Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Worry-free words can also be used to remind Luo Ding, she is now in this way can not enter the city.

Now that I have spent the night of the robbery, it should be very powerful...

"Okay." She nodded. "I promised to inherit your clothes, but what do you mean by the big limit!"

"People are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than..."

"You said when you will die!" Luo looked at him with helplessness and said: "It won't be what a hundred years later..."

"Of course not!" No worries, looking at her with an angry look: "How can you curse me after a hundred years of death! I want to live for hundreds of years..."

"So?" Luo Ding picked up the pick and waited for his words.

"This limit depends on people's mood, and changes in the development of things!" No worries reveal a faint smile: "It must not be considered very accurate, maybe decades, maybe hundreds of years!"

"..."

Luo Dust is never known at this moment, and a blood-hunter who practices as a worry-free can accurately calculate his own limit.

He did, life is not long.

In the next six months, Luo Dianchen has followed the technique of worry-free practice and fully understand all the vulnerabilities of the vampire.

The biggest weakness of vampires is the fear of fire, so the burning of fire charms is a deadly thing for those vampires of lower ranks.

And she does have a lot of talent as she said.

In half a year, she learned his 80% ability.

"Sure enough, I am a worry-free person." No worries, he said: "Very good, you can already be a teacher."

He handed her a crescent mask and a blood-staining bell to her. "These two things are treated as a ceremony. I know that you will definitely go and find him. The right and wrong, be careful."

Luo dusted his head and nodded. The next second went straight down and slammed his head: "Master-"

"Well--oh!" He pulled her up and said: "Some things the master has not told you all, after all, the secret can not be revealed. Otherwise, after going to hell, the master still wants to be a **** in the sky!"

"The master's limit must be a few hundred years later, don't worry." Luo Dust put the crescent mask on his face and said: "In fact, there is no relationship with this mask... Anyway, he doesn't know me!"

Every time I think about this, her eyes will be unconsciously red. Although she kept telling herself that he didn't want to forget it, he didn't want to, it was his catastrophe.

However, when I think of it, there is a pain in my heart.

Say goodbye to worry-free, she embarked on the road to the city that never sleeps. She probably knew that this was a no return, but when it came, it was safe.

What surprised her was that when she passed through the city, she discovered that the city had become a dead city.

The three poles of Rishan, the whole city was smog, showing a scent of scent.

Luo dusted the dust and looked at it step by step.

"Hey--" A long arrow whizzed from a distance.

As soon as her right hand was lifted, the arrow broke into two halves. In the next second, she jumped to the second floor of the Drunken House.

"Don't **** me, don't **** me, don't **** me..." A man dressed in a shopkeeper suddenly crouched down and hugged his head, shouting in trembling.

"Don't **** me, let me **** and **** me! Let me go to my husband and my children..." The next second, a woman dressed up rushed to grab her foot, the duo shouted...