Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The woman’s fragile neck is exposed to the line of sight, and the young blue scorpion gradually becomes dark, and the hidden fangs have signs of faintness. He leaned down slightly, sniffed and sniffed, his voice a little low and hoarse. "This is what you sent to the door."

O'Goud's two arms slammed her on the cupboard, and Shen Mubai had no way to retreat. He could only look at the other side's lips and the cool touch touched with shudders.

She couldn't help but lick her eyes, and the long curled eyelashes trembled.

The sharp fangs reached the fragile skin, and Ogud smiled. "Your body is shaking."

Shen Mubai still couldn’t pass his psychological level, took a deep breath and suddenly pushed the other side away.

Ogud stepped back and the deep blue eyes looked over. Then raise your hand.

She was so scared that she turned quickly, but she forgot the obstacles behind her. The whole man slammed into the hard cabinet, and he was black, and he didn’t know anything.

When I woke up again, Shen Mubai consciously touched his forehead, and there was no intentional pain. I quickly looked around and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

she is back.

"System, what is the mission? You should not admit the wrong man."

Ogud seems to be alive and kicking, except for blood-sucking problems, but also to save.

"When the world data is loading, please be patient." The system replies.

Shen Mubai numbly got up from the bed and went to the kitchen to find food.

Filled her stomach, and when she passed the corridor, she couldn't help but see the painting.

The dark corridor is like a direction, the expensive wool blankets are spreading all the way, and the candlelight flares on the side emit an orange glow.

Shen Mubai couldn’t help but reach out and suddenly awake a few moments at the moment he was about to touch.

Going back one step, quickly returning to the room to close the door, she patted her little chest, and the painting must have problems.

The fright over there will be slow for a while, let alone the time is in the morning, and Shen Mubai said that it must last until the last moment.

At noon, there was still no movement in Qingqing’s room. She thought about it and decided to take a look.

The moment I opened the bedroom, the scene in front of me made Shen Mubai feel a little wrong.

The blood has solidified, and the broken mirror is torn apart, spreading the traces of fine smashing.

The whole person seems to be climbing in, and her body is not drawn in an adult shape. The smile on her lips seems to be stuck in that stage with time. It looks strange and chilling.

No one knows what she saw in the mirror, only she knew it. The dark, innocent eyes looked straight ahead, and there were countless broken dolls underneath.

Shen Mubai stood in the field for a while, then silently closed the door.

Of the seven, she is left alone.

Shen Mubai’s soles chilled up. “System, do you say I will die?”

System Road, "Do not rule out this possibility, so you have to strive to complete the task as soon as possible."

Ogud’s fangs seemed to be close at hand, and Shen Mubai’s silence was drilled into the bed.

Then shivered.

It is impossible to sleep, and it is impossible to sleep in this life.

But by the middle of the night, the eyelids couldn’t help but pull down.

Shen Mubai slowly yawned, wiping his tears and nodding like a chicken.

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