Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Lan Goose Yellow Tree Lang's words did not make Zhao feel better.

On the contrary, she was even more unhappy: "Who's your grandmother? Am I that old? ”

Huang Shulang: “...”

He gave up, lay on the ground, and stopped struggling: "I was wrong. ”

A Zhaohun laughed: “It was you who made the mistake. Just admit it. It has to take so long to argue. ”

Huang Shulang: “...”

He lay on his back, looking helplessly at the dark night sky, feeling weak, pitiful and helpless.

It's just the discovery of a delicious human being.

Why is this human psychic's apprentice?

If he had known that this human being was Zhao's apprentice, even if he had the guts, even if he smelled delicious, he would never dare hit his head.

Why is that?

The reason is simple.

He was beaten by Azhao once.

A few months ago, Zhao had just arrived in the world.

One night, when the dark wind was high, Huang Shulang, who wandered out alone, saw Zhao walking out alone.

Huang Shulang didn't want to eat people at the time, but he was obsessed with Zhao's beauty.

Intoxicated by the beautiful Yellow Tree Man, he decided to learn from his former predecessors to rob the beauty.

So he kicked the iron plate.

Poor Yellow Tree Man was beaten directly into a weasel.

Exactly. Just got kicked out of prototype.

Huang Shulang was beaten to suspicion his life. When he was confused and paralyzed on the ground, he heard what A Zhao had to say and saw him beat up once later.

What was he thinking?

Yellow Tree Lang was lying on the ground at the same time, wondering: Oh, he swore that he would never see this horrible human again in his life, even if he met it far away, he had to hurry around.

But it never occurred to me that life had taken a second hit on his weak little weasel.

He fell into the hands of this man again!

……

In front of his apprentice, Azhao did not save his hand in order to maintain the image of the goddess.

Once again, she beat the yellow tree man who gave up his resistance to become a weasel.

Moreover, Zhao did not let him go after this fight. She wore a glove that she did not know where it had come from. She held the fluffy tail of the weasel and raised him upside down.

Turning back, he looked shocked at the sea of his apprentice.

Zhao smiled at him: “Are you scared? ”

The sea blinked slowly twice and did not speak.

Zhaomo was a little sullen. She asked softly: "I am...”

“Master, you are so handsome! ”

The exhilarating sound interrupted Zhao's words.

Zhao: “...”

Sheng Hai is still excited: “God, why is there such a perfect man in this world! When it's quiet, the fairy talent moves and starts to cleave the dome! ”

Zhao: “...”

The slight stiffness that had just risen in her heart dissipated instantly and was even a little embarrassing.

Apprentice, I know I'm good, but aren't you, too much?

However, despite this thought, the corner of Azhao's mouth has been raised.

It feels a little refreshing.

A Zhaoru, who has always liked to be praised, thought.

“By the way, Master, what are you doing with him?” Sheng Hai asked curiously.

Zhao looked down at the weasel and said:

“Well... if you make soup, it seems...”

The weasel trembled: "My lord! I smell heavy! The meat is too old! It's not good! ”