Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 644 Yin Mang: I'm going to throw you away
That was Ying Muzhi's all-time preciousness.

No matter what this man does or says, he always likes to make some detours.

Habitually, he is willing to use his own way to get the answer or result he wants.

That's what he likes to do.

Then, he habitually applied this method to Yin Mang.

led to the current situation.

However, a certain Ying family leader obviously didn't realize what he did wrong.

If his way of doing things was transferred to an ordinary girl.

It is very possible to get a result that satisfies him.

After all, there are very few people who can fight against Ying Muzhi in the ring.

But Yin Mang's temper...

Even more domineering than Ying Muzhi by two points.

I want her to adapt to the opponent's rhythm and means, follow Ying Muzhi's method, and let her choose how to walk.

Empress Yin will smack your face with violent fists.

Therefore, after Ying Muzhi's voice fell, he did not get an answer immediately.

Yin Mang slowly shifted the phone to the left.

He pondered for a few seconds as if he was thinking, and his tone was sloppy, like a little hooligan: "Actually... You look so handsome, it really suits my taste."

"...But," Yin Mang's tone was solemn and serious: "I'm a good boy!"

After Ying Muzhi asked a question, he lowered his eyes subconsciously, waiting for Yin Mang's answer.

His expression was a little stiff at the moment, and the mood on his handsome face seemed cloudy and uncertain.

"Good boy?"

The man's brows, as delicate as an ancient painting, frowned.

Instantly understood what Yin Mang meant.

Good boy, of course you can't fight against your father.

After all, Yin Mang didn't answer Ying Muzhi's question at all.

The girl is like a slippery loach, scurrying back and forth on the scale.

From her mouth, but still failed to spit out a single word.

Ying Muzhi pursed her thin lips.

The air around him was a bit cold.

That kind of coldness seemed to emanate from the bottom of his heart.

Bai Yi crouched in the corner, and withdrew his step forward with a whimper.

I secretly said fortunately in my heart.

Before he had time to rush to the Patriarch and speak.

Just now, I just glanced at it subconsciously.

Bai Yi felt that the Patriarch's aura was not right.

The man's eyes at this moment seemed to have melted thousands of ice and snow.

He stood under the cold white daylight.

The light was blurred, but it didn't bring any heat to Ying Muzhi's body. Instead, it made him look like a Shura with a cold face, and the aura around him was surging.

At this time, it was like a cold building before the mountain rain was about to come.

At any time, there will be the madness and violence that will fall down and overthrow everything.

Bai timidly, like a thief who stole into someone's house, said his neck, and left the room without a sound.

As soon as he walked out of the room, the feeling of a stick in his throat, like a blade on his neck, slowly receded.

Bai Yi exhaled lightly.

"... How does it feel, the Patriarch is back, and the mood is not very good..."

In the past, it was rare for him to see such a terrifying expression on Ying Muzhi's face.

Inside the room, Ying Muzhi naturally felt Bai Yi's sneaking in and out, but at this moment, he didn't have any intention to take care of Bai Yi at all.

The corners of the man's lips curled up in a dangerous arc, and his voice was as deep as ice that had fallen into the sea.

The finely crushed ice cubes melted into the sea.

Emotions were also suppressed into the sea.

He spoke slowly, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze.

(End of this chapter)