the snow country. The sun shone and it felt very warm. If you are around, how good I am, I think, I should bring you. ─——渡九生

Perhaps it is because Du Jiusheng has been staying in the snow country since he was a child, and he has never seen the time outside.

In the beautiful snow scene, watching too much will be greasy.

Occasionally see different scenery, different people, will pay more attention to some.

Some people have a quick glance, and some people are always on the mind.

The strength of the snow country and the Western Region is comparable, and the attacking party must be more disadvantaged.

Therefore, when they arrived at the border and started camping, Du Jiusheng rarely sent him a letter.