Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

Chapter 225: The seventh princess of the weakling prince (42) will be updated! Thank you little fairy for your recommendation vote~

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"It's such a strong wind, something happened."

"Could it be... Could it be that the master of Junxie Pavilion... is here..."

"Why don't we kneel down quickly..."

The cold wind blew hard and everything was blown up. Everyone staggered around and knelt down to worship.

The emperor was startled and hurriedly came down from the high platform. He looked at the ink-colored sky, staggered and knelt down and said: "I don't know why we have offended the gods. I hope the gods will appease their anger and forgive us..."

The next second, the wind stopped, and the sky gradually lit up like the early morning sun.

Snowflakes like cotton wool slowly floated down, with a touch of cold meaning, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.

The entire city of Kyoto was instantly covered in white snow, with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow falling.

The heaven and earth undergo sudden changes, and no one knows whether they are serious or good. Everyone can only kneel down...

"It's... it's snowing..."

"We must have angered the gods. This second-married woman cannot marry..."

"It's a crime, it's really a crime!"

The people around him hurriedly knelt down, and you talked to each other like a detective who solved a case.

Luo Qingchen raised her hand slightly, and snowflakes fell gently on her palm, so tenderly.

The air was filled with the faint fragrance of crabapple flowers. She pursed her lips slightly, tears welling up in her eyes uncontrollably.

Jun Yaochen narrowed his eyes and stared at the suddenly snowy sky. He gritted his teeth and said, "Who is pretending to be a ghost? Don't let me come out."

He didn't believe why such a change occurred when he married Luo Qingchen. It must have been done deliberately by someone with a heart!

It's obviously just one step away, just one step away!

He has been surrounded by countless women in his life, and he is wild and unrestrained. He never gets what he wants, and he can succeed as long as he uses all his means.

But why can’t I get this thing

He is a dignified prince, one person is inferior to ten thousand people. He is not convinced and unwilling to accept it! Why did Liantian have to stop him!

"Bad boy, shut up!" Seeing that he was still standing upright, the emperor jumped up angrily, looked at him angrily and said, "Why don't you kneel down with me quickly!"

The emperor was naturally panicked. He naturally knew that there was only one person in this world who had the ability and ability to make great changes in the world.

And that person is the person he respects and fears the most in his life.

He gave him the throne where he could sit safely, and also took away his 100,000 military talismans.

Now, why did he leave Junxie Pavilion and appear here

The faint feeling of uneasiness in his heart caused his body to tremble slightly while he was kneeling on the ground. And his evil son actually resisted!

"Father, there must be something fishy in this, I'm waiting for you..."

"call out-"

Before Jun Yaochen finished speaking, a wisp of white smoke instantly wrapped his arms around Luo Qingchen's waist and pulled her.

He reacted very quickly and grabbed her hand, but unexpectedly, he was hit hard in the heart by a powerful force.

I felt something sweet in my mouth, and I spat out a mouthful of blood on the white snow.

Luo Qingchen felt her body being picked up by a gentle force, and instantly landed under the pear tree not far away.

Under the tree stood a figure as indifferent as mortals. The man was wearing a white robe, a crescent-shaped mask, and a faint smile on his lips.

There is a faint scent of crabapple flowers in the air. Take a deep breath and you will be intoxicated.

She bit her lip gently, her fingertips trembling.

The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand slightly, and the moment it touched her white palm, he held it firmly in his hand. (To be continued)