Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

The strong man is honored. For some time now, Lu Xuan has proved himself with strength. Everyone calls him “Lu” with joy and obedience.

Asked Zhao, many pointed to the east direction: "Zhao is in the east. ”

“The largest number of corpses were sieged in the east today. Zhao arrived an hour ago and went there to support them. ”

“I came from the east. Zhao was fierce today. One man guarded the attack to the east. ”

“She's really good, and I'm watching, much more zombies are under control today than yesterday. That's totally zombie and zombie PK over there. ”

The words of these people undoubtedly confirm Lu Xuan's speculation from another angle.

Zhao's behavior last night is really to improve his powers.

Lu Zheng threw those people's arguments behind his head and walked to the eastern defensive level.

Far away, Lu Xuan saw the figure he wanted to see.

She was still so petite, probably because of the wind, and today she rarely had a trench coat on the outside of her white dress, wrapping herself tight and solid.

There aren't a lot of idiots here.

All the corpses in front of them were dense and numb. They looked like they were numb on the scalp.

But if you look closely, you can see that the zombies are clearly divided into two parts.

One part came to attack, the other part, the goddess built the walls of the city, blocking the carcasses.

Lu Xiao did not hide his whereabouts. Zhao was far away and heard familiar footsteps.

She's a little panicky.

“Marshmallows, you say, if I were to slip away now...”

The marshmallows cruelly penetrated reality: "Dead heart, where can you go? ”

Zhao: “...”

Cotton candy continues: "Besides, you can't run away from the male lead. ”

No one else knows. Can't marshmallows not know?

Zhao's so-called “powers” are fake.

What she carries is skills from the system.

These skills are very impressive, but in essence, Zhao's physique is still at the ordinary level.

So if you talk about physical fitness alone, any one of the infidels can throw Azhao 8 Street away.

Not to mention Lu Zheng, who is one of the best of the intelligentsies.

Zhao: “… Alas. ”

Marshmallows: "Alas. Here he comes.”

Zhao turned his head and actually matched Lu Zhao, who was less than 10 meters away from him.

The desire for survival promptly piled a smile on her face.

Lu Qiang's footsteps stopped.

She was looking at herself laughing.

She doesn't look well.

Pale with deep fatigue.

Yes, she must have been uncomfortable being so rude last night.

Lu Xuan was angry and rushed to see Zhao like this. The qi that had been drummed up was like a pin tip.

“piu," missed a complete one.

Just a faint pain left.

He sighed.

I saw the little girl in front of me shrink a little less easily.

Lu Xuan's heart is even softer.

He approached Azhao.

Zhao really wanted to step back, and was afraid that if he did so, he would be more angry with him and forcibly muster courage to face him.

Lu Xuan quickly came to her.

He raised his hand.

Zhao opened his eyes and spat at the marshmallow: “He's not mad at me for this, is he? ”

Marshmallows: “…”

Zhao: “If he hits me, I will fight back. I'll tell you! ”

Marshmallows: “…”

At this moment, Lu Xuan's hand finally lifted up and gently fell on Zhao's head.