Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

When he first left the master, he was a little reluctant, but more young people had visions and aspirations for adventures and unknown journeys.

By the time he left the master for more than a decade and came to the kingdom of Dibis, he began to feel the feeling of missing for the first time.

War is cruel, days are busy, and time is never enough.

So he squeezed out for a short meal and took a break, and he started to think crazy about his master.

He was so eager to meet someone for the first time.

He remembered the master's face so deeply, even a little mole under his ear, and the lines in his palm were clear.

His reputation grew louder and more people liked him worshipping him.

But he felt that all of this together, he didn't stand in front of him and laughed and praised himself for happiness.

……

It's all bearable.

But a few days ago, the coalition liberated another country besieged by the Ice Plains.

In order to express his gratitude, the king of that country sent several hand-picked beauties to the leaders of the coalition.

As commander-in-chief of the army, even if Chongli didn't say anything, the girl with the smoothest skin appearance was still carefully handled, like an expensive gift, wrapped in silk and sent into his military tent.

Zongli couldn't describe the feeling that came up when she saw the beauty with only a soft veil on her body.

Stunning, embarrassing, angry...

And with a hint of guilt.

He shot people out and set fire to them, saying he would never send them into his tent again.

But when he sat alone in the military tent, he couldn't help but think of the woman.

Honestly, he can't remember what that woman was like.

But he definitely thinks: What a beauty, she doesn't look half as good as Master, her temperament is much worse than Master's, even her hands are not as perfect as Master's...

Aware of what he was thinking, Zongli suddenly stood up.

How did he and he come up with such a treacherous idea?

Why would you compare Master to a woman like that?

Chongli looked ugly and sat still for a moment before picking up his sword and walking out the door.

So many people in the army watched their commander practise his sword tirelessly during the rare break, and compared themselves, it was a bit embarrassing.

A lot of people learned Zongli and took up weapons to train.

As a result, it led to a wave of bitter practice by the coalition forces, and the whole army's fighting power grew rapidly.

These are the last words.

Chong Li didn't even know that this tide was brought by him.

After all, his original intention was just to let go of all that extra energy and let himself think about something.

But the body can control, the mind can't control.

Perhaps it was inspired by the woman. That night, Chong Li dreamed of Azhao.

The master of dreams faded away the black robe he wore on weekdays.

She is dressed in beautiful, light clothes and can see subtle white porcelain skin underneath the clothes.

She smiled at him and shouted his name in a very gentle, attached tone.

Her soft arms wrapped around his body, and her whole soft, delicate body attached.

There is a sticky, sweet smell in the air.

And Chong Li's lips and teeth and nostrils, haunted by the fragrance of grass that he could no longer be familiar with.

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