Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

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The next second, before she reacted, the black man who was headed screamed: "Give me up -"

Luo Dust did not have time to do a lot of thinking, just tear off a piece of cloth from the brocade on his body, as a masked veil to cover his own appearance.

It is rumored that the emperor is very clever, and she still remembers his appearance. The emperor must have an impression on her. This is one of them.

Since these black people know her identity, they must be largely the people in the palace. It is possible that the princes will be in the same phase. This is the second.

Therefore, she still hides some of her things before she figures out what is going on.

"Hey--" only heard the sound of a long sword.

Luo Dust does not say anything, as if from the sky, the hand-held phoenix sword is now in front of Feng Yu.

In today's holy place, the man who has countless rights in the Forbidden City has a day that needs people to save.

"Who are you, are you looking for death?" The black man who looked at him seemed to be in a hurry. After all, it was a barren mountain, and suddenly there was a person who still armed with weapons. It is inevitable that there would be no second person.

They are now assassinating the emperor, and if they are exposed, they are the felony of the Zhulian tribe.

"Don't look at it--" Luo sneered a sneer: "I am alone."

Looking at the people who kept watching and looking around, the ugly black man couldn’t help but feel particularly funny.

It seems that even the desperate is still very afraid of death.

It is like if Feng Yu is not dead today, then there are people at the place, including their nine people.

"I see you are looking for death -"

The black man screamed and waved in the direction of Luo Ding with his big knife.

"Girl..." Feng Yu grabbed her sleeve and wanted to pull her behind her. She didn't know that Luo was dusting in the moment when his hand touched her sleeve, a small light work, facing the enemy.

This is the first time she has faced a person who has been alive and has taken his head straight.

Not because she is cruel to give opportunities, but because these people understand very well.

If Feng Yu died here today, it is that they died here.

So even if they fight for the last breath, they won't back down.

Luo Dust probably understood this, so a fatal, no mercy.

"Oh--" The black man in the presence saw the leader's head fall like this, and everyone sucked a cold breath.

The other party’s movements are so fast that they have not seen it, and the person is already dead...

"You...who are you..."

"Who I am not important, the important thing is..." Luo said with a sneer: "Do you close your hand?"

"No, we can't stop." Another black man stood up and said: "Now the leader is dead, everyone listens to me, killing this unidentified person and Feng Yu--"

"That's right, we have no way! They must die today-"

"We are together, we are so many people, I am afraid that they will not succeed."

"Oh--" Luo Ding-Ding listened to this sentence, "Hanyan Zhuangyu" and couldn't stand the touch of the ear: "I said that you can't get it, do you want to go together? I won't keep it." You don't need it either."

"Give me kill -"

Between the electric and the flint, a group of people swarmed up, and Luo was dusty and cold, and in a white coat, holding a phoenix dance sword in the black man, seeing the blood seal, the speed is extremely fast.

In less than a moment, there were only a few black people left.

At that time, her white clothes had been dyed red, and the original clear scorpion was also slightly reddened by the blood of the killing.