The young lady has golden fingers

Chapter 658 Put him to death!
"Every night, we share the same bed, and she will take the initiative to kiss me, and then nestle in my arms... Judging by the look in your eyes, it seems that you have never enjoyed such treatment, so now it's my turn to ask you Now, may I ask what are you arguing with me?"

Long Yan's eyes are very sharp.

There's an almost aggressive feel to it.

In the dark eyes, there was an evil spirit slightly similar to that of Di Jiuyuan.

Gu Mucheng's eyes became darker and colder, and he sneered.

This is a sign that he has become extremely angry——

The hand hanging by the side made a fist quietly, and then slowly stretched out, the finger bones moved slowly, and a cloud of black mist began to envelop in the palm——

Xiao Jiu'er is destined to be his man!
Long Yan is just a bastard who ran out of nowhere, why should he speak to him in such a tone?

If you want to compete with Gu Zisheng, you have to see if you have that fate!

Gu Mucheng flicked his fingers lightly, and the cloud of black mist in his palm attacked Longyan with lightning speed. The force seemed extraordinary, as if he had released a big move!
A dead person is not qualified to compete with anyone!

Gu Mucheng stood where he was, smiling coldly.

He originally didn't want to use such a simple and rude method, but Long Yan was too arrogant, arrogant and arrogant, which made him too lazy to bear it any longer——

The dense black mist was invisible to the naked eye.

Long Yan seemed unaware.

However, under such unawareness, the attack brought by the black mist, when it approached him, seemed to be blocked by a transparent glass cover, and quickly bounced back——

Gu Mucheng was ruthless in the first place, and planned to kill the other party!
Therefore, the backlash brought about by that cloud of black mist was also menacing, making him unprepared.

Gu Mucheng snorted.

He forcibly swallowed the blood that had welled up to his throat.

He even shook his body for a bit. If he hadn't gritted his teeth to control himself, he might have lost his composure.

Gu Mucheng's hand hanging by his side kept shaking, and he put his hand behind his back calmly, pretending to be nonchalant, but because of the surging blood, the hand behind his back still shook violently.

This is something that Gu Mucheng never thought of!
There will be times when I miss it!
It's fine to miss, but the backlash is so strong!
Long Yan, who the hell is he?

Necromancer?

Exorcists?
Evil?

Goblin?
Gu Mucheng, who suffered a dark loss, turned his mind rapidly, trying to guess the result.

But all the possibilities in my mind were rejected one by one!

Whether it is a psychic, or an exorcist, or a ghost, there will be a specific label on the body, and there will be a mark of destiny in the soul. It is impossible for him not to notice it!
Long Yan in front of him is obviously an ordinary person, he has nothing to do with anything related to psychics!
It couldn't be more ordinary!
What is his origin?
Or, is there something extraordinary about him that helped him ward off this catastrophe?
"Your Excellency, you seem to be looking a bit unhappy." Long Yan observed meticulously.

If there is no mistake, Gu Mucheng's expression now is a little more inexplicably gray than before.

　The favored is always confident—

　　Ah, I feel sorry for Gu Pervert

　　
　
(End of this chapter)