Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The lean and indifferent face, gently sucked, he slowly extended his finger, lightly dotted on the sword light.

Everything is blown to pieces.

Time is back to normal.

Zhao's face was white and his mouth was spilled with blood.

“Too bad.” Ancestor Blackwind sighed softly.

He had one hand behind his back, under the sleeve of the black robe, with red blood falling down.

“You can hurt me with a sword from the Phantom of God. You don't bear the name of the first day of repairing the real world. ”

“Too bad you met me, in the name of genius, so be it. ”

Zhao raised his sword again.

Ancestor Black Wind shook his head: “You can't have another sword at this moment...”

Another sword lit up.

But the direction is not the black wind ancestors in front.

Smell the ceremony and just feel your body empty.

“Go!” There's only one short word in the ear.

By the time he returned to God, he was hundreds of miles away.

Dark wind ancestral junction, broken.

As soon as he landed, the distress call went out.

Instead of having any pleasure in the smell, I felt dizzy.

Before he left, he saw clearly that Brother Zhaoming had worked hard to break the junction and send himself out, but he was completely defenseless. Ancestor Blackwind's hand had already pierced his heart.

The smell of human rituals stood there, the whole person seemed foolish.

It turns out there are really fools in this world. He wants to.

If he doesn't save himself, he may not be able to fight the Black Wind Ancestors, but at least for a while.

One more moment, one more chance.

But he chose to leave it to him.

Give a brother who only knows him for a few months.

“From the moment I met you, I felt joy.” Zhaoming said so.

The smell of the gift did not feel anything before. At this moment, I immediately remembered that there was a sharp pain in my intuition, a bite of heart and blood erupted, and the whole person's eyes darkened and fainted.

……

Azhao slowly opened his eyes.

Her first reaction was cold.

She watched as the root ice cream over her head slowly began to function.

Immortal World, she and the male lead were attacked, and then after a severe pain, she was passed with one hand in her chest...

To think of it, Zhao's face couldn't help but reveal the colour of pain.

It was not her body that was in pain, but what was left of her consciousness, for that extremely painful memory of the time.

“Host, you're finally awake.” The marshmallow surprise sounds in my ears.

“You scared the marshmallows.” The marshmallows grunted and delicate.

Zhao opened his mouth: “I..."

She's not finished yet. She looks at one side of the spectrum.

Though his body is still lying, Zhao's mind is still there.

Someone's coming.

Two eyes met.

One confused with uncertainty, one shocked with surprise.

“... brother?” It's been a long time, but someone has to talk first.

Zhao looked at the familiar and strange figure in front of him.

She looked at him half-witted before shouting uncertainly: "Brother? ”

A wind raised her hair, and the next moment, Zhao was held tightly in her arms.

The strength of the man was a little tight, so tight to Azhao's strength, he felt a slight soreness.

But Zhao didn't have the heart to think about it.

She felt embarrassed.

Why, it was just a nap, she was adorable and soft, so big?

The marshmallows sighed: "You've been hurt so badly, you've slept in a cold jade bed for 20 years. ”

Zhao: “!!! ”

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I do love this kind of dog blood and write it hot.

Eight is over.

There should be a 1-2 chapter update in the morning. See you later ~