Is this really that waste

With a bang, Bai Yiyi fell over his shoulders, and Bai Yiyi, who had a full chance of winning before, was lying on his back at this time, and the whole person was confused...

Everyone opened their mouths, dumbfounded, and the scene was quiet.

Is this really that waste?

The trick just now is fast and accurate, without any sloppyness, which is very different from the waste in their eyes, which is simply unbelievable.

"No, impossible, I can't lose." Bai Yiyi lying on the ground shook his head blankly.

When the sight fell on the upper body of Mu Rufeng looking down at him, his eyes suddenly froze, and the palm of his hand did not know when there was an additional dagger, and he swung the blade towards Mu Rufeng.

"My God, it's going to kill..." someone exclaimed, completely unexpected that things would develop like this.

Mu Zhong's soul and tiger's eyes were cold, and the killing intent flashed across his eyes. He didn't wait for him to make a move, but he saw Mu Rufeng's feet lift up and kicked towards Bai Yiyi's waist. Someone who was originally fierce and fierce, all belched and froze on the ground. .

Things happened fast and ended faster, especially Bai Yiyi's frozen motion at this time, embarrassed and twisted, as funny as you want.

Everyone present couldn't help but stared at Mu Rufeng, full of surprises.

"What did you do to her?" the boy opened his mouth and couldn't help asking.

"Seating technique, do you want to try it?" Mu Rufeng narrowed her eyes, exquisite red lips slightly raised, evoking a playful arc.

Concentration, what the hell?

Everyone was at a loss, collectively puzzled, for the first time they heard such a novel move.

Is this really that waste?

"How, service is not?" Mu Rufeng took the dagger in Bai Yiyi's hand and walked on her face, exquisite face exuded a trace of evil spirit.

Bai Yiyi's stiff body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes filled with horror, and he could clearly feel the cold chill coming from the dagger blade against his cheek.

This waste, no, this bitch, no doubt, as long as her hand shook a little, her face was ruined, no, no, she should not disfigured, she should not be ugly.

"Stop, don't hurt Yiyi!" Bai Qijin yelled, his canthus cracked.

"Give up, I'll give up..." Bai Yiyi screamed with a harsh voice when he felt the dagger blade against his cheek send another point forward.

"May the gambling be defeated, it's up to you to fulfill your promise." Mu Rufeng loosened his hand, the blade fell to the ground, and a crisp sound fell on the ground of the hall.

The cool voice was cold and indifferent, as if the demon king announced his death. When the words fell, Bai Yiyi on the ground trembled suddenly and his face was full of shame and anger.

Humiliation, unwillingness, anger...

The expression on his face is unpredictable, blue and purple, and looks extremely wonderful.

The hall was quiet for a moment, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the good show to come on.

Hey, the Prime Minister was confessed by his daughter, how exciting, fresh and multi-flavored!

"The little girl is naughty, anyhow, offended, my father, who apologizes for it, and hopes that this matter will stop there." Bai Dacheng's fist clenched in his sleeve, but his eyes turned to Mu Zhongshun, pleading.

In his view, as long as Mu Zhonghun spoke, things would end.

"The Holy Witness personally witnessed that if you want to gamble, you will lose. This woman is just a joke. Do you want to make your majesty also a joke?" .

Oh, if you want to regret it, it depends on whether she agrees or not.