Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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"Who told you that the evidence is conclusive?" Luo shrugged his shoulders, his mouth slightly raised his own self-contained momentum, and looked slightly at Mu Yingying: "How can you be in this intrigue? Palace, throw away the weapon that makes you feel most secure?"

The next second, Mu Yingying's entire face was pale. Even the tears left on the original face are not falling, and all the expressions are instantly stiff.

"You...you are talking nonsense!" Mu Yingying shook his head insanely, like a little sheep who was said to be wearing a panicked truth. He could only tremble and make some weak rebuttals.

why? Why do people in front of me seem to be able to see through her heart?

Why did she dare not look at her eyes more and more, she stood outside the hall of the Promise, holding a long sword, surrounded by a group of guards, but can emit such a confident light.

"I have no nonsense, you know better than anyone else!" She shook her eyes and outlined a very slight curvature.

"Orange girl... don't talk..." He turned his head slowly.

The phoenix drunken sword was lifted, and almost looked at the dust, and the slender fingertips became tighter and tighter.

Deep in the heart, I feel an uncomfortable feeling, as if something originally belonging to me suddenly was taken away by others.

why why why……

"You...you are still doing what you want! Hurry up and take this unidentified person!" Mu Yingying has completely messed up at this time.

In her eyes, there was only Luo Ding, and in the clear eyes, she seemed to see her completely.

The guards who had been scabbarded with swords held the face of the sword, and they were unconsciously retreating.

After all, the ninety-five sects on the high platform have not been open for a long time, and they are somewhat unsure whether they should start with the dust in front of them.

But in fact, the mind of the ninety-five in their eyes is blank at this moment.

"Are you jealous?" Mu Yingying was nervous and even breathing was a little short. Seeing the guards did not respond, she bite her teeth and hold the sword in her hand, attacking in the direction of Luo Ding.

At this moment, she must give it a go. She has a strong premonition, she is going to have no chance...

"Not self-reliant." Luo slammed the dust, a beautiful turn, and jumped directly into the Promise. At the moment when she bent down and picked up the glass fan on the ground, the sword of the right hand fell steadily on the neck of Mu Yingying who rushed to her again.

"I heard that you are still fighting against each other?" Luo shrugged and shrugged, lazy and smiled: "On your three-legged cat, can you marry in minutes?"

I have to admit that the ridiculous words of Luo Dianchen have caused Mu Ying’s lips to tremble.

The more this time, the more she can't give up.

I used up all my thoughts and killed my sister. Why did I give up?

She is not willing, really not willing...

"The emperor... the emperor..." She fell deeply on the eyes of the phoenix, and bit her lip: "You save me, save me-"

"Orange girl, I am grateful for everything you have done for the cherished brocade." After a silence, the cherished phoenix on the ground slowly said: "This matter has nothing to do with you, the girl does not have to lick this drowning."

"You are right, I am never drowning." Luo said with a light smile: "But it is very happy to give someone a rose and leave a handful of fragrance."

In the next second, the cool and watery sound of the ninety-five in the high platform is like an ice. "Who are you?"