Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 565 Mi Zhe: You can do whatever you want, I will take it
Yin Mang floated beside Mi Zhe, with his hands behind his waist, he raised his eyebrows slowly.

"It's still so heavy."

"This guy is obviously not the slightest difference from ten thousand years later."

"...but he didn't dare to fight with me."

Yin Mang narrowed his eyes and suddenly thought of a possibility.

Damn it!
Could this guy be behind his back and do something sorry for her? !

I'm feeling guilty right now!
That's why you dare not do it yourself? !

Thousands of thoughts rushed through Yin Mang's mind, and Mi Zhe turned his eyes away.

Looking at the clouds from afar, the woman with cold eyes.

He did not continue to fabricate the Kingdom of God.

The man gave a low cough.

A blush appeared on his pale face, and the man stood up slowly with his white and slender right palm propped on the ground.

His figure is tall and straight, like a green bamboo in the forest.

Vaguely, there was another ethereal sense of unreality.

The man looked at the woman among the clouds, lowered his eyes helplessly, rubbed his temple with his right hand, and gently opened his lips.

"... You also crushed the Kingdom of God, and you also smashed the place."

"If you still want to fight, then go ahead."

"I'm standing right here."

The man laughed lowly, and there was a kind of helplessness and doting in his half-down eyes.

But the words were still light and cold, casually without any emotion, "If you still feel puzzled, you can kill me."

"...how you want to fight, how to kill, it's up to you."

The man's voice was very clear.

It seemed that only the people above the clouds could hear what he said, but the people around him couldn't hear them even though they were standing close by.

Yin Mang happened to be standing opposite him, saw the movement of the man's thin lips, and then read the meaning of his words.

Right now, he is in a daze.

Because, the amount of hidden information in Mi Zhe's short words is simply beyond imagination.

Not only did Mi Zhe know Yin Mang from ten thousand years ago, but the tone of his speech was obviously very familiar.

It's not just familiar, it's not an exaggeration to say that they are close.

I know you are angry, so I am here waiting for you to hit me, hit me in the face, hit you if you want, kill you if you want, I will bear it.

Yin Mang squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

She felt that, with her own temper, she would probably not be happy to hear such words.

Such words are no different from provocation, right?

Yin Mang floated over slowly, and patted the man's head with his transparent and illusory hands.

Youyou sighed.

"What a fool."

"What's the use of being so beautiful."

"Fool!"

The man's voice just fell.

There was a cold sneer on the head of the cloud, and there were countless purple thunder lights that could split the world.

Accompanied by a female voice who was extremely angry but calm.

"...Then you will die for this emperor!"

The surrounding melon-eating crowd could not have imagined that in an instant, the emperor above his head turned his face.

The berserk and demonic aura around him made everyone's breathing short and tense.

That kind of powerful coercion, overwhelming as if the dome is falling, is terrifying.

Almost at the same time, everyone's alarm bells rang out in their hearts, each of them resorted to the fastest escape technique, ran wildly, and left the city.

The blue-clothed friar who was still jotting down the notebook obviously came to his senses.

He was stunned for two seconds.

Seeing the thunder light on the roof is about to fall.

The monk in blue raised his long sword, rushed to the crowd of Buddhist practitioners, and stood at the end.

Putting your hands together, lowering your head, silently pretending that you belong to your own camp.

(End of this chapter)