Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Self-investment net--" The black man snorted, and the sword of blood and light instantly gathered into a red light, full of suffocation.

After losing the enchantment protection, she was drenched by the downpour and the golden light of her right hand was gradually dimmed.

"Oops--" Luo slammed his eyebrows and told her before the system sounded, and the exquisite ring water would be temporarily ineffective.

She didn't have time to think about it. The left hand waved a sacred sword and exudes a light blue scent, blocking her in front of her body, and even a breath of soulfulness in the air.

"It is the sword of the spirit--" the black-shirted man who slammed back, exclaimed: "The dying adult has left the sword of the sacrifice to you."

Luo dusted the other side of the sky, hurriedly ran to the white side, and helped him up: "How, okay?"

I saw no strange blood on my face, my body was cold, and my breath was extremely weak.

He bit his teeth and said with a difficult voice: "You shouldn't come out -"

"But I can't come out, you will die." Luo was sour and dusty, looking at the dying whiteness, tears fell directly.

She is not not strong, but when she really faces death, she will be afraid and panic.

"My...the soul has been broken up by one-seventh of him, and it has been repaired as a waste. It is already a mortal body... cough..." Mo Bai has not said two words, and spit a blood.

He is not afraid of death, he is worried that Luo can not escape. The ruthless adults must explain to protect her, he did not do it.

He feels that he is really useless...

"You don't talk, the spirit can save you, he will save you!" Luo dusted his head and shook his head and cried: "Don't leave me alone -"

At this moment, the Star Temple is like a **** on earth. The lightning in the sky is like a blood stain.

"Stupid, the fascinating adult must... must have been on the way back..." The stranger looked coldly at the two fronts that had driven the blood curse and injected all the spiritual power into the **** sword. The clothing man, biting his teeth and holding up his body, will protect him behind his own body: "Dive, live, you must live."

Luo dusted a glimpse of the body, not yet reacted, the red light of the glare of the whole body immediately hit their direction.

The stranger rushed into the last glimmer of strength, and the handle was lifted. The lyrical sword began to rise, gathering all the spiritual powers of his life, and resisting death.

In an instant, the sword of blood and light is like a death mark, directly penetrating his heart.

"No stranger -" Luo screamed and screamed, but he could only watch him die in front of himself.

At this moment, she couldn't see the red light of the sky. She couldn't see the black man in front of her, and she couldn't see her slowly moving toward her.

She only felt a bang, and her eyes were desperate.

Hey! If you don't die, what do I mean?

Her eyes were cold to freezing, and her hands clenched her fists. This life, from the chaotic world, came to all time and space. She has never hated a person so much, hating that even if she kills her, it is difficult to understand the hatred of the heart...

Half-sounding, behind him, a voice full of ridicule and laughter came. He took a pair of umbrellas, wore a pale pink skirt, and looked at the ground soaked, like a poor man, she said: "Luo Dust, you have to remember, he Because you are dead!"