Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

The man with the golden mask pulled out a black iron box and opened it, hiding the lips under the mask to create an arc of unknown meaning.

A dark golden locust squirmed its mottled body, and the next moment, a sharp, harsh sound spread in the air.

Shen Mubai, who was buried in the arms of Jun Jiuling, only felt that the sound was extremely ugly and gave people an uncomfortable feeling.

The Junjiu Ling holding her is a sudden slamming of the body, and the forehead blue ribs burst, as if suffering great pain.

At this moment, a few people stared at him distracted, looked at each other and slammed toward him. One of them even asked him to walk away from the sinking wood in his arms.

When I felt that the weight in my arms was light, and the girl was restrained by one of the other people, the blood of the Jiu-Jing Mausoleum surged, and a kind of horrible breath spread throughout his body.

"Give her back to me!"

Several people have been shocked by his appearance, and the screaming screams in the iron box are now abruptly stopped. They are dying and the dark red blood splashes the person closest to it. Face, the man squinted at the moment like the Heilongjiang’s Jun Jiuling, and he was shocked. "How could it be. Impossible! Impossible!"

Jun Jiuling’s **** scorpions stared at them tightly, and the next moment, the figure standing in the field disappeared.

The man who came to Shenmubai only felt that the heavenly spirit was covered with a big hand, and then the front of the eye was black, and there was a pain in the head. The blood of the brain was splashed and poured forward in a very **** appearance.

The girl returned to her own arms again, and the blood color of the eyes of Jun Jiuling faded. He whispered and sighed at each other while looking at the few people with the eyes of the dead.

The two people hiding in the dark were holding their mouths. One of them was the one who wanted to track Shen Mubai and Wu Er on the street that day, and the other was his partner.

The partner's legs were soft and shouted. "This monarch is really a murderous demon, and it is more terrible than the king who climbed out of hell."

Zhao Xun is a condensed look. "The kung fu techniques of those people don't look like the famous ones in the rivers and lakes..." He seemed to think of something, his face changed slightly, he whispered, "inverted image." It is similar to Fire Lotus, but why do they want to kill Jun Jiuling..."

As if he had noticed something, he took the partner around him and said, "Go!"

"Teacher, the subordinates are slow to rescue, but also ask the Lord to punish!" The right few people rushed in, their faces are unprecedentedly heavy and annoyed.

They should have been careful to be wary, but I didn’t expect the other party to scream at the West and sent a difficult figure. When they reacted, they rushed.

The Yun Niang, which should not have appeared in this, was sandwiched between several people. Looking at the appearance of Jun Jiuling, he frowned slightly. "Teacher?"

Jun Jiuling body swayed for a moment, and the white wood in his arms helped him quickly.

"Teacher!" The right few people rushed to the past.

Looking at the corner on the left, Yun Niang shook her head and said, "Go by them."

After returning to the inn to reopen a room, Yun Niang followed Shen Mubai and helped the secluded Jun Jiuling to the bed.

Shen Mubai still has some fascination. Some of the changes tonight include the conversion of Jun Jiuling. Some of them were shocked until Yunniang called her, and then they will look at the focal length. "Three masters?"

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