Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Wang Yi didn’t know how long he ran, until he disappeared, his face disappeared when the screams of the three masters of the master’s brother were not as good as death. With a bit of sorrow and fear.

"Two brothers." A low voice rang around.

Falling in Wang Yi's ear is simply a reminder. He has fallen a little in the wolf and grabbed the lighting beads tightly. "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."

The familiar and strange face in memory reveals a deep outline and slowly approaches him.

The cold sweat on Wang Yi’s head ran down. He swallowed his throat and climbed back. His chest was full of fear and panic. He pleaded with grief. “Little brother, the second brother did not save you, it was big. The idea of ​​the brothers and your three masters has nothing to do with the two brothers."

The feastful black eyes fell on his face, his face looked down on the waves, and then walked straight toward the other side.

Wang Yi’s eyeballs shivered slightly, and the next moment slammed into the feast.

The instrument in his hand had not touched the other party, and he was flying away from the earthquake. Wang Yi fell to the ground again, looking at the face in the darkness with a sigh of relief. You killed the master and the three sisters? The master will not let you go."

The feast was slightly raised, and the tone was calm. "There is only one teacher."

Wang Yi shouted as he stepped back. "The secret disciples are not allowed to kill each other in the secret. Otherwise, you will not only be expelled from the division and Kaiyang, but my master will also let you pay the price. When you say it, you will be a real person. Even the head can't keep you!"

The feast was slightly over the face, and his eyes fell on the other's face. "Two brothers, I am here."

Wang Yi finally understood why the master brother and the three sisters would send out the screams of sorrow that were not as good as death. This feast was really a vicious heart. It was alive and alive, not only that, but even the body. The repairs were all abolished, and they could only be like a mortal, resisting this long delay.

"Banquet.. Rong.. One day.. I will definitely..."

The feast looked at the person lying on the ground who couldn’t see what it looked like. The tone was faint. "Two brothers, since I dare to kill you and the master, they have a 10% confidence."

The flesh and blood of the eyelids trembled slightly, and then Wang Yi heard the other side. "Your soul, I will take it well, and let you meet with Yuan Ling."

He couldn’t think of death. The kindly younger brother of the past has now become a crueler than the magic.

Wang Yi now only hates why there was no eternal suffering in the beginning.

It’s just useless to regret it. Now Ling’s Ling is only just Seoul. When his soul is tortured day and night, it’s the most painful thing.

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The teacher in his arms left the exit and feasted over the magma. When the sky was once again revealed in the eyes, he lifted it and then went all the way to the north and south.

In the cave, a clean animal skin was laid, and the woman in the arms was put down. The other side was licking the eyes, and the clear face was faintly pale.

The feast was low-eyed, reaching out and holding the other's hand, and put it on his face, muttering to himself, "The hand of the master is so cool."

Then he licked his lips and said, "If you have a fire, you will have a fire root."

He held the woman tightly into his arms, and he whispered in a low voice. "I have no choice but to make a decision. I don't want to blame the sin."

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