The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 53 Annihilation is the final destination

The first snow in Tabei was very heavy.

Like a wild horse running on the hillside, it is menacing, fast and fierce.

There were so many snowflakes flying in the sky that they were blown by the violent wind, and it was suddenly white.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the continuous pines and cypresses are covered with hoarfrost, the emerald green gradually fades, and the branches are full of viburnum.

Looking from a distance, it is all white.

The snow and wind are overwhelming, as if they want to bury everything in the world.

The footsteps came in a hurry, and the waiter knocked lightly on the wooden door: "Patriarch, the snow is too heavy and the fog is thick outside, so we can't go down the mountain."

"understood."

Qiu Ru looked at Ming Qi: "The mountain is blocked by heavy snow, and the mountain road is dangerous. It seems that Miss Ming needs to stay on the mountain tonight."

This is the end of what he said to her, and since she doesn't listen, she should bear the consequences herself.

Ming Qi nodded.

"This manor is fully equipped with everything that can meet Miss Ming's needs. If you need anything, just go to the waiter." Qiuru explained a few words before leading the people away.

After he left, Ming Jue stepped forward, gripping the short blade in his pocket tightly, feeling the unusual atmosphere: "Miss."

"It's okay." Ming Qi took a sip of the tea in the cup calmly, put it down again, and said to comfort him, "Just take a rest."

She gave Xu Jing a prophetic word.

I have been busy outside these days, and the crew has not been there for several days.

Simply because she doesn't have many roles, she is relatively relaxed, and if she hasn't been there in the past few days, it will not delay the progress of filming.

The other party hung up after a few hums, probably too busy.

Ming Qi put the phone on the table, "Yuyu should have arrived in the imperial capital by now."

That day, Ming Hai's making things difficult was interrupted by the Qiu family's invitation card that came unexpectedly. Several senior elders were shocked by the Qiu family's invitation, and Ming Yu's matter was left alone.

Ming Yu didn't stay there after that, he packed up his things and left the side building of the Ming house the next day without saying hello to Ming Qi.

Mingjue only sent a brief sentence: wait for him to come back with the first prize.

The mountains were covered by heavy snow outside, and the floor-to-ceiling windows were also covered in a vast expanse, with no greenery to be seen anymore.

Nothing can be seen clearly in the vast sky, and time loses its meaning here.

She propped her head up and looked at the snowflakes flying wantonly outside the window. The stove in the room was burning vigorously and the temperature was just right, so she felt a little drowsy.

So Mingjue called the waiter and guided him down to the back room.

This manor occupies quite a large area, and it took a winding road to reach the bedroom.

Ming Qi took a shower under the service of the maid, then fell into bed and fell asleep.

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When she woke up, the wind died down.

Night has fallen, and the world is covered in heavy blackness, leaving only the snowflakes flying all over the sky.

She sat on the bed and watched for a while, then asked the waiter to serve her up.

"What time is it?" Ming Qi asked.

The waitress replied, "It's ten o'clock in the evening."

Ming Qi let out a soft "hmm", but didn't hear the familiar movement outside the door, and asked again: "Where's Ming Jue?"

The waitress was stunned for a moment, then stuck: "It was still outside just now."

just.

Ming Qi's ink eyes flowed: "Push me out."

"Now?" The waitress was surprised: "Miss Ming, the snow outside is very deep, and it's getting late, I'm afraid it's dangerous to go out now."

"Nothing, I'll go out and have a look." Ming Qi said.

Seeing her resolute attitude, the waitress stopped trying to persuade her.

As soon as he opened the door, a bitter chill hit his face, Ming Qi wrapped himself in the cloak and walked along the corridor.

The waitress wanted to push her, but she refused: "Don't come here."

The waiter opened his mouth and looked outside again. It was freezing cold and the snow was deep. Miss Ming looked weak and weak. What if something unexpected happened?
"Miss Ming."

The waitress stopped her anyway.

Ming Qi turned his head, his black pupils were dark in the night.

The waiter ran back to the room, and soon came out with another piece of clothing.

She said: "It's not clear outside here, Miss Ming might as well put on this red cloak, it's easy to identify."

If something goes wrong, it will be convenient for them to find it.

The waiter swallowed the words, then added softly with a blushing face: "I have watched your live broadcast, Miss Ming, you are amazing."

Ming Qi looked at her with a somewhat reserved face, and suddenly smiled: "Thank you."

She took it and put it on, then disappeared into the night.

The manor is large, but sparsely populated.

Ming Qi controlled the wheelchair, walked through corridors lit with dim lights, left the contiguous houses, and headed for the distant mountains and forests.

She walked slowly, the snow was deep, and the wheelchair rolled on the snow without being stagnant or difficult, and the road was smooth and unimpeded.

In the foggy night, everything was silent, and a little red became the most eye-catching existence in the flying snow all over the sky.

The population is becoming less and less, and the dim night lights can only see sporadic, bright prayers go deep into the mountains and forests.

In the depths of the pines and forests, Ming Qi finally stopped the wheelchair.

The corner of her lips twitched: "Still come out?"

Snowflakes fell from the branches, and the snow rustled softly.

In an instant, the square space beside Ming Qi swelled with a rich ink color.

The ink color is deeper than the night, and the shape wrapped in the night is vague, and only a vague mass can be felt.

The sky is full of black and violent riots, twisting and deforming in the air, as if it wants to burst the sky.

They devoured this space quickly and eagerly, the dense silver pine and cypress trees twisted and retreated, the rolling snow line disappeared, and the boundless snow field on the ground disappeared.

The dark night was painted with more intense colors, and the sporadic lights disappeared. Ming Qi seemed to have entered a strange space, and there was nothing else around him except black unknown objects.

Ming Qi frowned lightly.

The strong ominous breath in this black color made her feel uncomfortable.

In fact, she hadn't felt such a strong ominous feeling for a long time.

She suddenly laughed lowly.

The girl's voice was cold and soft, especially clear in the silent ink.

Ming Qi looked up at the sky—there was only viscous and pulsating ink, she bent her lips and smiled at it, as if someone was there.

She said, "Hiding behind your back and using this method? How shameful it is."

Ming Qi didn't panic about the weirdness that happened, even if it was a provocation, he didn't rush it.

The viscidity of the clamor seemed to pause for a while, and then it seemed to become angry from embarrassment, and it became more and more intense.

The ink quickly gathered into a ball, forming a huge ink ball, so thick that it could drip, and the ominous atmosphere in it became stronger and stronger.

The ink blob was astonishingly large, covering the sky and the sun, with a majestic momentum. In contrast, Ming Qi, who was sitting in a wheelchair, seemed to be the size of an ant, inconspicuous.

And Ming Qi's expression turned cold, every word was like a verdict: "No matter who you are, if you dare to shake the world order with divine power, annihilation is your final destination."

The ink ball is formed, and it goes straight to Mingqi!
Ming Qi sat firmly in the wheelchair and tapped on the armrest with his bare hands, as if the danger was not at hand.

Her black pupils were icy cold, watching the ink balls rushing towards them.

Just when Mo Tuan was about to approach Ming Qi, something happened!
A dazzling white light pierces the darkness!
The ink ball seemed to have been severely injured, and suddenly fell back heavily, smashing a huge hole in the thick black!
Ming Qi was stunned for a moment, and the finger tapping on the handrail stopped in the air.

A burst of familiar warm breath came oncoming after thousands of years.

The fingertips are stagnant, and Ming Qi is in a trance.

　Clean up, it's time for our male lead to come out and see the world (Fei Dun)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)