[Quick Transmigration] is coming!

The men in the first world are genetically identical to the men in the first small world.

Adjust the weight of the potion a little bit, change a more suitable formula, and time goes by little by little.

Yunmi Kingdom and Brahma Kingdom once again entered a peaceful period of reproduction.

Feng Zhen and others also received the emperor's will, asking them to go to Kyoto to receive the reward.

According to Wang Pianjiang, everyone's position will be promoted.

In the evening, Feng Zhen came to Gan Monan's camp, and the other party seemed to be waiting for him early, and met his expectant eyes as soon as he entered.

Gan Monan was able to sit up by himself, but his body was still very weak.

Hearing the news brought by the closure of the town, Gan Monan was much more energetic.

"We'll be leaving in half a month, and I should be able to stand up by then." He looked excited.

Seeing that Feng Zhen was wearing a pale casual robe, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and a pleasant appearance like Curling Qiuyue, his heart beat violently.

Gan Mo Nan has mixed flavors.

As terrible as this person's inside is, his outside is just as beautiful.

Even if you pile up thousands of words, it will not be as good as this person simply standing here.

Just showing a faint smile, Gan Monan couldn't help but want to sink into the little bit of tenderness contained in it.

He hadn't thought of You'er for a long time.

Obviously at that time he was in so much pain, suffering from knowing You'er's identity, they were clearly in love but destined not to stay together.

But now, in front of this handsome man, You'er's appearance began to become blurred.

His mind was completely taken away by the man in front of him.

The strong fragrance wrapped in the darkness, the deep and deadly voice, the strong and domineering orders... and the strong and strong physique...

All of these are tempting him to sink all the time.

But what this person brought to him was shame, cowardice, and humiliation without dignity.

Realizing this, Gan Monan couldn't bear it for a while.

Seeing that his complexion was not good, Feng Zhen casually said a few words of relief and left.

When he walked out of the tent, the sun was still shining, and it happened to hit his eyes.

Eyes narrowed slightly, Feng Zhen slightly raised one corner of his lips.

It is only a matter of time before Gan Monan falls into his hands.

As long as there are a few more waves from time to time, this person can ignite himself and contribute heat to him.

At that time, this person will be the meat in his hand, and he will be allowed to round and flatten it to do whatever he wants.

For today's Fengzhen, killing a person couldn't be easier, but it was the first time for him to destroy and rebuild. Although there are still some unsatisfactory places, the results are still remarkable.