Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 793
Yin Mang finally stood in front of her.

There was no superfluous expression on the girl's all-powerful face. She had a half-smile, with the corners of her lips curled up.

"Are you waiting for me?"

The man stopped coughing.

His deep phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of light-colored mist, as if looking at flowers through the mist, he couldn't see clearly.

"A Yin."

"...I was wrong this morning, don't be angry, okay?"

Yin Mang watched the man stretch out his hand.

He took hers easily.

The man wrapped Yin Mang's palm completely in his palm, led her, and was about to walk into the room.

There was a sneer on Yin Mang's lips.

She stretched out her hand directly, and pinched the man's wrist with two fingers.

Gently apply force.

"Crack."

This man, who was extremely similar to Mi Zhe's face, had his wrist fractured by Yin Mang.

Yin Mang didn't wait for him to speak at all.

The palm of the hand pinched the man's neck like lightning, and a murderous intent as sharp as a wolf's knife oozes out of those black eyes.

The murderous air tightly wrapped the man's whole body.

His pale face due to illness turned blue at this moment.

Ugly like a dead person.

"...pretending to be a ghost."

"I said, if you dare to plot against me, once you appear in front of me in the future, I will kill you once."

The woman's hand squeezed relentlessly.

The man in front of him closed his eyes and fell limply to the ground.

No breath at all.

Yin Mang cut off his neck directly, cutting off all vitality.

Yin Mang snorted coldly, and was about to walk into the room.Everything around her disappeared in an instant.

There was a thin layer of mist again.

The mist was hazy, between thick and light, blocking Yin Mang's entire vision and perception.

"What the hell?"

Yin Mang frowned.

Regardless of where she was, she walked out in a straight line through the thick fog.

At the end of the weapon, the girl stepped forward.

She landed at the foot of the green hill, in the green water.

end of the road.

You can faintly see the rising smoke from the kitchen, and there is a small village there.

A bad premonition rose in Yin Mang's heart, and she turned her eyes slightly.

Sure enough, I saw a towering old tree there.

During the day, she slept here all day.

"...Because I killed the man who looks the same as Mi Zhe, so I have to go back and start all over again?"

Yin Mang was thinking so.

Then I saw dozens of torches hanging out in the darkness.

The middle-aged aunt hurried over and caught sight of herself standing in the middle of the road.

Chattering began to repeat what she had heard.

Ten minutes later, Yin Mang stood in front of the wooden house she had been to once again.

Walked in, the courtyard she had just walked into.

All the situations, all the situations are exactly the same as what she just experienced, without any deviation.

The sick and handsome man was still leaning against the door frame, with doting eyes on his eyes.

Gently hooking his lips, he smiled at her.

Yin Mang had never seen that expression on Mi Zhe's face before.

After she was calculated by Mi Zhe.

It's not that I haven't seen it.

Secretly, she had watched him for a while.

No matter when that man is, the indifference on his face never fades away.

A compassionate and cold expression seemed to be engraved on his face.

Yin Mang sighed countless times, what a pity for that extremely handsome face.

But now, seeing the same face smiling shallowly at him, Yin Mang felt like falling into a dream again.

Although, this may indeed be an illusion created in Wenxin Tribulation.

(End of this chapter)