Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Kim Hao doesn't know where this feeling comes from.

Though he was somewhat unhappy with the smell ceremony in his heart, he showed his love for Zhaoming from the beginning. He also hid the dislike in his heart, claiming that he did not reveal half of it.

If that's the case, why are you still upset?

The person who fixes the truth, in the underworld, has his own sense of the number of days. Kim Hao is afraid not to take this premonition improperly, press it on the bottom of his heart, and act with more caution.

Snow Peak, the sniffing ceremony has been here for several days.

He was not mistaken, it was quiet, Zhaoming was also an unhappy person, he was very free.

It's just that he finds that this big brother loves to stand alone at the top of a cliff looking away.

It's like thinking and waiting for someone.

One day he couldn't help but ask.

Zhao: “...”

Because this place is the best place to pretend to be because of systematic calculations.

Imagine the wind on the top of the cliff, rolling up his coat and shaking his hair, and his heavenly appearance.

It's like a first-rate fairy figure!

Of course, this idea can only be considered in the heart.

Faced with his innocent and simple little brother, A Zhaoyi's faction calmly said: “At the top of this cliff, you can only learn how small you are by exploring the mountains of Weiwei. ”

He nodded politely and said that Zhaoming Daojun was indeed Zhaoming Daojun. This heartfelt nature alone made him wonder how far away he was from the other brothers.

He thought about it and took out a book.

A Zhao glanced at it. It is the basic introductory fairy law of Lingyun Immortal Sect.

This mindset, whether external disciples, internal disciples, or personal disciples, does not discriminate.

The smeller opened his eyes and looked at Azhao naively.

“Brother, what it says above, I always have to take it in.” The smell of a man blinking his eyes and lying with his eyes open.

“Exhale into the body...” Zhao took over the book and silenced for a moment.

“Sitting with a plate of legs, the five hearts turned to heaven, condescending to the spirituality of heaven and earth...” A Zhao read the text softly.

The salute found that Zhaoming Daojun's voice was beautiful.

He always has no expression in front of outsiders, because of the sword repair, the tone of the tone often brings with it a killer atmosphere, the momentum deters people, and the others naturally have no time to worry about other things.

But at this moment, he lowered his voice, softly remembering the most basic way of thinking, missing the chill, the sound was like a golden jade collision, clear and brittle, very moving.

Zhao read that part of his mind again, checked this body's memory, and found it helpless...

Zhaoming really didn't know much about it.

Because she exhaled into the body at the time, it was a matter of closing her eyes and breathing, as natural as eating and drinking water, and she was not ready to even put out the action.

Why can't I feel it?

I don't know!

Zhao couldn't think of it, his brow wrinkled slightly.

With her cool and refreshing temperament, she looks angry.

If someone else sees her like this, he is afraid to be surprised, think about whether he has offended Big Brother.

But after all these days with her, it has been discovered that the elder brother is not as arrogant as he seems.

Old words are true, refreshing cold is true.

Difficult to approach but fake.

Or maybe he's really different about his own fruit.

At least listen to the salute, fully insight into his tender thoughts beneath his cold appearance.