Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"It doesn't matter." Chi Yan said faintly. "

Feng Ying smiled coldly, "don't worry, he won't die. Keep your eyes open. What's different from ordinary people's ability!"

If he delayed any longer, Bai Wuxing would lose his life. Feng Ying looked at the sad and angry two people and raised a strange smile on his lips.

As soon as her right hand was raised, a golden light came out of her palm and gently covered her bleeding neck.

With the golden light flashing, the blood was stopped immediately, and the ferocious wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even the white and twisted face eased a lot.

Finally, he breathed out a long breath, and the gray pupils were a little brilliant.

The other elders who witnessed the whole process were stunned and shocked.

"This, this is..."

Feng Ying withdrew his hand and stumbled.

"Feng Ying!"

Fortunately, Chi Yan came quickly and grabbed her waist.

"Physical overdraft?"

"Yes."

Feng Ying leaned weakly in his arms and stuck out his tongue. "It's too much to install X."

"You..."

Looking at her pale face, Chi Yan wanted to teach a lesson, but as soon as she bumped into her deliberately cute eyes, her anger was only replaced by helplessness.

Knowing that she did this for herself, Chi Yan's heart softened, but she still had a face and gave her a warning stare.

"This will not be the case."

"I see ~"

Feng Ying smiled, stood up straight, looked at him and touched his neck. He was stunned and dazed, and smiled.

"Elder, are you satisfied with my skill? Compared with your unwarranted prediction, what I have come up with is a real fact. According to your statement, am I a nine day saint?"

A smile flashed across the bottom of Chi Yan's eyes.

Bai Wuxing stared at her, his pupils narrowed fiercely, "impossible, impossible..."

"Why not?"

The saint Feng Ying's chin was slightly raised and her expression was arrogant. With a beautiful and refined face, she really had a cold feeling that could not be blasphemed.

"Now I, the nine day saint, say you did wrong. Do you admit it?"

In her opinion, the silly elders of the white family believe in unwarranted power like the deeply brainwashed people in some organizations.

I know I've done wrong, but I'm paranoid and don't want to believe it.

Destroying their beliefs can make them feel more painful than physical destruction.

"Impossible..."

Bai Wuxing said these words back and forth.

He sat decadent on the ground, his eyes were empty and trance, his body was shrouded in a dead breath, and his spirits were destroyed.

"Why? I did it according to the results of divination, but why did I fall into such a field?"

"Because..." Feng Ying said word by word, "you are wrong!"

Bai Wuxing's body was shocked and he suddenly laughed wildly. The laughter was a little desolate.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong? Is it wrong, hahaha..."

Several other elders, including the three elders who had just awakened, hung their heads and said nothing, and their expressions were a little depressed.

"Someone."

As soon as Chi Yan waved his hand, several men with guns ran in.

"Take them down!"

"Yes!"

With a click, the handcuffs were handcuffed to the white Wuxing four people, and they didn't struggle.

But when he was taken down, Bai Wuxing suddenly raised his head and looked at the pool banquet.

"Up to now, I don't want to say anything. Even if the Bai family can't keep it, Bai Xiunian is your compatriot brother. You must let him go!"