Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

Su Tang crawled out of the dilapidated tent. The tent was dirty, and she was actually not much better.

I thought that the homeless people who were still disgusted a few days ago felt that the clothes they had worn for a few days were still clean. As a result, the feng shui took turns, and now this ‘clean’ is finally her turn.

Her hair has not been washed for two or three days, her face is greasy, her clothes are dirty, and her small face is not as beautiful and agile as before. As the **** of death said, she looks like a little girl crawling out of the trash. insect.

Su Tang has long lost his temper by these darkened male protagonists, and because of this, she is humiliated by death. She doesn't even move her eyelids. If possible, she even wants to go back to her own small garbage dump.

Unfortunately, before she could do anything, Death had already lifted her up.

Xu Shi disliked her for being dirty. Although Death lifted her up, he did not directly contact her, but used spiritual power to vacate people's feet.

Su Tang thumped her short legs in the air, pretending to be scared, looking at death like a demon.

The boss with her pupils diminished and her mouth opened, but because of the garlic paste added to the meal she ate before, the smell in her mouth has not yet dissipated.

"You bug, even if you look ugly, your mouth is so stinky!"

The **** of death is used to being a venomous and arrogant tongue. In that world, her name was a stupid thing, but now, the name may have to be upgraded to something stinky.

Su Tang made a cowering expression, and if she could, she could even show him a urinary incontinence, but this idea was quickly denied by her.

No matter how down-and-out she is, she can't be ashamed to this point, otherwise one day the vest is not kept, this kind of black history is enough to make her cut herself.

"You, you... monster..."

She stammered, because she was so scared that she couldn't even look at her.

If the former **** of death, such a person appeared in front of him, you don’t need to spend any words, just send her back to the west, but this is a strange world, he finally came over, and lost a picture of his most beloved halfway. Now, in order not to attract the attention of all parties, he has to slowly understand the world and slowly integrate into it.

He used to be the most afraid of trouble in the Death Temple. Even the back garden of the Death Temple was arranged by the God of Light. Now, if his wife was lost, he would not bother to leave his Death Temple.

This ordinary world is not too big, but he can't detect the soul of his wife.

This is impossible.

He used countless arrays, and in the end it was impossible to find the wrong place. The only possibility was that his wife had covered up his breath.

In such an ordinary world, releasing too much spirit of death is likely to turn this world into a death planet. At that time, once the world consciousness collapses, he will never find his escaped wife. .

The **** of death was very upset, but no matter how upset he was, he could only follow the pace of this world.

The world is too weak, and he doesn't like to interact with those weak, so in the end, he decided to find himself a male servant.

The **** of death swept the tramp up and down, and finally stopped at a certain place of her. Seeing that she saw her and didn't scare her urine, she finally felt a little relieved.

The breath of the **** of death is strong, not to mention ordinary people, even those weaker gods will urinate in their **** when they see him.

Su Tang didn't know it at all, so she brushed past freedom.

"Weak human beings, from now on, you will be my servant."

When Reaper said this, he didn't give her a chance to think at all, and he blew directly into her face.

The breath from the **** of death, colorless and tasteless, can be touched, but willingly dedicate himself to him.

After Su Tang had been with him for so long, she was very clear about his tricks, like now, her pupils gradually dilated and enlarged, and finally, everything returned to calm.

She no longer shivered, and when she came down from the air, she stood behind the **** of death obediently.

"Yes, my lord."

Her voice no longer fluctuated, but Death was extremely satisfied.

"Let's go, stinky stuff."

Su Tang stood behind him, so Death couldn't see her expression right now.

After hearing his address, the little girl had her expressionless face, but now she twitched slightly.

Sure enough, this guy's terrible character really hasn't changed at all!

The **** of death walked out of the darkness and came to the bustling neighborhood. He looked at the clothes of the pedestrians around him, and finally fixed himself on some girls.

He frowned slightly, girls of this era wear so little?

That clothes, that skirt, can't be called clothes, this is just a piece of rag!

Reaper's face was getting worse and worse. He thought that if his little wife also dressed like this, he would go crazy.

His eyes were too direct and straight, and the girls were embarrassed by him, but because of his handsome face, many girls were shyly smiling at him instead.

The Grim Reaper's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and those ‘loose’ girls really couldn’t see it!

"Smelly things, women in this world of you all wear this?"

Su Tang thought to himself, he hasn't gone to the beach yet, or else just think about it, properly old-fashioned.

"So?" She pretended to be puzzled, then looked at the young girls around blankly, and then smiled and said: "My lord, where are the girls wrong?"

She didn't laugh at all, like a puppet, so Death didn't notice the smell in his mouth, in fact, she was not hypnotized from beginning to end.

"Wearing like this? Right?"

Death's tone was very bad, but Su Tang said, "Oh, my lord, the girls dress like this normally. If adults are not used to it, I can take them to another place."

Poor Grim Reaper didn't know whether to say he was lucky or unlucky.

When I first came, I met my little wife, but the little wife stood in front of him, but he didn't know him. Unfortunately, this time, she was cheated again by the little wife.

Su Tang decided to take people to the beach. The weather in the empire was neither hot nor cold, but at noon, there were a lot of tourists.

The **** of death thought she would take herself to a relatively conservative place, but the good guy, as soon as he passed by, looking at the white flesh, the whole person was shocked.

"You brought me here?"

This is really...

The world is getting worse!

Death's face was ugly, but Su Tang smiled and said, "But my lord, don't you think these girls are very beautiful?"

As a devotee of the **** of death, in addition to observing the words of the **** of death, there is another point, that is, to present all the things that he finds beautiful to his own adults. This point, Su Tang has done nothing wrong.

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