Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

"Hey, a woman just arrived in Fenghua building yesterday. She looks like a hooker."

"Hook people? Brother, I'm going vegetarian now, so I'm looking forward to those pure and good families

"Ha ha ha."

At the top of the mountain, a stone step winds up like a green dragon. The leaves on both sides fall down and fall all over the ground.

"It's really cold this day this year."

"Who said it was not Ah? Who is that? "

He drew out a knife from his waist and yelled, "who broke into my demon sect? Report your name."

"The protector of your demon sect." When he saw a man coming, he immediately threw the man on his back to him.

"Left protector!" The younger brother of demon sect was holding a Dharma protector who was unconscious and covered with blood. He was panicked and didn't know what to do.

Languid collect hard gasp, "take him to see a doctor, no big deal, just hurt a little, keep good."

"Your honor is..."

"Your Savior of the Dharma."

Although the two disciples of the demon sect had some doubts, the most important thing was to protect the Dharma. They carried Song Qing on their backs and went to the demon sect with languid convergence.

Although the evil cult is a cult that everyone shouts to fight and kill, no sect can withstand it in terms of luxury and luxury. Languidly looking at a group of people running to the demon sect, he hurriedly carried Song Qing to the room with all his hands and feet. He thought that the atmosphere of the demon sect was really good. He was united, friendly and positive.

He suddenly remembered what he was doing. He grabbed the disciple who was going to run to the song and Qing Dynasty, "do you protect the Dharma on your right?"

"The right Dharma protector is still lying in the house."

"Can you take me there?"

The demon sect disciple looked at him warily, "who are you?"

Song Yuqing took out one from his coma.

When the disciples of the demon sect saw the jade pendant, they immediately became respectful, "please follow me, sir."

Compared with the song and Qing Dynasties, Heiling is much colder here. Now there is nothing to save him except the antidote. As a result, there is an antidote to live, but no antidote to death.

Languidly gathered forward to lift the curtain to have a look, a rough man with a strong back and a strong back was lying quietly on the bed.

Languid and restrained

Why is it that both the leader and the left Dharma protector are very good, but the right Dharma protector is not right?

Black bell's lips are white, his face is blue and purple, and his breath is weak. He seems to be dying.

Languidly put down the curtain, took out a bottle of medicine to the side care of the little disciple, "take this to him to eat two."

"What is this?"

"Antidote."

"Antidote?"

Languid Lian looked at the disciple who was shocked and cheated, "what's so strange about this? Otherwise, why do you think your Dharma protectors came back injured all over?"

"What about the Pope?"

He sighed languidly and did not speak.

On that day, he and Song Qing sneaked into the feihuazhai. They thought that they could capture the master of the banquet room quietly. However, they were young and full of vigor. Before their death, the master of the banquet room still had a wave of yin and almost didn't break into the feihuazhai. After the banquet court came, it was another desperate fight. Although langliang doesn't look up to those high sounding, hypocritical and cunning decent sects, it has to be said that although the banquet court is still very young, his martial arts are definitely the first among his peers.

Lazy Kung Fu can only be used to run, so in fact, it is Song Qing who can fight. First, he was made by the master of the banquet room, and then he had his son. It's good to escape alive. Fortunately, the antidote was stolen, and the master of the banquet room was also dead. The only one to calculate the truth was Ji Rao. Originally, they planned to rescue Ji Rao together.