Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 621
"Watch your words."

Yin Qingxuan narrowed his eyes, and a bloody aura that was more gloomy than darkness exuded from his body.

"I'll warn you at the end, next time, don't blame me for being cruel."

"Smash your most perfect work, including your hard work over the years, into nothing."

"Okay, okay! You know, this is not something I can control."

The man in the black windbreaker shrugged his shoulders and reached out to pat Yin Qingxuan's right shoulder: "Dark..."

"Don't be angry—"

Yin Qingxuan dodged sideways expressionlessly.

His movements were surprisingly fast to the extreme.

The naked eye can only catch an afterimage.

In an instant, the figure of the man had already stood in front of the bench to the shadow of the path three meters away.

A deep voice came from the darkness.

"This is the last time I will see you."

"What I want to say, I have already said it very clearly."

"Also, you remember it for me."

"Since many years ago, there is only Yin Qingxuan in this world."

"In the future, there will only be Yin Qingxuan."

The man in the black windbreaker turned around and calmly withdrew his hand without feeling embarrassed at all.

He looked at Yin Qingxuan's position indifferently, and chuckled lightly.

"I would rather be splashed with dirty water by that kind of waste, and shrink back at home like a turtle for seven years."

"It makes your daughter look down upon with you, is this your greatness?"

The man in the black windbreaker spoke these mocking words calmly with a laughing voice.

"Do you think that if Yin Mang knows about this, he knows the truth."

"Will she still think of you as a father?"

"Yan, a qualified father should know how to think about the future for his daughter."

The man in the black windbreaker didn't get any answer to his question.

"With your ability, you shouldn't be nesting in the corner and moldy."

He took another two steps forward, only to find that the place was already empty.

In this secluded corner, he was the only one left.

The man in the black windbreaker was rather dumbfounded, staring at the dark place for a long time, then slowly shook his head.

"Dark, you still don't understand after all."

"There will only be one Yin Qingxuan in this world, and there will only be one An Yin."

"You are too stubborn."

A long sigh shattered in the wind.

Floating clean.

The man in the black windbreaker walked out along the path, muttering softly.

"...Even if you want to get away and run far away, where can you go?"

"After all, your precious daughter has taken a fancy to Ying Muzhi."

The man in the long windbreaker walked out of the park along the same road. In the park, Yin Qingxuan's new song was playing.

The man's deep and hoarse singing voice seemed to be the sound of nature, as if it could arouse people's emotions from the bottom of their hearts.

When the man walked out of the park, he paused slightly.

Lifting his head, his eyes quickly swept across the gloomy sky.

Whispers escaped from his mouth.

"Heaven's not fair."

"People like us are like marionettes in a stage play, wrapped in the tide of fate, and can only sway with the wind."

"But who can really accept such a puppet-like fate."

"dark."

"One thing, I am far inferior to you."

"You are luckier than me after all."

Even this bit of luck is not enough to change anything.

But that was also a bit of luck that a person like him couldn't even dream of.

The man strode forward, along the street, looking around.

The streets are bustling with traffic.

(End of this chapter)