Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

But just as his hand was about to touch the little girl's cheek, he suddenly laughed.

Zhao only felt that a huge force had turned himself upside down and fell to the ground.

The body was so delicate that the rough stone cut off her palm that she couldn't help but hum a few times.

“Misty swamps don't welcome people like you. Go back where you came from.” The dark-haired man glanced at Zhao and turned around to leave.

The black python seemed reluctant and circled around her.

“Bena, don't go back if you don't want to.” The man said coldly.

The black python was stiff, swimming quickly and following.

Azhao blinked his eyes and saw that the person really wanted to leave without mercy. Wow, he cried out.

The black robe shadowed and then left without hesitation, quickly disappearing into the fog.

Zhao: “...”

She cried even more sadly.

It was a fake cry, and this time it was really a little sad.

Probably influenced by this body or a child, the lacrimal glands are a little developed. Zhaoben didn't want to cry, he couldn't help himself.

The marshmallows were busy with their hands and feet, and this time it was a bit of a mess.

Even if Zhao is temporarily comforted, he will start crying again after remembering that the male lead is so ruthless towards himself.

That's right, when the man in black showed up, Azhao knew that he was the master of the world, Oliven, the great demon king.

The Great Demon King is prettier than Azhao imagined and more apathetic than she imagined.

Cry and cry, hungry or want to eat.

A Zhao was tired of crying, and he grabbed the long prepared white bread and dried vegetables from the space ring. He began to eat them and felt aggrieved when he ate them. He began to smoke hiccups.

Marshmallows: “…”

I was worried about the host. What if I wanted to laugh?

After all, this body is a small child. After a few days of high intensity rushing, he just cried again. After eating, Zhao is already too sleepy to even open his eyes.

She searched for a tree that looked a certain age, wrapped around a cape, and fell asleep against it.

The other side.

Decorated with vintage elegant palaces engraved on the black throne of Hellfire, the dark-haired man is looking down at a book.

A figure walked in silently.

“Your Majesty.” Soft sound sounded.

She came in with a woman with a beautiful face and a hot figure enough to make a man go mad, and a black veil wrapped around her wonderful figure and walked and swayed.

A beauty that exudes alluring breath all the time.

But the king on the throne, he never lifted his head.

The black gauze woman hesitated for a moment before she said: "The little girl is asleep. ”

The man looking at the book finally raised his head.

His white finger tapped gently on the armrest and looked at his subordinates like an explorer: "Bena, I don't know, when did you become so nosy? ”

The name of the beauty of the black veil is exactly like that of the giant python!

Bena frowned with some embarrassment.

Beauty is sad, and many men, if they see it, are afraid that their lives will be needed to help the beauty solve the problem.

The man on the throne, however, is an iron stone with no sense of style.