Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 503 She really threw him into the sea alone.without looking back
There were only a few larger fish swimming slowly past the two of them.

There is no emotion, no expression on the face of the girl Qingcheng Peerless.

She just kept a straight face.Someone grabbed Ying Muzhi's collar and pulled him in front of him.

There was an extreme indifference and coldness exuding from his body.

"...I hate others to deceive me the most in my life."

"And you lied to me twice."

"Now, I'll add a little more."

"I absolutely hate being coerced."

"And you did it."

"I let you die here, as it should be."

After Yin Mang finished speaking, she suddenly raised her leg and kicked Ying Muzhi's chest, kicking him into the deep sea.

Then, the girl took advantage of this strength to suddenly charge upwards.

In an instant, it disappeared from the man's sight.

The coldness and determination of the girl's departure did not mean to be procrastinating at all.

She emerged from the sea and found the bearing of the ship.

He chased after him in the direction, jumped up and stepped onto the deck.

Back in the cabin again.

Little Roulette nodded silently.

[Your heart is so cold... Your heart is so hard...]
Yin Mang, who was already sitting on the bed wiping his hair, glanced expressionlessly at the barrage.

Her eyes were too cold, and the cold little roulette shrank back.

Yin Mang: "If I hadn't lost my strength."

"He's been torn apart by me."

The little roulette typed a line of words in the void with difficulty.

[Master, it seems that Ying Muzhi... really can't swim. ]
Throwing him into the deep sea like this, Ying Muzhi was injured again, and he would definitely die without a whole body.

"Oh."

"It's not my business."

After washing up, Empress Yin turned onto the bed with a blank expression.

Close your eyes and go to sleep.

Ying Muzhi, who was constantly falling in the sea, his consciousness had already begun to become blurred.

He knows many skills, but he is a landlubber who can't learn water no matter what.

Maybe...God forgot to give him this skill point.

"It seems."

"She's more ruthless than I imagined..."

Ying Muzhi clutched his heart, not sure whether this burst of depression was a physical feeling or a psychological pain.

"You obviously said you liked me."

"Are you just joking?"

This feeling of dying is to Ying Muzhi.

Very familiar, familiar, he has lost count, how many times it has appeared.

There was no panic in my heart at all.

He just slides quietly down the current.

In sight, there is no image.

Ying Muzhi raised his hand and touched his lips that had been bitten out with many wounds.

Touching it lightly is a burning pain.

"Death under the peony flower, it is also romantic to be a ghost."

He didn't expect that one day, this kind of words could be applied to himself.

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The next day.

Yin Mang slept peacefully on the bed, groggy.

The sun doesn't shine in the cabin.

Yin Mang slept until after ten o'clock in the morning.

She sat up in a daze, and glanced at the wall clock next to her.

He casually put on some clothes and got out of bed, dragged on his slippers, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

The girl stands in front of the mirror.

A peerless face was reflected in the mirror.

Yin Mang frowned, put his face close to the mirror, and stared at his lips.

After a night, the bright red lips were still swollen, as if they had been ravaged by something.

Yin Mang just saw it and felt it.

As if last night, the strength and temperature of the man's fall are still there.

(End of this chapter)