The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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Because of the nightmare of a night, Luo Liyan wakes up very late the next day.

She stared at her sleepy eyes and fluttered out of the room. When she just wanted to go downstairs, she heard Mu Shaobai’s low voice screaming behind her. The tone was harsh and cold, and it seemed to be rebuking the new bidding plan.

Luo Liyan thought that he would not understand anything, but did not know why, those words were quickly straightened out in her mind.

It seems that someone has been caught in the food and has been caught? !

Although the company was her own, she couldn't help but draw a cross in her heart for the guy who was caught.

They all said that Mussau’s work was like a living king. On weekdays, he followed his father’s shareholder, and he did not call the body to the original owner.

They are still only a few minor problems. Is this a mistake in principle?

Estimating the unlucky one is not going to stay in the H city.

"Well, take it to the old place."

Ling Xiao’s tone was a little bit of killing, so that the Luo Liyan, who had been listening to the ear, was shocked. When he stepped on the air, he saw that he had to roll off the stairs, but the collar behind him was I grabbed it and gave her back.

Although Le's neck is a little bit painful, but it doesn't fall, or if he can't die, he has to cultivate a month in the hospital.

But what does this old place that Mu Shaobai just said?

Looking like this, he doesn't seem to want to expel the other person simply, or the alarm is so simple.

Luo Liyan thought of the blood stains on him last night and took a breath.

A bold guess gradually formed in her mind.

"Why, is this scary?" Mu Shaobai Yin Hong's mouth provoked a smile like a smile, not knowing whether it was joke or ridicule.

But at the moment, the Luoyan smoke has not cared about it. The killing of his eyes has not been dissipated, and the speculation in the heart of Luo Liyan has gradually become affirmation.

Her heart suddenly missed two shots, which was a bit stiffer because of the shocked and tight muscles.

"Thank you, Uncle Mu." Luo Yayan moved to the side, and he was grateful and smiled at Mu Shaobai.

At the moment, she only wants to find a place where no one is quiet. This is less than twenty-four hours. The benefactor becomes a black hand behind the scenes, and it has become a suspected metamorphosis with violent tendencies.

The amount of information was converted too fast, and she felt that her head was a little dizzy.

"Uncle?" Mu Shaobai's dark scorpion squatted slightly, suddenly half-bent down, and slammed his face close to the Luoyan. "Do you think I am like your uncle?"

His voice deliberately softened a lot, and the tail sounded up one roll, licking the heartstrings of the little girl.

The peculiar faint aroma made the two people's air a bit hot.

Luo Liyan strongly resisted the instigation of no bones, smiled shyly, and was ignorant and innocent. "But you are 6 years older than me. They all say that they are 3 years old. We have two... And I think that if you call your uncle, you will be more respectful."

"Oh..." Mu Shaobai suddenly laughed, flashing a dangerous light in his eyes, then reaching out and gently stroking the white and tender cheeks of Luo Liyan. "I heard that you are a group of uncles to your uncle." Or the definition of my brother is to look handsome and handsome. So... In your eyes, I am not as good as your little boyfriend to please you?"