Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Mubai's inner heart, Cesar, trembled. She was wrong. How can Jun Jiu Ling change? He is also the god of Fire Lotus.

A pair of huge hands hugged her waist, Junjiuling attached to her ear whispered, “White, let's go out. ”

His voice had just fallen, the cold wind had rubbed over his face, his body had vacated, and Shen Mubai was held tightly in his arms, but for a moment, the two had fallen into an open space.

In the room they were in, they were immediately surrounded by myriad darkness instruments, making a fierce collision sound, and the assassins who were lurking on the roof appeared hidden in the darkness.

After seeing that Junjiuling was able to escape unharmed under their eyes, his eyes suddenly sank.

“Jun Jiu Ling, today is your time of death.” One of them shouted at each other and looked at the surrounding people, then took off from the roof, a body with a steady agility, you can see that the martial arts are absolutely low.

With a young girl in the arms of a very handsome man, his movements were not restricted in any way, spinning around as if they were dragons between the assassins who surrounded them.

Not yet, she leaned in the girl's ear and whispered, “White, I'll kill them soon, don't be afraid. ”

Where Shen Mubai has experienced this dangerous scene, although there is some trust in the strength of Junjiu Mausoleum in his heart, the subconscious creates a contraction, can not help but turn his face aside, afraid to see the scene too bloody.

Jun Jiuling, however, was very dependent on and intimate with him by the young girl, smiled, then looked at the killers, completely transformed into another deity, the shady appearance had a few daytime smells.

One of them saw it and took a few steps back from his subconscious. He hesitated. "Didn't Junjiu Ling go mad and lose much power in the morning? Is the news wrong? ”

The other person grew more gloomy, "Whatever happened, our task today was to kill him. ”

Several people hid many dark instrument poison needles. In their hearts, they knew the strength of the insects on Junjiuling's body. The more careful they acted, the more they dared not attack, the more intelligent they were, the less reckless they were.

Even so, the trick went toward the Death Point, and the action was incredibly harsh.

Two muffled grunts sounded, two of them had pain in their bellies, the next moment suddenly kneeling on the ground, the throat bloody gushing, it was spitting a lot of blood.

“Take your medicine!” The other person shot two pills in each hand.

After taking the medicine, the two barely stood.

“Huh?” King Jiuling looked at these people and went on to say in a questionable tone, “What do you have to do with our Fire Lotus religion? ”

When his voice dropped, the person wearing the silver mask snorted. “It seems that Jun Jiu Ling has indeed gone mad. I wonder if he will be angry and spit blood knowing the other side of him during the day. ”

Several people seemed to affirm the greatly diminished martial arts of Jun Jiuling in the morning, and his men recruited him to be fatal. One of them aimed at the person he was protecting in his arms, and his heart saved, trying to limit him by doing so.

Jun Jiuling was unhappy and his face suddenly sank.

Feeling his breath change, a few people had not had time to be vigilant and cautious, and felt a shock in their hearts. The next moment, there was a feeling of boredom coming out of their chests.

These people also knew that they muttered about the time of the Junjiu Mausoleum, so they glanced at each other and nodded.