Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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No one in this world is willing to live in the shadow of others, and the side of the emperor's feathers is the same.

In this day, there is a prince who is living in the palace. Even if she is not favored, the feeling of giving is not inevitable.

At first, those side squatters did not dare to make such a time, only a small hand to do.

For example, secretly put more salt in her meal, such as sneak smashing her clothes to Tianyifang.

This is actually a kind of temptation, not only to test the original owner, but also to test the reaction of Di Fan.

The fact is that Di Fan has no reaction at all. He seems to have acquiesced in the Tianzhu Palace.

In the days that followed, those squatters began to intensify and rushed into her bedroom to be beaten with Xianli.

The most over-the-counter is the woman who is 70% similar to her.

At that time, the original Lord had no divine power, no different from the mortal, even the faint fairy technique was a great torture for her.

But they did not dare to kill her until day after day, year after year.

There is no skin on her body. The side squatters always let her squat, but she always looks indifferent, and she is unwilling to bow her head.

When the face appeared in memory, it was in the dust of the memory, and the fingertips trembled.

A generation of God of War, she used to be so proud.

The wilderness of the Soul Tower, she jumped six layers to become the only **** from the wild.

She is lonely in her own field, she has never been afraid...

Today, it is tortured by a group of stupid people.

There is hate in the heart, hate overshadowed love, but it is powerless.

Year after year, the sidemen tortured her every day until her body could no longer bear it, and the weak gods began to dissipate.

In the Temple of Heaven, if you kill any fairy or person, you will need to receive extremely severe punishment and eventually fall into hell.

Moon Bingxin naturally knows this, so she thought of a way, and that is to start with a strong hand.

Forged notes, confession of the devil.

A few days later, the evidence was conclusive. In the days after, there will be the heart of the lord, and now there is just this opportunity to naturally push the boat.

Without any investigation, the private communication piece written by the original master's note is confirmed to be a real thing.

The original Lord was directly taken to the sacred platform, accepting the thunder and blasting the gods.

The executor is not someone else, it is the emperor.

On that day, the thirty-three key points were blood red and the wind was raging.

Wan Lei gathered, with the sword cited.

She closed her eyes and raised a cold smile at the corner of her mouth.

As early as this, she should have died here. Then she does not have to experience those heartaches that are thousands of times more than the skin trauma.

In those days that were tortured, she waited until the man came and waited for him to redeem her.

It is a pity that it is time and time again lost.

He knows that those who are guilty of treating her like this, he still does not care.

The promises that were said at the beginning were like the sand held in the hands, and the breeze was blown away.

At the last moment, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at his eyes. The scorpions are full of endless hatred and can't be dissipated for a long time.

I only heard a bang, and the thunder was smashing toward her. She saw the smile of the corner of the day and saw the smile of the moon ice that was similar to her seven points.

It turns out that this palace is even colder than the dust. The world always said that it is the coolest but the heart, but those who save the people have no heart at all.