Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder Cheating Strategy

Behind her, Xian'e quickly replied, "it's Xuantian's divine punishment to inform Xianjun. Madam is here to reflect."

His head was dizzy, he rubbed his forehead, "God? The God

He didn't respond. What he heard most often was Jiang Shi, forgetting that he was the God of Xuantian.

Fairy e trembles, where dare to call God's name.

Gu Ting sat on the stone bench and sipped his mouth. He suddenly felt that he was not right this time.

He got up and looked as if he was going to have a look.

Yin Fei frost side of the small fairy e surprised to look at him, and looked at his master, bang a kowtow, "please Xianjun poor lady."

Xiao Xian'e is crying. Gu Ting's head aches at night, and a pair of cold eyes appear in front of him.

There was disappointment in it. He sipped his mouth and left with his robe.

"Since it's fakneel, reflect on it. When the time comes, she will get up naturally."

Yin Feishuang listens to Gu tingye's cold voice, with a sneer in her heart.

When his figure went away, the prohibition on her body dispersed, and she fell on the ground with a plop.

Behind her, Xian'e quickly helped her recite the flying frost and took out a fragrant handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat on her forehead.

Her eyes seem to be picking up a poison, red pistil nail set into the palm of the hand, blood directly overflow.

She exclaimed in amazement. Xian'e wiped her hand. She felt pain and kicked that Xian'e away.

"Will you do it?"

"Wait, I'll show you!"

Yin Feishuang has a sneer in her heart, which makes Jiang Shi and Gu tingye hate each other.

At the beginning, she was really bewitched. How could she feel that if she married Gu Ting, she would be happy and become the most noble woman?

She touched her knee, a pain that made her limp.

When she went back, she made a bowl of soup for Gu tingye, which contained enough.

"Husband, please drink."

Gu Ting couldn't sleep in the night. Yin Feishuang called him gently. He took a drink and barely had a trace of spirit.

"You're back?"

"Well." Yin Feishuang blinked. Under the shaking of the curtain, she couldn't see the look in her eyes.

"Drink it."

At this moment, the last trace of nostalgia in Yin Feishuang's heart is gone. She looks at Gu tingye coldly.

He took a few more mouthfuls and smelled an unusual fragrance at the tip of his nose. "Have you changed the fragrance again?"

"Well." Yin Feishuang turned around and took out a piece of fragrant handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth.

"Is it fragrant?"

Gu Ting turned around at night and lay on the bed again.

Yin Feishuang looked at him coldly, and then heard his symmetrical breathing.

The corner of her mouth rose, she took out a stick of incense, and lit it with a light hand.

With Gu tingye's constant breathing, he sucked in all the fragrance.

After absorbing half a root of incense, Yin Feishuang attached to Gu tingye's ear and said softly, "Yin Feishuang is your favorite wife. You can't forget it forever. You should always be good to her and love her forever..."

After a pause, she said, "Jiang Shi is the person you hate most. You want to kill him..."

Yin Feishuang didn't notice when he said Jiang Shi, Gu tingye was struggling.

After all this, Yin Feishuang was afraid that the medicine effect was not enough, and lit up the remaining incense.

A piece of incense burned out, and a little tongue of fire breathed through her fingertips. She felt a pang of pain in her head, and a wisp of divine consciousness was forcibly pulled away, and her mouth, eyes and ears overflowed with blood.