Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The wood is not moving.

Jun Jiu Ling looked at her faintly, and the slightly magnetic sound line was cold, "Give me."

Shen Mubai gave him the locust.

The locusts returned to the hands of Jun Jiuling. Although some of them were reluctant, they understood who was the real master of it, and they were very small with their fat legs.

Jun Jiuling was coveted and looked at it. "It is closed for a month."

The locusts are all frozen.

Jun Jiuling did not look at it, but his finger bounced and bounced it back into the jar that should have been.

The fat worm slammed into the jar and the squad succumbed to the corner.

The owner is not happy.

Shen Mubai’s nerves and big strips also know that Jun Jiuling’s mood at this time is not so good. He dare not touch the head and stand still in motion.

She stared at the progress bar at the top of the other side. For a time, she felt awkward, and the 50% progress bar came from.

I couldn't help but feel strange, so I said it to the system.

The system is also somewhat puzzled, simply saying, "No matter what, anyway, the progress bar will go up."

Shen Mubai, "....." The current system is irresponsible to this point.

The system decided that no matter what, she was even less likely to do anything, so she continued to live the days of cooking and serving the Lord.

During her successful promotion, she became a close-knit sergeant of Jun Jiuling, always at the other side.

Shen Mubai also discovered a secret, that is, Jun Jiuling was fed with blood and fed his own blood.

Jun Jiuling did not seem to worry about letting her know about this matter, and brought her with the congregation when she was in the lobby.

Although he got the weight of his own, he seemed to have scored inside, but Shen Mubai was not happy, and he was suspicious of it all day.

This can't blame her. After all, the Junjiu Mausoleum during the day is simply a snake disease. The ghost knows what he will do anytime and anywhere.

Teaching Chinese children to be very dissatisfied with her after Jun Jiu Ling, especially those elders, a pair of look at the eyes of the glamorous goods, so angry that the beard is up.

However, they are well aware of the temperament of Jun Jiuling. Even if they are dissatisfied, they dare not say anything.

Jun Jiuling does not seem to care what their attitudes and thoughts are, but also to Shen Mubai, who is standing behind him, "for me."

Shen Mubai naturally feels the sights under the church, and with great pressure to help the nine tombs.

The old man with a white beard secretly glanced at her, and snorted, and then stood up. "Teacher, what new situation is there on the military division?"

Jun Jiuling frowned. "With some strength, have you not eaten?"

Shen Mubai paused and increased his strength.

The elders rounded up their throats, and their faces were black and black. "Teacher, there is no such thing as a single measure. What do you want her to use?"

Jun Jiuling leaned back on the seat, and the narrow scorpion was as deep as the sea, and faintly said, "Lin Lin, have you forgotten something?"

Lin Elder heard that his face was a stiff face. He naturally understood the temperament and style of Jun Jiuling. He could not allow anyone to have any interference or opinion on his decision, so he said, "If you belong to the next time, you will be blamed. ”

Jun Jiuling knocked on the table, "Go and pray yourself, continue."

Elder Lin once again said, "Yes, the leader, but I don't know what the military division is. What is the rumor that everyone in the rivers and lakes is our fire lotus."

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