Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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Only for a moment, everyone around me took a breath of cold, and even Chen Yi and Wang Hao, who had been very vocal in my words, stunned.

She turned out to be... so boldly shouting out the life of the present.

Is it true that she really feels a little martial arts can do what she wants? This is the palace, even if she is a peerless master, it is impossible to run away.

"Pour... Sister..." Xiaoyue’s face was paler, and even his lips could not feel the slightest blood.

She knows that she is proud of herself, and she knows that she has the power and discourage that no one else has.

But... she can't shout out... the full name of Feng Di!

I saw Feng Qianche squinting for a long time. After a long time, I finally stepped forward and walked toward her direction step by step.

"The Holy Spirit is going to pass..."

I saw Feng Qian's cold and cold, and the whole body exuded an extremely powerful gas field, so that people around him could not look directly at him.

Only, Luo Dust...

She looked at him so seriously, for a long time.

"Pour the girl... Don't say it!" Ye Hao frowned fragilely, and even if it was a life-changing life, it would be impossible.

I don't know why she wants to die like this, but she has to say this...

"Someone once made a wish with Kongming Lantern and said something particularly lyrical." Luo Dust gently licked his head, and his eyes flashed through a shallow tearful way: "Dream in the flowers, wait for Qing to come; Hand, keep up with the child."

......

Silence, silence, silence and silence.

In the snow of Baimang, she smiled and looked at his eyes so familiar.

Feng Qianche squatted, and the whole person stood in the same place. The old leaves that had already decayed slowly expelled a piece of young leaves. After a few seconds, a light pink peach blossom appeared on the leaves, which is the most authentic portrayal in his heart.

Seeing that he didn't talk, Luo Ding slowly raised his phoenix sword in his hand, and he smiled and said: "When the first time I met, I didn't win the game. Is it better to try it?"

The snow flutters and falls, and the petals of the ten miles of the peach forest are scattered.

In an instant, he strode forward and walked in the direction of Luo Dian.

Everyone was horrified, and he saw his right hand flicking, grabbing her snowy white ribbon and holding her into her arms.

In fact, he has been waiting to wait for a miracle.

Because she once told her that she is not a real Miss Luo, but only a soul in the body.

The fire burned her body, but she could not burn her soul.

He is waiting, waiting very hard. every moment……

"Feng Qian Che..." She could feel the force of his arm, as if she had used all her strength to embrace her, so hot.

"Well..." he whispered, his voice trembled with endless trepidation.

"I am back……"

He didn't respond to her, just holding her tightly, not asking when, no matter where.

There is always her position in the heart, not asking when she will come back, not asking for the date...

I don't know how long it took before he gently let go of her.

Regardless of whether Chen Qi, who has been screaming for a long time, or Wang Hao, or Xiao Yu and Ye Hao who are on the ground to live and die, or the leader of the Guards, Mo Hu, have never said a word.

Because of the fact that except for Mo Hu, all the people present have never seen Feng Chi Che in this way.

It is no longer a cold-blooded emperor, but an ordinary person, an ordinary person with flesh and blood and feelings.