Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

It wasn't until 10 minutes later that the voice slowly weakened and then made a huge snoring sound.

Shen Kibai sat next to the left encounter and watched him sit on the roll. At about 10: 30, the left encounter was not finished.

The young man sitting on the stool stood up and took his clothes out of the closet and opened the door towards the bathroom.

Shen Kibai was still embarrassed to follow up, so she started staring at things.

She couldn't connect to the system, and this seemed to be a continuous scenario from the last dream.

Shen Kibai was somewhat distracted, and she didn't recover until she came out with the bathroom door open to her left.

The teenager with the water vapor appeared a little thin and a little thin on the left. Although a meter and seven is not short at this age, it is because of such a strong contrast that he appeared a little shocking.

Zuo Fuzhong leaned against his door, snoring, a face full of alcohol.

Shen Kibai was somewhat disturbed, and after meeting her left, she felt that she had forgotten something important.

Until Left was about to walk to his bedroom, Left Fuzhong, who was still asleep, opened his eyes, tranced for a moment, then grabbed Left Hand and stood up scoldingly, “Motherfucker, you're not going to answer me, are you? I'm going to show you some color today. ”

If we meet left in the past, we may be able to break free.

However, he was beaten by Chen Jiahui several people today, and Zuo Fuzhong was more energetic during the peace, so he was dragged all the way.

Zuo Fuzhong grabbed his hair and hit the wall hard.

His left body curled slightly, and he raised his face, his eyes staring straight at the past.

Zuo Fuzhong disliked this look, hit a hiccup, and the fire threw him on the ground.

One of the lines in Shen Wood's white brain was like being bandaged by someone's hand, instantly remembering what important message she had forgotten, and running to the teenager in horror, “Left encounter, get up, he will kill you! Get up! ”

Left met the ground and moved, but before he could climb up, Zuo Fuzhong again grabbed his rear collar and threw it hard on the ground.

Then kicked him hard.

Left stunned snorted, bent over, half-sounding unable to climb.

Shen Kibai witnessed Zuo Fuzhong being beaten to death with a red eye like he was on a stimulant, and finally he wobbled and picked up the bottle on the ground and hit it hard against the teenager's head...

Blood filled the ground, glass bottles smashed the ground, and a striking red mixture of bubbles fainted on the ground.

The teenager lay on the ground, slightly curling his body motionless, slightly shrugging his eyes dark, so staring at a place.

His head bled down, along his forehead, his eyebrows, his nostrils, his face full of blood.

Shumwood White tried to wipe the blood off his forehead and finally reached out slightly to touch his nose.

She couldn't feel anything, but she felt like she was stuck in her heart.

When she woke up, she found herself with tears all over her face.

The dream was just to restore the past to the left, but she seemed like she'd been living with the left for more than a decade.

Until a cool breath approached her, she came to wake up as if she were dreaming and shook up suddenly.

On the left, the cold hand scrubbed away the tears from her face, her eyes staring blackened and dead-eyed.