Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Lin An Jun, don't touch me.

Such a cold and faint phrase makes Huayong's heart tremble.

He tried to restrain his expression and said softly: "Your wounds...”

“I can't die.” Zhao glanced sideways.

The arrow was headed toward Huayong. She blocked one, missed the point and shot her in the shoulder.

She avoided Huayong's second hand to reach out and gently broke the arrow that appeared on the outside and turned over her horse.

“Lin An Jun.” She sat on the back of her horse and looked down at Huayong.

“I blocked this arrow for you because, once I told you, I would give you a ride out of the peacock safely, and you would not eat the word. ”

“Two, this arrow, from now on breaks between you and me. It will always remind me how ridiculous my life has been for two years. ”

“That's all I'm saying. ”

A Zhao's unharmed hand grabbed the horse whip and pointed to the long yellow sand in the north.

“Now, take your walking dog and get out of there, Peacock! ”

Huayong was suddenly woken up by this phrase.

He suddenly rushed forward two steps, blocking Zhao's horse: “Zhaoyang, I was wrong, I was wrong...”

However, he was greeted with a horse whip on his head.

“Bang!”

Azhao Li Dao was very heavy. He was sucked on the unprotected Huayong, and huge force caused him to fall to the ground.

Winter clothes are thick and not very painful.

But Huayong felt his heart was torn apart.

He looked up, and there was something cold in his face and eyes.

It's snowing.

People's voices are colder and farther away than the snow.

“The show is over. ”

“You want to go, I'm all yours. ”

“I don't want to see you again, so be me. ”

……

Huayong slowly climbed up from the ground.

He coughed softly and felt a terrible pain in his heart.

“Okay...” he whispered, “I'm leaving. ”

“I'm sorry. ”

He slowly mounted his horse and led his mind away.

Walk a long way.

Huayong looks back.

Zhao was still there, and the wind cream fell between her hair and shoulders, like a statue that had lost its splendor.

“Your Highness, Her Majesty is still waiting for you.” There is an upper-bellied, low-pitched urge.

Huayong stopped looking at her and walked away with a whip.

……

A long time later.

Zhao suddenly sighed and removed his strength.

She turned around and walked back, there, to the SS of Empress Peacock.

At the front of the SS is a familiar figure.

“Sister!” Beerantine rode up on a white horse.

“Go back first.” Zhao said.

A pedestrian trampled the snow and drove back to the west overnight.

At night, everyone stays at the station.

Bilanting came to Azhao's room with a basin and wounded medicine.

Zhao just unzipped his armor and changed his clothes.

Take a closer look at her shoulder. Where's the bleeding wound?

It's just a slightly broken skin scratch.

Billantine was heartbroken: "The man with the heart of a wolf, where is it worth having you play such a show with him? What if I hurt you? ”

Azhao let herself be drugged and said faintly: “I've been fooled for so long, how can I swallow this breath? ”

Bilantine sighed quietly at her sister.

She's such a ruthless sister.

But if you don't still have feelings, just kill the man who betrayed you.

Why bother doing such a show?