The Soft and Sticky Spirit In Master Yu’s Eyes is a Full-scale Boss

The breathing gradually thinned. When Wei Siyuan was about to die, the restraint on his neck was finally released, and his limbs fell limply to the ground.

Yu Huaizhi slowly withdrew his hand, and stepped on Wei Siyuan's arm indifferently.

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, followed by a painful whimper.

Wei Siyuan curled up in pain with his fractured arm, roaring hideously.

Sitting on the ground, Qin Weiwei shuddered and looked at the handsome man walking towards him, who was still very beautiful in the dark room.

But it was this beauty that approached her with cold killing intent.

Qin Weiwei stepped back in horror, her eyes were no longer admiration and shyness, but real fear.

The person who casually revealed the coldness and danger stopped and looked down at her with cold eyes, as if the cold in the darkness penetrated the skin and penetrated into her bone marrow.

Trembling from the inside out.

"Huaizhi, Huaizhi, let me go, I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong."

Qin Weiwei panicked and crawled towards Yu Huaizhi, wanting to pull his shirt, begging for mercy humbly.

The man behind him pushed him to the ground.

Yu Huaizhi looked down at the person crying and begging for mercy coldly and indifferently, with only biting coldness in his eyes, "I wanted to keep you useful, but you have repeatedly challenged my bottom line."

"Huaizhi, no, Master Yu, I was wrong, I didn't, it was Wei Siyuan, and he wanted to move Jiuci." Qin Weiwei shook her head helplessly and threw the half-dead Wei Siyuan.

The ugliness of the embarrassed old age is full.

Yu Huaizhi coldly looked at Qin Weiwei who was still arguing when she was about to die, her eyes were as black as ink and a cold expression, "Really?"

The cold voice came to her ears, Qin Weiwei raised her head with difficulty and looked at her flustered pupils tightly.

Inexplicable heart throbbing.

In addition to attracting Wei Siyuan by taking Jiuci away, she did have her own selfishness.

In Qin Weiwei's horrified eyes, the man slowly took out a small piece and asked, "Where did you come from?"

The shard was the shard she shattered when she summoned the monster.

"I, I don't know what you are talking about." Qin Weiwei answered vaguely with a trembling voice.

Yu Huaizhi's gloomy eyes casually looked at Qin Weiwei, who was extremely guilty and nervous, and said slowly, "For another question, where is the person who gave you this thing?"

The highly tense Qin Weiwei took a deep breath, slowly raised her eyes and made no secret of the ambition in her eyes, "I tell you it's okay, but you have to let me go."

The gloomy and handsome man raised the corners of his lips, and smiled like a seductive devil, with his brows and eyes covered with ice that could not be dissolved.

The little luck that Qin Weiwei had just raised gradually disappeared in that evil and cold smile.

Suddenly, the two came up and grabbed her and dragged her behind. The restrained Qin Weiwei struggled frantically, cursing incessantly, "Devil, you are a cold-blooded and ruthless devil."

"She is a monster, and you are not human, I curse you to die."

Hearing this, Yu Huaizhi stopped when he planned to leave, and turned his head to look at Qin Weiwei, who was dragged away in a frenzied manner, his dark eyes were bottomless and seemed to have blood in them A beast with a big mouth.

turned around and walked towards Qin Weiwei with a leisurely pace.

Qin Weiwei only felt creepy at the moment, as if she was being targeted by evil spirits.

Yu Huaizhi stared at Qin Weiwei with a pale face, lowered his eyes and looked at her casually, and suddenly raised his hand and waved.

Qin Weiwei, who was being held by the two, was suddenly knocked off by an unknown force, slammed into the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood, her pupils trembled.

The strange scene, the people around seem to be accustomed to it without a trace of surprise.

Yu Huaizhi slowly withdrew his hand, a sinister and cold smile evoked at the corner of his mouth, corrected word by word and declared his sovereignty.

"Wrong, she's a fairy, mine."

The cold and indifferent voice echoed in her ears, Qin Weiwei was unable to think, and her face was twisted in pain as her internal organs stirred.

Yu Huaizhi looked at him coldly, and withdrew his gaze indifferently.

The two who had just restrained Qin Weiwei approached and continued to drag the people on the ground to go inside.

Qin Weiwei didn't know what kind of purgatory was waiting for her.

"Let go of me, ah ah ah ah..."

The venomous remarks were followed by a scream of pain and wailing, until it gradually diminished and dissipated.

Yu Huaizhi slowly tore off the gloves in his hands and threw them to Hua Ru, "Go check."

"Yes." Hua Ru nodded with something.

A half-dazed eyelid covered the darkness in her eyes.

The devil on Qin Weiwei is gone.

It disappeared cleanly, leaving no demonic energy behind.

I wanted to keep her to find out the big fish behind her, but who let her hurt his little girl.

Don't.

Being kidnapped one after another, the little girl didn’t know if she was scared.

When Yu Huaizhi returned to the Ciyuan and saw the little girl sleeping on the bed with red cheeks, he was relieved.

It doesn't seem to be frightened.

Go to the study to deal with affairs and go to bed naturally at night to sleep with the soundly sleeping little girl.

The night was quiet and the moon was high.

Some people have a good night's sleep, and some people wake up from their dreams.

Almost, almost he saw it.

Yu Huaizhi looked at the dark and thin lips pursed into a straight line, lowered his head and stared deeply at the little girl who didn't know when to sleep on his chest.

Sturdy arms tightened slightly, one hand wrapped around her waist, tightened and lifted up slightly, the other held her soft cheeks and lowered her head close, her forehead touching her forehead.

The dark and deep eyes are getting hotter and hotter, and there is something faintly about to escape.

The hoarse voice slowly came out in the dark, with unknown feelings.

"Cibao, that's you, right?"

No one knew that he would have the same dream from time to time since he was a child. In the dream, he was a young boy dressed in Chinese clothes reading and writing characters inside the high fence. His life was dull and boring.

Later, slowly, the dream changed.

The boy is still the same boy, the difference is that there is a little milk bag carved in pink and jade beside him.

The little milk bag swaggered into his world with a piece of dragon pendant, and said seriously that it would be good for him.

I like hugs the most.

Therefore, the elegant and indifferent teenager always has a milk dumpling in his arms, just like him now.

In the silent darkness came the gentle whispering of the devil.

"You're a little late."

"But I can forgive you."

Those who are targeted by demons don't know it.