Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

Gusts of wind came surging along with the strange smell of carrion.

The young man's expression became serious and tense, his legs trembled to the extreme, and the blood on his face was drawn away little by little. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't, because his mouth and nose were tightly covered by the darkness.

Anxiety and fear were entangled together, and the cloud of black air condensed into the outline of a grown man. The young man couldn't see his appearance, and he didn't dare to look at it!

The wallet and necklace in his hand were snatched away by the cloud of black air.

Hearing the cold and mocking laughter, the young man rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth from being pinched, and passed out.

Lu Yun stood under the stairs, listening to her slight movements, and sighed softly.

After all, he is still stupid, and he doesn't know how to judge people.

Sensing that she was already ten meters away from him, Lu Yun concealed his breath and followed.

He has been following Luo Miao for a whole day in the state of a ghost. This scene seems to go back to five years ago. He followed a girl he had never met from the morgue all the way. From curiosity to heartache, he never felt liking, and only used for four days.

On the other hand, Luo Miao didn't notice the noise downstairs at all, she finally climbed to the top of the building.

The biting cold wind blew away her hair with the smell of stale earth, and the messy strands of hair scattered on her face, and the memory of being scattered by two gunshots replayed in her mind.

Before he died, Lu Yun's worried face was in 4K quality, and he could count the number of clear eyelashes.

Of course, the dog man's worries are not for her, but for his beloved first love.

Live and die for her, plan for her, block the knife for her and find a substitute for her!

Luo Miao ground her molars, she really deserved to be the good son of Tiandao.

[My dear host, you have finally come to me!I have been waiting for you for five years! 】

Tian Xiaodao was aggrieved.

It just went to upgrade a level, and when it came back, it found that its host had been imprisoned by the assassination of the daughter of luck. Before it could stop it, it saw the deity who had been cold for a long time turned into a ghost and appeared.

His appearance made the host calm down, and also made the host give away a head for nothing!

Those two shots not only took the host's life, made her lose heart, but also scattered all her memories and soul body!

It took Tian Xiaodao a long time to reshape Luo Miao's soul body, and he was devastated to find that his host had become stupid and disconnected from her.

It was trying to reconnect with Luo Miao every day, but the two idiots couldn't receive its signal at all. Later, she was taken to the United States by the gods, and it was even more difficult for Tian Xiaodao to contact her.

After finally connecting several times, the host, the second idiot, regarded him as an evil spirit and blocked him!

If he could shed tears, Tian Xiaodao would definitely burst into tears.

[I finally waited for you. Fortunately, I didn't give up. Happiness doesn't come easily, so we will cherish it even more.Host, you are finished!You maliciously assassinate the daughter of luck, the overlord of heaven will not let you go! 】

Luo Miao raised her lifeless eyes and didn't care: "Yes."

When will God let her go.

If he could do it all over again, Luo Miao would do it again, and the knife would fall faster, so fast that he could strangle Lu Yun together.

[Host, please take it easy, can we stay away from Bai Weiwei this time?I really can’t roll over again qwq]

Luo Miao snorted, took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of the windbreaker, opened the plastic pack, bit the cigarette butt, turned over and sat on the roof, with both feet in the air, looking down at the dark place below, not wanting to speak.

[Host don't be sad, just think about the god, don't you want the god to come back? 】

"I am not sad."

Luo Miao was just a little angry.

Mo Yunliu just likes a person. .seven

He has done nothing wrong, why can't the person he loves not hurt him, but also just like him?

A few hundred meters around was empty, the messy hair covered the pain and hostility in the blue eyes, leaving only the indifference that lingered all over the body.

Luo Miao flipped on the lighter without saying a word, the red orange flame lit the cigarette, she took a sip lightly, and exhaled the ethereal smoke.

It's okay, she's getting better slowly.