Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The cold fragrance and softness of the woman's body stained the earlobes of the banquet with a faint redness, forcing her to move her gaze away and quickly shaking her mind.

The banquet never knew how weak his willpower was. His heart is now filled with the appearance of teacher esteem and the aura of teacher esteem. His breathing gradually became confused.

At the end of the day, only one Qingxin spell can be forcibly read, and one thought is all night long.

Zhao He competed with others, but he ended up full of wolves.

He reluctantly stepped on the flying sword at his feet and was looking for a place to rest.

A cave in the distance caught his attention.

Zhao He fell in front of the cave, but he remained vigilant, holding a flying sword, and walked in lightly against the edge.

You know, caves like this, they usually meet some monster beast that lives here.

However, Zhao He went on a continuous journey, not to mention physical and mental fatigue. If he wants to continue to look for an opportunity in this mystery, he must restore the original most abundant state.

Just before he got to the bottom of it, he felt the aura of a man belonging to a monk, and now he was stunned.

So there's someone else who's staying in this cave?

Zhao He thought so and walked in unintentionally.

Between the same doors, with the exception of the opening edge, there is naturally no need to avoid.

Just when he saw the familiar figure, Zhao He stood still and his eyes showed some panic and consternation.

He thought he had already been buried in the mouth of the demon beast with the banquet and the honor of his teacher, and now he is printed alive in his curtains.

Zhao He first panicked, scared, how to retreat from his master's cultivation. If he wanted to kill him, it would be easy to slap him.

With a slight beneath his feet, Zhao He thought of his master's cold eyes and couldn't help but shrink a little, even if he wanted to escape.

No, no, no.

Zhao Hetong stopped and looked to where they were located.

At this moment, the worshipper held the master in his arms, and the master lay still in his chest like an ordinary woman.

Sex like her will never be like that, Zhao Hexin moves, unless... the master is now in a coma with a great deal of energy damage.

The whole heart instantly settled down, followed by the murderous intentions and ridicules that surfaced.

This is heaven helping him too.

Just kill both of them, then falsely accuse the feast of murdering the esteemed master, Yuanqi Dantian's damaged teacher esteem to his general trust, can not prevent, and he, in order to avenge the teacher esteem, killed the feast with one breath.

The corner of his mouth overflowed with a strange smile, Zhao He slowly walked in the direction of the other side, with a bamboo in his chest.

This banquet is now nothing more than a pseudo spiritual root, and talks about what his opponent is.

Just not close to half a meter, Zhao He was shocked out by an invisible force and fell hard on the wall of the hole beside him. Wow, a breath of blood spit out of his mouth.

He looked up incredibly and saw that the banquet was coming with a dark look when he got up. Somehow it was creepy in his heart.

Zhao He was about to lift the flying sword in his hand, but the banquet suddenly came in front of him and kicked his foot against his chest.

Zhao He originally had a bloody throat, his eyes covered with blood silk, stunned to discover that he could not resist half a move.

“You...”

“Big Brother, Long Time No See.” The feast dropped his eyes and his voice sank low.