Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

She couldn’t help but round her eyes.

Rong Qing eyes smoothed her little face. "Not too late."

Shen Mubai quickly covered his hands and felt a cold and smooth touch.

I couldn't help but think a little dizzy, the skin of the man is really good.

Although the ladder is far away, but in the mysterious mirror, the figure of the two people is clearly reflected. The little radish heads looked at the eyes directly, until the people disappeared, and they could not return to God for a long time.

Jiang Yueer’s heart was forgiven, and even when the man turned around, he couldn’t help but shout. “Respect, I am willing to be a servant under your door, and I hope to honor it.”

She doesn't feel that she has something worse than that person. Since she can become, she will certainly be able to enter the eyes of respect.

But who knows, Qing Mo Zun did not go back to the beginning, as if he had never heard her words.

However, Jiang Yueer knew in her heart that she would have listened to her words and listened to her words. I ignored it and looked too lazy to look at it.

She couldn't help but bite her lip and her face was pale.

Shen Mubai’s hand was in the hands of the man, but it was in front of him, and they were on a mountain.

The white jade steps, the palace is foggy, but it seems to be placed in the nine heavens.

"What is your name?" Rong Qing let go of her hand and walked toward the front.

Shen Mubai quickly followed, the voice was soft and harmless, "Nine children, Su Jiuer."

Because of the small size, it is somewhat difficult to keep up with the pace of the people ahead.

The man in white gilt has not looked back, but the steps under his feet have slowed down. "From today, you will live in this thousand peaks. I will give you a jade every day, you only need to finish. The above matters are enough."

His voice is indifferent, and the words spoken are like a time and space, full of alienation and coldness.

Shen Mubai followed behind him, listening carefully and then smiling sweetly, "Yes, respect."

"You are not in the mystery now. Don't mess with the things in this temple. Let me send someone who can eat the edible ingredients tomorrow. You can solve it yourself." Rong Qing said again.

Shen Mubai chick nodded like a glutinous rice, "OK, respect."

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On the 3rd day of the Millennium Peak, Shen Mubai took the jade every day, but did not see the half figure of Rong Qing, could not help but feel a little lost.

She had thought that even if she was a servant, she could see the man every day. It seems that she still thinks a little more.

On the mainland of Xuan Ling, those who enter the cultivation and reach the upper Xuan will no longer have to enter the grains. Shen Mubai has not yet stepped into the first step of cultivation, and naturally he has to eat.

The kitchen is in the partial hall. She has to prepare her own food every day. There are many utensils and exotic plants in the Millennium Hall. She doesn't know much about it, she can only follow the jade to care for one or two.

Shen Mubai is now in the main hall, holding the flowers with the spring water.

The peanuts were very beautiful. She stared for a while and found that the spring water had poured a little more and quickly recovered.

Shen Mubai was annoyed in his heart and prayed that he would not have any problems.

Just a glance at the afternoon, the flower is withered a lot, and has disappeared from the vitality.

She suddenly changed her face and was overwhelmed.

In the end, like a pupil who is doing something wrong, he looks at the hall and screams, "Respect, are you there?"

The figure of Rong Qing solidified to the entity with the illusion, standing in front of her, looking faint, "What?"

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