Mi Youning went back to the ring soul space and saw the changes of the colorful glass stones.
She didn't want to think much. She asked the ring soul to send her to the task world at the next moment.
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"Pa......"
However, as soon as he entered the task world, MI Youning felt that his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.
Her face also felt numb, and then it soon felt painful.
Was this beaten?
The pain of fire heat made her frown gently.
Seeing someone flashing, it seems that there are still many people.
Mi Youning narrowed her eyes slightly and asked the ring soul to quickly accept the plot of the world.
"Master, this woman is a scourge! You can't stay!"
Mi Youning listens to the intense emotional voice in her ear, and her brain is tingling for a moment to accept the plot of the world.
Looking at the picture in her mind, her face was very ugly.
Even miserable, twisted, let her as if she had encountered some terrorist event.
When she received the body, it was really a terrible thing.
The original owner is a once-in-a-century white lotus, the virgin's watch.
At the thought of what the original owner had done, MI Youning felt uncomfortable all over.
Especially the pain on the face.
She looked up and began to look at the surroundings and people.
In the luxurious halls of Europe and America, there are more than ten people standing.
Those people looked at her with resentment and even wanted to kill her.
However, the original owner was too good to let these people show a friendly attitude towards her.
Then look at the two men in black standing on one side, and there is a man kneeling between them.
The man had a mocking smile on his face.
Even when she looked over, she showed her an ambiguous but joking look.
Mi Youning saw the man's killing intention in his eyes.
The man kneeling on the ground is the murderer of the original owner.
"Bai Ling, do you have something to say? Have you thought about the safety of the owner of the house what you did today?"
The voice that had sounded in MI Youning's ear appeared again.
Mi Youning saw a man standing by the sofa with fierce eyes.
But when he looked at the area, MI Youning saw the man sitting on the sofa at a glance.
That's a man.
The man's face is noble and elegant, with a gentle smile, and his black eyes are compassionate and gentle.
But it is such a man who looks good, but he is the most terrible.
Mi Youning's body trembled subconsciously at the thought that the man didn't play cards according to common sense, or even the weather was uncertain.
This is not her fear, but her uncontrollable subconscious behavior.
Mi Youning looks up, but he just bumps into the man's line of sight.
In the clear light of the living room, the soft and elegant face of a man is outlined.
In particular, the man's gentle smile gently stirred people's hearts, as if he were the most gentle person in the event.
False, everything a man shows is false.
This is just a man's disguise, his mask that can't be torn off.
With those smiling eyes, MI Youning gently frowned.
She couldn't see the man.
There is nothing in each other's eyes.
No anger, no anger, not even any feelings.
Just like a machine, it is emotionless, cold and frightening.
Yes, fear. Even if the smile on the other party's face is mild, people are afraid of the eyes that have nothing.