Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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So tired, the eyelids keep falling down.

There is a chaos in my mind, and the sound of the surrounding swords is overwhelming.

She lifted her squat and looked at the man who was panicking in front of her, holding her in the woods.

Zhao Anyang’s two dead men all died in front of the grass house, but Fu Hongyuan has not yet arrived.

The front is the cliff, and the back is the chase.

Zhao Anyang, holding a white coat and all red, stood on the edge of the cliff, and her eyes were dead.

[System prompt: The body enters the danger line...]

I know, I know, is the pain noticeable? And you don't have to be euphemistic, you say that I am dying!

【Yes. The system silently indicates that the host is not too stupid.

Luo dusted his eyes slightly, looked at the flames that flashed in front of him, and gently pulled Zhao Anyang’s sleeves: "Imper... Emperor..."

"Peace, don't talk." Zhao Anyang is full of red eyes, thin lips shaking slightly, the voice with incomparable panic.

She took a deep breath, blinked, and looked at his almost collapsed side with a shallow smile. He lifted his hands and his cool fingertips slid over his face: "Do you know? When taking the snow lotus in Qingnan Mountain, the blood on the white clothes is probably the same as now."

He had a glimpse of his heart. He knew that he had to go to Qingnanshan to take the snow lotus in the sky. It was definitely a life of nine deaths. Therefore, even if he knows that Tianshan Snow Lotus can make him see the light again, he never thought that he could get it.

After all, this is simply impossible.

Under the heavens, there are six in eight.

As far as he knows, there are very few people who get the snow lotus in Tianshan. The heroes who died in the Qingnan Mountain are numerous.

At that time, she must have done her best today.

Even life...

She did so much for him, and what did he do?

Using the Luo family behind her to succeed in the emperor, the woman who died in the country returned to the palace, watching the woman personally destroy her favorite child in this life?

What did he do when she was saddened?

Li Yan is colorless for the noble, let her spread the rumors that she is rushing to the crown palace?

And the woman who did all this for him, in a desolate palace, washed his face in tears every day.

This useless self, why do you love her.

He simply does not deserve to have her love...

"Pour the child..." Zhao Anyang's body kept shaking, and a crystal teardrop fell.

Looking at her pale, paper-like face, Zhao Anyang's heart is like the pain of mixing together. How much he hoped that the arrow would pierce his chest and kill her.

"Don't cry..." Luo Dingchen seems to feel that the hot liquid keeps falling on the back of his hand. She uses her strength to take a deep breath: "I love you so much... I don't want you to be sad, I won't die." You don't want to cry..."

At this moment, Zhao Anyang almost collapsed.

She was **** in her arms, her cheeks were bloodless, and she looked at him with a pair of eyes.

On the edge of life and death, in order not to worry him, she still used the last glimmer of strength, pulled out a smile and surrounded him with warmth, glaring at him.

"Luo Dust, you can't die. If you die, I will accompany you." He snorted and snorted, squatting down, his hands clasped gently, her eyes brows, eyes It is absolutely determined.

He used me instead of jealousy.

The blood that has passed through the body has gradually blurred her brain, and the last weak consciousness collapsed. There was no blackness in front of me.

[叮 - Good feeling plus 20, the task completion is 90%. 】