Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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The blood corpse has fallen to the ground, and a head squirming, sulking in anger: "Stupid, you can't open the life and death. No half of the ability is to kill me, hahahahaha. —"

After that, it was a long laugh, and the strange laughter filled the entire life and death stage.

Luo Dian dust caught Murong Ming almost at the same moment, and the light shook and said: "How are you?"

He closed his eyes, his eyebrows scorned, his head shook his head faintly, his eyes fixed on the **** body of the cracked faint smile: "Are you sure?"

If you are destined to open the life and death stage today, if the most important person is destined to escape.

That's not as good as it ends here...

As soon as the voice fell, he took down the ghost ring on the left hand of Luo Ding, and his eyes were tenacious: "The heavens and the earth are open, and everything is chaotic. It is the robbery on the way, and the ghosts are in the sun. I am..."

"Murong Ming--" Luo Ding directly held the ghost ring with a lot of dark blue light, and his eyes were amazed: "You are crazy! You are not a righteous man, and you are doing the same thing with this ghost thing." !"

She only felt that the moment was extremely flustered in her heart, and there was a shallow mist in her throat. The appearance of her lips was particularly distressing.

Murong Ming looked at her so slyly, watching her clear throat with tears, looking at her close-eyed brows and looking worried.

At this moment, he suddenly felt. It seems that everything in this world is not important, as long as she is around, it seems... enough.

Her eyebrows are contemptuous, just when she can't help but close her eyes and tears -

Murong sighed with his right hand and slammed her eyes directly. The left hand took her waist and pulled her to her side. The thin lips with blood stained directly kissed her.

"I don't want you to cry, use mine." His voice fell, Luo Ding dust can clearly feel a touch of cold tears falling on the back of her hand.

That is the tears of Murong Ming...

The seven drops of sincere tears in the Imperial Tomb, the last drop can be Luo Ding, or Murong Mian.

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"Murong Miao--" hasn't heard the system's prompt tone for a long time, and it gave her a solid hammer at this moment.

"Yeah." He touched her head with a slight pet. "I didn't know where the robbery would appear. It wasn't open to death and death. So I never feared it. But now... ..."

Today, he knows that the person who is most important to him is not himself.

Whether it is a person or a ghost, there is no way to make the most decisive decision if there is a tie.

Because I have people who want to work together for a lifetime, I don’t want to die...

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha --" The next second, the four-year-old corpse of blood is re-glued together, and the sticky parts are stained with blood.

It laughed madly, and the carrion-like belly kept drilling out of the head, the tiny head, with the sound of a baby crying, a piece of blood dark red.

"Mu Rongming, don't you know?" Wan Nian blood corpse opened his mouth and madly smiled and said: "The predecessor's ghost king just wants you to die. You can get half the strength to defeat me, but you can beat me. You must be robbed."

At this moment, Wu Zhu took the forehand to hold the trapped soul mirror and the Wu people passed through Nai, slowly embarked on the stage of life and death.

They knew that Murong had gone up, and they followed suit, and they planned to come back with a yellow bird.