Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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On the early morning of the next day, Jun Siyi took two people to the room where the little masters lived.

One is the thousand silk rain that danced yesterday, and the other is Liu Xiao who was impeached yesterday.

Why is there a more talk, the process is like this.

The Temple of the Promise last night.

"The emperor said that it would be too obvious for us to let a thousand people fall into the palace!"

"Alright!"

"Let's choose another one! After all, Feng Xingzhen is so cautious and avoids his doubts."

"Well..." He was silent for three seconds, then he said, "Then that is impeached!"

"..."

After the glory of the flowers, many people in the former dynasty began to talk differently. Most of them are remarks about the unique pet of the Fengsi drunken palace, and this person is still a woman who kills her own child.

But when you say it, you can only talk about it.

After all, no matter whether it is an emperor above 10,000 people or a priest under the first 10,000 people, no one can offend.

A few days later, the house in the west of the city.

Feng Xing's face was dignified and pacing back and forth in the room. Several confidants from the Northern Wilderness stood by.

"Feng Ye, you see a thousand girls have been in the palace for a few days, whether there is a chance to find a hand." One of the faces of a man named Liu Meng, some can not sit.

Feng Xingyu stopped and a pair of fierce scorpions suddenly lifted: "She didn't even have the chance to see the emperor."

He didn't understand what was going on. Since Feng Si drunk has chosen a thousand rains in the 'Hundred Flowers' to let her enter the palace, why didn't she even look at her?

This is really weird!

"Isn't that thousand girls trapped in the palace in disguise?"

Liu Meng’s words made Feng Xing’s brows wrinkle tightly. It’s not unreasonable for him to say this.

It’s hard to be done. Feng Si is drunk with a high man helping him, knowing his every move?

"He is not benevolent, I am not righteous." For a long time, Feng Xingyu squinted and said: "After seven days, it is the ancestor of Zihuang Mountain. It is a great opportunity for us to be at that time."

I don't know why everything in the Northern Wilderness was so smooth, and I was suddenly recalled to Changan as an opportunity.

After all, whether it is Luo Dian or Qiansiyu, it is a person who can use it for him.

What he did not expect was that no matter what he did, there was a force blocking him, and the Northern Wild Forces collapsed.

Today, he can only be desperate and put everything on the ancestral home of Zihuang Mountain.

The cycle of fate is always spinning, and a few years ago he could let him fall into danger in Zihuang Mountain. A few years later, he wants him to bury his life there!

"Hey--" a loud fist slammed on the table.

This time, he has no retreat.

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At the same time, the Imperial Garden in the Royal Palace.

Thousands of rain and Liu Xiao two people sang a little song on the gazebo in the back garden, a pair of tune with Lancome, with a touch of sadness.

Feng Si drunk just passed, and the sound stopped to stay. Thousands of rain and eyebrows trembled, and the corner of his mouth outlined a faint smile.

Jun Siyi said that the emperor liked to take this road, and she and Liu Xiao came to touch the tone. ,

Unexpectedly, they actually met.

Such a scene is beautiful and beautiful, thick snow covered, white. Something thin and thin, the snow fell on her eyelashes. Beautiful dance, crisp voice, everyone who hears everything will stop.

Among them, nature and including Fengsi drunk.

However, the reason for his stay is different from that of the average person...