Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 375 Empress Yin: Dad, I'm afraid of ghosts
Dongfang Jiu said coldly, "You also know how fast the Dao League has developed over the years."

"But uncle, he has avoided the Earl of Xiyuan's territory far away."

"This shows from the side that he is afraid of the Earl of Xiyuan."

"Oh."

"Then it looks like..."

Yin Mang's complexion sank slightly.

"Hiss..."

Erhei spat out the snake letter.

Her silly father, shouldn't he participate in some game played by the Earl of Xiyuan, right?
The more Yin Mang thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was the greatest.

but……

Yin Qingxuan would take Yin Zhi out every month.

It's impossible, come here every month to participate in the game, right?

"What else do you know about this game?"

Dongfang Nine pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"The content and rules of the game are all formulated by the Earl of Xiyuan."

"The length of the game varies, but it will officially start at midnight."

Now, it is already 23:25.

It was only half an hour before midnight.

Yin Mang turned around directly.

She sat back on the second basement floor, on a rest chair against the wall.

The moment before Yin Mang came out, Er Hei quickly clung to the corner of the wall and sneaked into the third underground floor.

When Yin Mang sat down, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Yin Qingxuan's number.

"Beep beep..."

After waiting for a while, the phone was picked up.

On the other side of the phone, Yin Qingxuan's voice was as usual, with a faint smile.

"Mang Mang?"

"Why are you calling me at this time?"

Yin Mang sat in the arena, and the surrounding voices were a little noisy.

Yin Qingxuan seemed to hear something, he frowned and blamed: "Did you run out to play again?"

"At this point, don't sleep well at home..."

Before Father Yin could finish his reprimand, he was interrupted by Yin Mang.

"Dad, where are you now?"

Yin Qingxuan frowned slightly when he heard the words.

At this moment, he is sitting in a slightly empty conference room.

In the meeting room, he was sitting alone.

In the shadow of the corner, stood two burly men in suits.

He was silently staring at Yin Qingxuan's every movement.

Yin Qingxuan lazily leaned back on the chair behind him.

He met the stares of the two big men with a smile that was not a smile.

There was no emotion in the eyes, but there was a kind of silent persecution.

The two big men silently looked down at the toes of their shiny leather shoes, and looked away.

Yin Qingxuan pinched his eyebrows lazily and helplessly.

"Of course I'm in the studio."

The man's voice showed a bit of fatigue, "You can eat so much, I, as a father, still need to make more money."

"Otherwise, you will eat up all the savings at home, how will I be able to provide for the elderly in the future!"

Yin Qingxuan's words were a little teasing.

Yin Mang changed the topic calmly: "Oh, by the way, is Uncle He there?"

"I have something to tell him."

Yin Qingxuan was silent for a second.

He replied calmly as if nothing had happened: "It's too late, I asked him to go home and rest first."

"Oh……"

Yin Mang rolled his eyes.

When she opened her mouth suddenly, her voice became soft, and she deliberately said coquettishly: "Then I'll tell you directly."

"Mama Li has something to do today, so she's going home."

"I'm the only one in the house, and I dare not sleep."

"You don't want to record songs today, why don't you go home with your precious daughter?"

Yin Mang asked straightforwardly: "Otherwise, I would sleep at home alone and feel very insecure."

"I'm afraid, what if there is a ghost..."

(End of this chapter)