Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The song stood there, in the cold to the hard air, and saw the man.

He was wearing a penciled military suit, a coat and a cold, arrogant crown under his hat.

He had a gun in his hand, his body was hot, and he had just taken a few lives.

She seemed to feel her gaze, and the man glanced at her, turning his eyes indifferently, saying a few words to the people around him and turning away.

……

The song didn't make it.

She can't go anywhere by herself.

She stayed in Pingjing, and she was still the gookie that 10,000 people were after.

She also knew the identity of that man, Ping Kyung, and even the most powerful warlord in this chaotic country.

Huo Huaying, Commander Huo.

This incident was just a game between him and the enemy.

As for the man who gave her life without ever being warm, he was just a bad sidekick in the game.

Bad luck, just standing there, beaten to death by mistake.

A little guard with no family and no backstage died.

Nobody cares.

But I remember. Song sat in his house from night to day.

She dried up all the tears of her life on this night, put on makeup, and prepare to do a big thing.

For the first time, she purposefully seduced a man.

Dad came to see her once when he got the news.

She's eyebrowing herself, over, applying the most brilliant rouge.

The old man is old, but he is no longer young, wearing a tang suit, carrying a crutch, and the divine color is a little more peaceful.

It's more like an old dog than it was in earlier years.

This old thing is hard to persuade: “Song, listen to Daddy, that's not who you can provoke. Your man, Blessed and Poor, in this world, some people have more hair and silk than golden jade, and some people are less valuable than a dog. You admit it? ”

He glanced at him and put a gorgeous rose on his hair, smiling coldly: "Don't worry, it won't touch you. ”

Dad sighed and left.

Six months later, the whole of Pingjing knew that the most beautiful flower of the Night City had been picked out by Commander Huo.

Everybody thinks it's the right thing to do. Doesn't it make sense that heroes have beauty?

When Dad heard the news, he cleaned up the house overnight, set the daughters free, and quietly left Pingging himself.

When the mighty car entered the Great Hall, the song laughed happily and joyfully.

She looked around quietly at this noble and dignified mansion.

Everything went well. She wants to.

The man I love, he's alone, not cheaper than the others.

He dies, kills his man, pays for his life.

——

The Sixth Mistress told the story of a woman's life so quietly.

Huo Jun sat opposite her, and the tea in front of him blew his eyebrows with a soaring fog.

“You look just like him.” The Sixth Mistress suddenly said.

“So you killed my father, not just me?” Huo Jun asked slowly.

The Six Ladies were blank for a moment and all of a sudden muttered: “I only wanted to kill him for revenge...”

Then why did it change?

Probably because when Huo Weiying died, she couldn't find a reason to live.