Goddess, she's gone

Chapter 247 The Story of the Empress Cheating Her Father [Part [-]]

Therefore, Yin Mang didn't take it to heart at all.

Until the handsome and harmless little monk became the Mi Zhe Buddha Lord in Zi Zai Tian.

Yin Mang hated this dead bald donkey until his teeth itch.

From then on, when she saw Mi Zhe, she wished she could stab him three times and six times, and turn on the mocking mode by the way.

360 degrees without dead ends to attack the dead donkey personally.

For the first time, Mi Zhe was not on guard against Yin Mang.

The Empress went smoothly and joyfully stabbed him in the heart.

The bright red blood stained Mi Zhe's hands and body.

Unfortunately, that guy didn't die.

He was prepared, and all the tricks Yin Mang had prepared were useless.

She can no longer secretly take his life.

Angrily, Yin Mang secretly drew small circles and cursed him!

Give birth to a child without an ass hole in this life!
Never lift it for the rest of my life!
It wasn't until Yin Mang realized later that Mi Zhe was a monk.

He won't be able to use it if he grows that thing.

It doesn't pose any threat to him at all.

Children or something...don't even think about it.

The Empress spent 300 years of hard work and found that the curse she cast had no effect.

Mi Zhe was quite at ease.

Angrily, she quickly braked, turned around and threw a hundred seductive, naked banshees into his residence in the middle of the night.

Originally thinking, no matter what, I could see the joke of this dead bald donkey.

And then...she burped.

The empress sighed deeply, turned her head silently, squatted on the ground and pinched the twigs, not forgetting to draw circles on the ground.

By the way, a big cross was made on the stick figure in the circle.

She is dead.

Mi Zhana, the dead bald donkey, appointed her to watch a lot of jokes.

Must be secretly laughing.

While it's okay, curse him more!

Prepare the weight of the curse for the next two years first.

In the illusory space, a layer of light-colored streamer faded from the back of the small roulette.

Looking at the back of the girl half squatting on the ground, Rourou sighed sadly.

On the back of the roulette, where Yin Mang couldn't see, a pair of eyes were emotionally revealed.

Qi Ling made it like this... There is no one else.

Thinking about his mission, little roulette sadly lowered his head again.

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At around seven o'clock in the evening, Yin Mang walked home slowly under the moonlight.

The tribulation formation cannot be accomplished overnight, it needs to be meticulous and meticulous.

She has already laid out a rough prototype of the formation, and some other materials are needed to complete the entire formation.

"Miss is back?"

Aunt Li greeted her with a smile on her face, and handed Yin Mang a pair of slippers.

Turning to look at the sofa,
He said in a rambling manner, "These classmates have been waiting for you at home all afternoon."

"I thought Miss wasn't coming back, and you didn't answer the phone."

Yin Mang was slightly stunned, and she took out her mobile phone.

"out of battery."

The girl was a little puzzled, stepped through the door of the living room, and walked towards the sofa.

Which classmate came to find her?
"Miss Mang!"

"..."

There were six people sitting on the sofa, and when they saw Yin Mang coming in, they stood up happily in unison.

Four men and two women.

Yin Mang pinched the apple that Aunt Li had peeled, and took two bites.

He raised his eyebrows to meet the eyes of several people with reverence and joy.

The girl swallowed the apple slowly: "Who are you...?"

Look, it seems very familiar.

But... Her Lady Empress said: It's so troublesome to remember people.

The smiles on the faces of the six children froze.

The air stagnates for several seconds.

At the southernmost point, the chubby boy came out first.

A fleshy finger pointed at his face: "Sister Mang, it's me!"

(End of this chapter)