Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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“Praying for the country?” Luo dusted his eyes slightly, and his mouth outlined a very cold smile: “Is there still a country to pray?”

The cold wind whistling, she said with such a sneer.

Song Zhizhi understood the meaning of her words, but she did not want to admit it.

She has to stand in this position forever, never leave. Her day is the queen of the praying country, then the whole generation is the queen of the praying country.

The next second, just listening to the ‘哐’, the gate was opened.

Praying the night step by step slowly came out, he was alone, there was no entourage beside him, but the feeling of giving people was a arrogance.

This may be the last pride of praying for the night. He wants a person to walk towards her in this snowy snow.

Even if he knew that there was always someone else around her.

He also knows that that person is the king of Rongguo - Rong Jing.

But he and her side must see this. He has too much time with her in this life, but he does not cherish it.

Whether it is the time of meeting or the time of speaking, it is always separated by a distant distance.

Why is this all?

Luo Ding did not hide, the phoenix dance sword is still in the hand, the eyebrows are full of indifference.

At this moment, she waited for a long time.

When it really comes, the depths of the heart are as calm as the same lake, without the slightest ups and downs.

"You are still alive, it's good." The night stood in front of him, and there was a slight tremor in the deep voice.

In fact, it is very clear in the heart of the night, how important this person is, but he is unwilling to admit it.

Because he grew up, he told himself that the country of the great praying country is what he should get the most.

Everything else can be sacrificed.

Who is no exception.

But when he really knew that she was missing in the dead city, her heart was incomparably flustered.

It is necessary to see people, and to see the dead. This is the order he gave to the dark guards who belonged to him.

But he is very scared, if he really sees a corpse, what should he do?

The memories of those years have come to the fore in this moment. Fortunately, she is still alive. Fortunately, she is praying for the country, and she is no longer a princess who prays for the country.

The man who has the highest rights in the country, followed closely behind her step by step.

The hidden weapon in the hand is constantly adjusted to the best position, and it is always protected.

After all, she became a queen, just not his queen.

In the snow and snow, Luo Dip's mouth outlines a very cold smile: "Is this news alive for the praying king should not be a bad news?"

Perhaps it was because her voice was too ridiculous, perhaps because her voice was too cold.

After hearing this sentence, I felt that my back was stiff and my heart was pumping a bit. Some pain.

Her words are sharp, but it is such a fact.

He has been consuming her life for a long time, using her wreckage to seek benefits for herself once and for all.

But he still fears her, afraid of the 300,000 tigers in her hands.

"Dust..." prayed for a night and gently called her name: "Have you ever hated me?"

"Ha ha--"

Almost a moment of praying for the night, Luo Ding gave a sneer.

"Hate? In my life, only one person with enough weight can afford this word." Luo is so cold and cold, his mouth outlines a faint smile: "You are not worthy."

I prayed for a night, and for a long time said: "You really changed a lot..."