Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 1300 Master's Little Demon Girl (72)

Bai Weiwei said that he was not happy. "Forget it, I am very happy today. The result is defeated by you. If you don't want to be my little five, I won't bother you, let's go."

Send a person.

A simple sentence.

Dislike an impatient attitude.

It’s really vicious and direct.

There is no kindness in heart.

Of course, there is no fear of slag.

Snow did not know that her heart was not good, but did not expect it to be chilly.

Even the feelings can be played.

How can she play? Playing with emotions, isn’t it so confident that you won’t miss it?

The snow looks at the man behind her, all of them are excellent and their appearance is different.

It seems that her choice of men's eyes is so fickle and happy.

It is so good.

And her means is really good, even his heart has been captured.

How can others compare with him, once he loves it is terrible.

He could not be in love with other people's temperament, and she was completely trapped by her.

Others are even easier.

She did not miss her hand, and he was better than him. He lost his hand once and failed on her.

It turns out that everything is a scam...

The faint sigh echoed in his heart, and the sigh became a million swords, and the bones were dismantled, and he was dismembered.

There was a hint of paleness in the face of the snow. He thought that he would live a few days and live with it.

She wants the stars to be staring at her.

The rivers and lakes will be stirred into the wind and rain to capture her good mood of the day, and he is happy to do it.

Thinking again, if she really likes the heart of a man.

Just be a small five, let her happy... When the fifth is OK, the first four will die.

The pain of the chest without snow has exceeded the limit that humans can bear. He still has a calm face and reaches out and gently holds her finger.

His tone trembled and he finally softened his temper.

"Well, do you really want to keep up with me? You are mad at me."

The last struggle, dying.

Bai Weiwei slaps his hand and slaps his face and looks at him coldly. "You are bored, or you are more fun at the beginning. Now you, I don't like it."

After that, she turned without hesitation.

"I don't marry, I am in a bad mood today, and you four will come to me tomorrow."

The other four men mourned at the same time. "Wei Wei, the **** of your game is really tossing the dead."

Bai Weiwei squatted back and glared, "I don't like to roll, who is rare, but a game, I am a man who can play."

The rest of the men surrendered immediately. "Okay, I will be happy tomorrow, and I will make you happy."

Bai Weiwei only showed a smile, then turned and left.

The long red wedding dress was dragged to the ground, the same bright color as her.

Bai Weiwei walked high on the edge and said, "Queen, I am the proper queen. I should have let me attack such a good plane. All men, but ants, have to call my father."

The system is holding the forehead, and it is really impossible for the host to die to this point.

"Do you know? The male leader is the first to use force."

Bai Weiwei looked innocent and smiled. "Well? Isn't it a serious injury? Are there four high-level masters who are not very powerful?"

Although the four masters are bad guys.

But martial arts are indeed very high.

The system is silent, and then says: "The first meaning of force is that all the people in this plane add up and confront him, and they will be killed by him."

(End of this chapter)