Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Azhao returned to God and looked at the man in front of him.

She thought about it and said, “Young man, I look at your skeleton and your attitude is remarkable. Although it is now a shallow beach in Longxiang, one day you will encounter the clouds and achieve nothing. ”

Guhao: “…”

If not for the man in front of you, he is a true Wu Wang strong man.

With that she ignored the words, and he must have turned around and left.

Zhao did not know what he thought in his heart. He continued to ignore it. No, he continued to hook up with the male lead: “When I first saw you, I felt like you and I were lucky. Would you like to follow me? ”

Guhao: “! ”

What do you mean, "pie in the sky"?

A strong Wu Wang volunteered to come to the door and ask to be his own teacher and teach himself to practice.

This is the pie falling from the sky!

Gu Hao's face showed an exciting divine color, and then in the eyes Azhao looked forward to, he replied calmly: “Thank you seniors for your love. The younger generation remembered something else and left first. ”

No courtesy, no fornication or theft.

Gu Hao grew up all the way in the Gu clan and no longer believed in the good things about falling pies in the sky.

Zhao: “...”

No, there's something wrong with this development and this expectation.

However, she could never let the male lead slip away.

One flashed, and she appeared in front of the male lead.

“Kid, do you know what a strong Wu Wang means?” Zhao pressed his voice, so he asked angrily.

Gu Hao whispered: “It is precisely because I know that I know my qualifications are dull that I dare not trouble my predecessor. ”

“If you're dull, there aren't many good qualifications in the world!” A Zhao Leng snorted.

Gu Hao was struck by the rumor.

This is the second time he has heard similar words from this mysterious predecessor.

“Don't you dare ask Senior, what does this mean?” He carefully hid his expectations.

Root bone talent this baggage, from the moment he understood, was like a mountain, crushing him for more than a decade, letting him in his family's peers, forever raising his head.

Is it possible that this senior speaks like this... something else?

Gu Hao thought so and saw the man in the grey coat in front of him, reaching out a hand from the cape.

When I saw this hand, Gu Hao shocked: because it was as white as a jade, and it was so beautiful, I could imagine how the master of the hand would be.

But the grey man who spoke had a dull voice, distinguished like an old man.

Is it possible that this predecessor practiced some strange method of mastery, so that one hand is extra different?

Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt something wrong.

Hot.

Irritable.

It's like something's slowly awakening in your body.

It's like there's something burning in the flesh.

He looked up amazingly and saw the old man in the gray robe spreading open his palm, which was suspended with a drop of red blood.

The blood congested in the void, surrounded by a red flame, and the horrors of the hearts jumped from it.

This, what is this?

Zhao looked down at the blood in his palm.

Though she really wanted to tell the man that it was Ancient Phoenix's real blood, you'd be very pushy with Ancient Phoenix blood.

But the male lead's reaction just now told her that the male lead probably wouldn't believe it.

Still have to be pushy.