Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 641 The Cruel-hearted Master Ying

"After seven days in the rain forest, he didn't die of starvation or thirst, or was bitten to death by wild animals."

"At this moment, it is estimated that some tricks have been discovered."

Ying Muzhi gave the order in a calm tone, without any ups and downs in his voice: "Knock out, and then throw it on the battlefield of alien beasts."

"Give him another identity."

Bai Er knew early on that Ying Qi would not be treated well when he became an adult, but when he heard Ying Muzhi's words, he was also stunned for two seconds before asking hesitantly, "Patriarch."

"Yingqi's real strength is only at the first level of martial arts."

"Even if, if you want to survive the alien beast battlefield after repairing some heretical gadgets..."

That's no easy task.

On the battlefield of alien beasts, it's not as messy as expected.

The fight between man and beast is indeed tragic.

But in addition to the regular army, there are also various mercenaries on the battlefield, wandering on the battlefield, always thinking about the three teachings and nine tricks of making war fortune.

People from all countries, churches, and organizations all gathered there...

That place is desolate and uninhabited, even if you are a crown prince, without guards and protection, you are just a target that others care about there.

"So, you have to find a good identity for him."

Ying Muzhi's words were plain like a mirror without waves.

What he said was not his own brother.

But just a stranger who had nothing to do with him.

"Yingqi is bullying and shy, and usually has a cowardly temper, but he is still a little clever."

"It depends on whether he can use this bit of cleverness to use the right path and leave a way for himself to survive."

Ying Muzhi's tone was serious and cold.

Bai Er didn't know what he thought of, he pursed his lips lightly, and said tentatively: "Patriarch, didn't we plan before..."

"I changed my mind."

Ying Muzhi casually raised his eyebrows, and a three-point smile appeared on his handsome, god-like face: "Remember, give him more trouble."

"The more troubles he encounters, he naturally knows how to survive in this world."

"It is not only strong force that can be relied on."

In some respects, Ying Muzhi knew his silly brother very well.

Some naive, some sensitive.

Always thinking about random things.

"But old lady..."

Bai Er's temples twitched twice.

I've always found this to be unreliable.

His original plan was just to throw the second young master into the primeval jungle and let him survive in the wilderness for ten days and a half months.

If you hone your temperament, you will bring people back.

But now, the patriarch's mouth turned out to be the battlefield of alien beasts.

That's where the real knives and guns come in.

It's like suddenly going from a holographic game to a real battlefield.

At this level, when something happens, the people he sends may not be able to protect Yingqi.

"How long do you intend to keep him there?"

"If he doesn't come back for a long time, the old lady will definitely ask."

Ying Muzhi closed the window, walked to the wine cabinet, and took out a bottle of wine.

The man moved gracefully and calmly, holding the bottle with his slender fingers, and slowly poured the scarlet wine into the goblet.

The swaying bright red wine was reflected in his light-colored pupils.

Hooking the stem of the glass with his fingers, he took a sip.

Ying Muzhi replied casually: "Whenever he wants to come back, let him come back."

"As long as he relies on his own ability to come out from the battlefield of alien beasts."

"Even so, end this experience."

"……But……"

(End of this chapter)