[Quick Transmigration] When handsome T dresses as a female match

The second the dazzling light passed through his eyelids again, Zhu Qing felt a heavy slap on his forehead.

She couldn't help but scream.

The demon hand slapped again.

Zhu Qing: ...

Who is this!Wait for the old lady to get up and kill him.

When he opened his eyes, a rude hand stuffed them into the infrared eyes. The demon rubbed his head with a headache, fixed his gaze, and looked at Andel, who was smiling but not smiling.The image of the man with blond hair and blue eyes would definitely be handsome if he smiled normally, but he has the ability to twist out a cheap and vivid expression.

"How about it? Ah, face the taste of the magic machine gun," he said, taking the sterile gloves he took off and slapping Zhu Qing's forehead again, with a crisp sound, the woman who slapped More than half of the child's bangs were blown away, revealing a smooth forehead. "I heard that when you pushed others to die in front of the battle, you were very chic and heroic."

"Now the visceral tremor hurts, it's cool."

Zhu Qing smiled awkwardly, moved her lips but still didn't make any excuses.

"Didn't Lippi tell you that when you meet a magic machine gun, you should avoid the sharp edge? Why, you think it's very heroic and handsome to rush up?" Ander said quickly with pale lips The harsh words, Zhu Qing watched carefully, the man's eyelids were covered with heavy shadows, and his figure had lost a lot of weight after not seeing him for a week, secretly feeling that the war situation was not optimistic.

"...Dean," the human demon took a deep breath, avoiding the most serious, "Is it Senior Faria who saved us?"

Ander snorted, and took off the scope on his forehead, "That kid is also clueless, he is very good at cutting with one hand, but—" He suddenly became annoyed, and threw his glove The medical table crackled, "-instead, a magic machine gun was smashed--"Zhu Qing's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he heard,"--as a result, his left hand was also smashed It made me unable to move for a few days." After speaking, he glared at Zhu Qing with eyes that hated iron and steel,

"It's more worry-free than you!"

After speaking, he took the glove and gave Zhu Qing a slap.

The demon lying on the gun: .....

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Reluctantly walking out of the medical camp with his waist supported, Zhu Qing raised his eyes and saw Tanghu Lake, which can be called surging when the tide ebbs. The land is like the plump and jade-white complexion of a woman.

The force of nature, uncanny workmanship.Before the woman had time to sigh, she saw a familiar person walking over—it was Faria, whose left hand was bandaged, walking over with a smile.The demon shook his head and smiled, with rare gratitude in his eyes. After meeting him, Zhu Qing took the lead in showing a bright smile that was rarely seen before, and hugged Faria.

Faria smiled in surprise and frowned.

Then I watched the girl bow her head respectfully, revealing her thin white neck, her black hair swept down and her head looked weak. "Thank you senior for saving your life, Xiao Shan will never forget it." Faria heard the girl's voice serious and full.

The young man was taken aback, with a rare warm smile.

Zhu Qing felt a lukewarm palm land on the top of his head, and rubbed it twice, only to hear Faria's clear and clear voice above his head, with a bit of amused and relieved——

"You are the little junior sister whom I have been looking forward to with great difficulty. How can I watch others bully you?"

As he spoke, he lifted the girl's thin shoulders, and made a few exaggerated expressions, like a young man showing off his muscles that are said to be less than two or two in front of a beautiful girl, exaggerated and passionate, and his two eyebrows twitched amusingly However, it does not damage the handsome appearance of the man at all——

"Senior brother will of course protect you."

After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes, and bumped Zhu Qing's shoulder with his intact shoulder like a little sister.

Zhu Qing laughed.

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The wreckage of the magic machine gun was dragged back by Faria, a scumbag who eats people and does not spit out bones. The demon looked at the huge size after the fragmentation, and felt that Faria's half-crippled arm was not sure. It was dragged to waste.

A group of mechanical classes are working on this new gadget in full swing.

Zhu Qing squinted her eyes, and she realized that she fainted. In the past two days, too many people have come to the edge of Tanghu Lake. From a distance, it looks like a newly built small kingdom.

The figure of Changle is also among them.

What disappeared from the girl's eyes was the impetuousness and treachery of the past, replaced by the dusty calmness and wit.Look at her skillful gestures and eyes, she really looks like a first-class master in the mechanical department.

Zhu Qing suddenly realized that it was not unreasonable for so many excellent men described in "Rebirth" to be obsessed with happiness, and the girl's appearance also changed after she calmed down, which was indescribably pleasing to the eye.Those eyebrows and eyes, with delicateness and tenacity, are like wild flowers that have been cut off of cancerous tumors, beautiful and upright.

The demon felt as if he had been scratched a few times in his heart, and felt a little bad.

Dry and flustered.

So she smiled and slapped herself in the heart, thinking about when to find a place to have a date, otherwise she would really fade out if she continued to relax.

Thinking about his own sheep cub who couldn't transform into a human form, Zhu Qing deeply felt his sorrow.

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The next day Zhuqing reported to the top, saying that he had almost recovered, and applied for rejoining the team, and within half an hour, he was approved.After a while, the woman guessed that she didn't have enough time to steal a cigarette, and saw a tall man with brilliant blond hair rushing in.

"Ashan!" Torresi laughed out loud, like the sound of shards of glass falling to the ground, "I knew you would come!" Zhu Qing also stretched his brows and eyes, and didn't mention how bad he was all the way. He replied, "Yes, brother, long time no see."

Torresi restrained his smile, stretched out his hand and stroked the girl's messy hand hair, looked at it carefully, his eyes were like a father's: "I lost some weight."

"Senior brother too." Zhu Qing hesitated slightly.

God testifies, she is really the worst at dealing with this kind of people who have exactly the same face and mouth, this kind of people do what they think-damn, this beastly intuitive Torresi is very kind and brave in his bones This person really stepped on all of Zhu Qing's sore feet, making her feel uncomfortable even when she smiled.

It's not that she doesn't know how to repay the kindness of others. On the contrary, because she has experienced too much suffering, she is really too sensitive to this kind of kindness from the heart, like a mimosa touched by a finger.

The woman exhaled slightly, lowered her eyelids, and avoided Torresi's gaze indifferently.

She really can't bear this kind of kindness that doesn't require anything in return.

The demons were quickly incorporated into the front stabbing battalion, temporarily led by Torresi.

Following Torresi's footsteps, Zhu Qing walked to the meeting place, flashed past a small jungle, and just turned his eyes away, a large group of bronze mech men turned their faces away, and the small-eyed knife slapped .

Zhu Qing: ...

The girl smiled decently: "Hi everyone." She bowed as she spoke, "My name is Xiao Shan, and I am an apprentice knight."

The row of people turned their heads in unison.

Zhu Qing: ...

Torresi shrugged his shoulders, expressing his helplessness: "I don't know how Faria raped the front camp, and it ended up like this, like a wolf dog that no relatives recognize."

The woman smiled kindly, "This means Senior Faria is very capable."

Torresi rolled the whites of his eyes, the blue eyeballs were like clear glass balls, "Who cares about his gang of difficult soldiers."

Zhu Qing joked: "Don't use disgust as an excuse for not being able to surrender, brother."

Torresi: ....

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The front of war is like the tail of a comet, and those who sweep it are caught off guard.On the first night of Zhu Qing's formation in the front stabbing camp, he was called out by the loud drums.

After barely ten breaths of time, she got dressed and rushed out with a gun in her pocket. The woman was shocked by the scene in front of her, her pupils constricted and her fingers trembled slightly.

She couldn't believe what she saw.

In front of him is Tanghu Lake, which is completely different from the deep blue in the daytime. The waves of the mountain-like lake recede layer by layer, beating snow-white foam.What is exposed inch by inch below is the jade-colored lake bottom, like a girl whose clothes have been stripped off, glowing softly in the night.

In contrast, the Qiyue chariot convoy slowly approaching across the lake.

Tassilians.

Those innumerable black shadows knelt quietly on top of the chariot, silently, wearing ghost masks and wearing black robes, depressing and low, but quiet as if there were no living things.

On the chariots, hunting with the night wind, were black battle flags, painted with eagles that seemed to spread their wings and fly away in the wind.

Zhu Qing clenched his fists unconsciously.

Facing it was a row of equally silent golden knights on the East Lake. The tall figures of the Zesias looked like sun gods of war, and the golden sword array behind them looked like the rising sun slowly.

On their shoulders, staring at each other is Ross's secret thermal weapon.

The air seemed to be injected with tens of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder, which would ignite instantly.

Suddenly there was a low-pitched horn sound from the west, with a mysterious and exotic flavor. The sound of the horn was very penetrating, like dozens of giant dragons gathered together and screaming, and then the wind rose. The deafening shouts of Qiyue soldiers.

The sound reached the sky, like the souls of dying warriors struggling unyieldingly in the brass pipe.

Zhu Qing closed his eyes, turned around and was about to go back to the tent to pull out his own Raphael, but someone grabbed his arm: "Wait a minute, what are you doing?"

The woman turned and it was Faria.

"Naturally, it's a helping hand." The demon replied calmly.

The young man let go of his hand, looking very cold.

"No need." He said this with a cold tone.

"Their magic machine guns haven't come out yet, how can our sharp-shooting battalion show up?"