Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The salute continued: “If something is wrong, it is not too late for Master to punish him when he is old enough. ”

The Hiroshi seemed to be thinking.

"Otherwise, the disciple's substitute brother could be on his knees. ”

Hiroshi glanced at him and hummed: "You do care about your brother. ”

The smell of courtesy moves almost to think that Hiroshi sees something.

But Hirosako said only one word, and there was no afterword.

He said in silence: "Brother saved the life of the disciple, who has no teeth to forget. ”

Speaking of which, Hiroshi remembered the terrible things he had just talked about.

He shook his hand: "He is a mendman of divinity, kneeling still. Don't try to persuade me again. ”

The salute goes on to say that the Hiroshi has stood up: “The teacher is going to be closed. ”

Smell the ceremony and have to back out.

He walked to Azhao.

Seeing him like this, Zhao knew that persuasion had no effect.

She remained on her knees and did not speak. Who knew, the man next to her stood beside her for a while, and she lifted her robe, and Shi knelt to her left.

Zhao stunned: “What are you doing? ”

“" I kneel with my brother, "she snorted. ”

Zhao: “...”

“Ridiculous! You go back. ”

Smell the ritual shook his head: “I couldn't convince Master to let him get up, so I had to kneel here with him. ”

Zhao glanced at him.

The other party looks back.

The color of God is gentle but firm.

Obviously, it won't change your mind.

“... whatever.” A Zhizhi couldn't convince each other, so she stopped talking.

She looked straight ahead and looked as if there was no one around her.

Smell her like this, smile, and kneel straight.

The others did not know what had happened. They only knew that Brother Zhaoming had been punished to kneel first, and then they heard that Brother Zhaoming had gone to see the Patriarch. After coming out, he was also punished to kneel, as if he had been punished together.

Looks like the Patriarch is not too cheerful, even the sniffer brother who went to beg for mercy has been punished.

Zhao and Xiaoren didn't care much about what people thought.

The two knelt side by side from noon until sunset.

The dusk sunset fell on both of them.

The warm sunlight cast a thin shadow on her as she looked at the surrounding person slightly on the side of the smell ceremony. The cold man looked and softened.

“Brother.” He suddenly spoke.

A Zhao's tone is flat: “What is it? ”

Smiling a smile: “My brother just suddenly remembered, you said, do we look like the chapel of the human world? ”

Zhao: “...”

This kid is after me!

It's impure!

He glanced at the audience and said, "Don't talk nonsense. ”

And at this point, they heard a voice coming out of their ears: "What's wrong? ”

It's Hirosaki.

Zhao respectfully bowed his head: “The disciple knows wrong. ”

The audience followed with a reply: "Brother knows wrong, so does the disciple. ”

Guangyizi: “…”

He muttered and said, "All right, let's go home. ”

That's the end of the punishment.

Zhao Low answered and slowly stood up.

On your knees for most of the day, it's really nothing for a Shinto.

But Zhao is still a "weak” shrine, some can't eat.

When she stood up, her body swayed slightly.

It was not in the way, but the smell of rituals was very nervous, and immediately put a package of hands, bringing half the people into their arms.