Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Looking for death--" The soul of the right hand slammed hard, and the dark red whip slammed in the direction of her.

Luo dumped a dusty scorpion, and the folding fan slid directly to catch her whip. The corner of the mouth outlined a very light smile: "On this point, the technology is still thinking about setting up a black and white messenger, ridiculous!"

The sound fell, she waved her left hand, the blue light of the folding fan, and the layers of the whip wrapped in the hands of the soul.

I saw her snoring, and the whole moment of smoldering burned like a wildfire, and disappeared instantly.

"You..." The soul screamed, and the scorpion was filled with the meaning of yin. She looked at her in a word: "I will let you see what it is like to force someone to go out."

At this moment, her right hand turned into a dragon soul mirror, where the white light of the mirror went, all the ghosts were holding their chests, and the expression was extremely painful.

Luo Dust scorpion converged: "I have never seen a terrible mirror in my life than a bronze mirror."

[...]

She blinked, and the exquisite right-handedness of the right hand was full of golden light. The numerous fragments of the spell were only surrounded by the soul, and the ghosts around it seemed even more painful.

The soul is free, near the edge of the soul.

Linglong ring is the thing of the sun, for the ghost is to kill them invisible artifacts.

The soul of the soul is instantly white, with a little sweat on his forehead. As a ghost, she naturally cannot stand the attack of this yang.

The dragon soul mirror in her hand gave off a dim red light block, but it still made her breathless.

It’s very painful to see the ghosts around him. Wrinkled and frowned, the exquisite ring was taken back, the golden light disappeared, and the dragon ghost mirror fell to the ground like a broken copper.

"Bold mad, dare to damage the dragon ghost mirror. I tell you, you don't want to leave the ghost town in this life." At this time, the soul of the soul is extremely ugly.

Her lips trembled unconsciously, and every time she said a word, she gasped, and her eyes were filled with resentment.

After all, she used to be a blessing in this ghost town. As long as the ghost king did not come, she could do everything in the Lord here.

After all, this place belongs to the black and white area of ​​the government and the human world. Many rules and regulations do not work here.

Now, just as she wants to teach the two nightmares and winter children who seduce the ghost king, she has killed a masked man halfway.

She is neither a fool of a ghost town nor an ordinary person.

There are two artifacts on the body, one of which she can clearly feel is the land of the house.

Luo fell into the dust and heard a lazy, yawning. The scorpion was covered with a shallow mist, but her movements stagnated.

Once upon a time, that person especially liked to put on such a lazy expression.

The look is faint, and I often don't see what is in his nostalgic blue scorpion.

It is also a time when she was born and died, she really understood some of his inner feelings.

Under the black and fearless appearance of the belly, there is an extremely fragile heart, afraid that she will leave, afraid that she will die...

Whenever she thought of it, she was too lazy to make time with the ghost in front of her.

In the next second, she raised her eyebrows: "It seems that this dragon ghost mirror is a good thing, but the master is too weak to play any role."

At this point, the winter child slowly stood up. Looking at her chest, she looked at her weakly. "If the girl is not fooling around, she will leave soon. The ghost king will arrive soon. This monk is a set in front of us, and another set in front of the ghost king. Be careful to be framed by her."