Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Her heart trembled and turned to look at the bottom of her eyes as sinister but with a flustered embarrassment.

"Don't listen to her." Streamer bites his lips: "You can't get into the enchantment of the Orc artifacts and the seals of the gods."

“No—” I looked up and down the dust, and finally fixed the line in the exquisite ring of her right hand: “She can go in.”

"Booming--" The next second, a huge force came to them three shocks, and a huge sword of martial arts slowly rose from the sword.

Luo fell back and almost fell to the ground. But in the next moment, a warm big hand took her waist and held her firmly in her arms.

"Essence -" She slightly decapitated, and when she saw her, her heart fell to the ground.

He had a faint chill on his body, but he held the grass in his hand and watched her eyes full of affection and blame.

How glad I can hug her like this, how lucky everyone who loves is always her.

"Hey." He put her little head on his chest and hugged her tightly, feeling the thrill of his heart.

"Oh--" The soul of the sword is bloody, and a powerful force constantly devours their spiritual power.

"No, in this way, the spiritual power of all of us will be sucked away by it." The ruined eyes are cold, and the whole body exudes a unique domineering.

The "death--" side of the scorpion was originally rushing from afar, and was preparing to seize his moment -

I saw his right hand surrounded by spiritual power, casting an invisible light blue long sword, directly against her chest.

She glanced a little and retired a little. Watching him hold his arms in his arms like a treasure, the tears instantly fell.

Why, why did she make so much effort, and the people who stayed with me were not her!

why--

"Thank you for the heart that I found for me. If I can, I really want to give it back to her." He was cold and swelled, and the strength of his waist became more and more tight.

"You--" Luo slammed into the dust and looked at his deep eyes and lips: "Do you know?"

She didn't want to tell him about it. She knew what kind of person he was. Now his deep love for himself has reached a near-terrible state. If he is told what happened in the past, he will blame himself for death.

No wonder, no wonder she just saw such a distressed expression from his eyes.

It’s a fool -

"Pour, sorry -" He gently touched her eyebrows, his right hand touched her cheek, and gently printed a kiss on her forehead: "If there is a future life, you just stand in the same place waiting for me, I I will definitely go to you -"

The kiss of the beastly goddess has a pale blue gleam in her eyebrows, flickering and flashing like a starry sky.

Luo slammed into the dust and looked at his gleaming eyes, and for a while, a feeling of incomparable fear came to my heart.

She kept shaking her head and licking her lips: "No, no evil -"

At this moment, she looked at the evil in front of her eyes, and a word appeared repeatedly in the blank mind.

"The Sacrifice Sword only recognizes three masters, Ling Yao, Spiritual, and..."

She watched the red sword and looked at the sword in the sky. The soul of the sword, she did not know that to deal with this ancient artifact is the soul of the robbery, or the **** of the heavens.

If it is the former, she will be alive; if it is the latter, then the world will be finished.

"Dip, wait for me -"

"I will never wait any longer!" The next second, she screamed and interrupted him directly.

She hates being the one left, really hurts and hurts...

I saw her right hand lifted, Linglong quit the golden light masterpiece, and the enchantment of the 诛神珠 was instantly knocked off by a touch of golden light.

After all, it is the ancient artifact exquisite ring, for such an enchantment can still compete.

She closed her eyes slightly, and there was a faint blue light on her body. That was the half-life repair he had given her.

"wait for me--"

"Don't pour -" The desperate eyes are full of despair, and the madness generally uses all the spiritual powers to move into the enchantment of the gods.

But in the next second -

"Oh--" The huge sound shocked everyone's eardrum, and all the blood in the sky disappeared instantly.

It was as quiet as nothing, and only the red, **** drops fell.

There is also the crisp sound of the sacrifice of the sword.