Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

“Host, don't cry, don't cry... Oops! ”

Little white dumplings flashed with white light. After a while, a white jade bottle fell out of the void.

“What is this?” Azhaomo held the bottle in his hand.

The tone of marshmallows is a bit dull: “At the top of Mount Nine Thousand Thousands of Years of Divine Trees. The tree of the divine tree lays a fruit for ten thousand years, the fruit is not picked, and after seven days it is turned into slurry and sunk into the soil. So many times, where the tree of God falls fruit, a divine flower, the bloodstream of the snowflake, is born, called the Phantom. ”

Zhao almost instantly thought of the flowers he had previously taken out of the marshmallows to amuse himself.

“Was that the last time you were in the shadows? ”

Marshmallows: “It's just an ordinary flower. How can it be compared to the million-year-old divine flower of opportunity and spirituality? ”

Zhao Ruo thought: “So? In this bottle? ”

The marshmallows said: "On the day the flower was born, it was accompanied by the same bottle of jade to Baolin, the deity dew in the bottle, a drop that could kill people, flesh and white bones, mortal eating, and the day rose. ”

Zhao's eyes widened: “Is it this good? ”

She glanced at the bottle in her hand and said, "What kind of deity is this? ”

“So if I use it for Master, he can fly up in the day? ”

“How is that possible?” The marshmallows muttered, "The Lingyu bottle was long ago...”

Zhaofox said, “What are you talking about? ”

The marshmallows blinked, and the tone was simple: “How could there be such a powerful thing as a Lingyu bottle? This bottle of marshmallows is a little similar, but it's a thousand times less effective. Forget the daylight rise, but fix the root of the loss, it's okay. ”

Zhao Zhi suddenly cheered up.

She glanced at the marshmallows: "Marshmallows are the best! Thank you!”

Cotton candy coughed softly: "Let cotton candy cheat, only this time, next time I, I definitely, don't care. ”

Crisp, crisp little milk sounds, such a serious speech, are absolutely adorable.

Zhao only regrets that the marshmallows have no entity, otherwise she must hold him in her arms and kiss him hard enough!

Zhao couldn't wait to get up and give something to his master, but forgot his current physical condition.

Soft at the foot, the whole person jumped to the ground.

She shouted unconsciously.

The next moment, a figure appeared beside him and caught him accurately.

“Brother.” The helpless sigh came from her head, "how can you reassure your brother? ”

People who come in, naturally, smell the ritual.

He held Zhao in his seat carefully and looked at Zhao: “What makes you so happy? ”

Ming Fang still looks sad.

A Zhao glanced at him and, despite his great restraint, spoke a little lightly: “I have found a way to restore Master. ”

I was surprised and couldn't help but laugh: “That's a good thing. ”

Over the past two decades, he has studied hard day and night, and Guangyi probably also understands the mind of this little apprentice, sparing no effort to teach him.

Even though they were not as close as Hiroshi and Zhaoming, they also had a few discipleship feelings.

When Zhao found a way to restore Hiroshi, he was also somewhat pleased to hear of the courtesy.

“I'm going to find Master!” Zhao said.

But the smeller held him down: "Brother, take care of yourself first. ”

Zhao couldn't help but look up at him.

Smell the ceremony and just look at him gently: "Brother, understand your brother too, okay? ”

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Hmm... probably... it's a little early [Hope for Heaven]

Moon tickets!!!

See you later ~