"Xia Yihan, I lost. You are too strong." Lucy said sincerely.
"I don't like Ahern." Xia Yihan quickly cut off the other party's words to explain.
Lucy made a surprised look: "but Xiaochun said you are Ahern's favorite woman. Is Xiaochun lying to me, why? "
Xia Yihan and Lucy both think of the most important character, Xiaochun. "Lucy, do you know the diviner?"
Manuel asks Lucy gently. There is a flash of panic in Lucy's eyes. This man is not as kind as he seems.
The black cylinder hard against Lucy's soft waist, Manuel respectfully with a trace of unforeseen threat: "Xia Yihan, she is your friend, what would you do?"
Lucy looked at Xia Yihan in horror, her lips trembled slightly, and her voice was hoarse and speechless: "Manuel, calm down. Other nobles will not let you go."
Manuel did not speak, but slightly increased the strength on his hand. Xia Yihan bit his teeth and said to Manuel, "your coercion makes me feel sick."
Xia Yihan walks to the steps under the direction of Manuel. He picks up the thirteen stars in his hand and pushes them gently with his thumb. The thirteen stars in his hand make a soft knock.
"My God, someone can open the 13 stars. How did she do it?" The people under the stage talked and looked at Xia Yihan strangely.
"Great diviner, we will follow your example." Manuel let go of Lucy, take the lead to go to the bottom of the steps, gently bow to Xia Yihan.
Manuel's actions led to the whole audience. All the powerful people in Italy gathered here tonight and paid homage to them like an oriental woman.
Looking at Xia Yihan's slightly reddened face, Manuel smiles with satisfaction, and slowly walks up the steps, and whispers in Xia Yihan's ear: "it's not very good to be above one person but under ten thousand people."
Xia Yihan turns his head and looks at the man who is close at hand. Although the other side has an excessively beautiful appearance, he makes Xia Yihan feel chilly.
"I have something to announce." Xia Yihan raised his thirteen stars.
Manuel frowns and looks at Xia Yihan. He doesn't know what the other party's idea is. The people under the stage are quiet with discussion. The expressions of inquiry and doubt are projected on Xia Yihan.
"I have a child, and I am not what you call a diviner. As for this dagger, it is just a dead thing to me. I will not bind myself to such things."
Xia Yihan raised the dagger in her hand and cried out in a loud voice. Her face was redder with the increase of the volume and the attention of the people. After saying this, she threw the dagger to her feet.
"What are you doing?" Manuel picks up the dagger from the ground.
"Don't you understand what she's saying?" Next to the window burst open, two black figures from the window clever climb over, and then drive the wind straight to summer Yihan.
Ye Zimo looks around the scene coldly for a week, and then looks at Xia Yihan who looks at himself. Lin Jie grabs the dagger and skips toward Manuel, accurately butts the person's neck, and says to the scene, "my advice to you is not to move now."
Xia Yihan does not speak, lips tightly pursed, ye Zimo holds Xia Yihan's hand and gently kisses: "my princess, let you wait for a long time."
"She's a diviner," said Manuel, biting her teeth. "She belongs here, only to me."
Holding Xia Yihan's waist and limbs domineering, feeling the warmth from the other side, ye Zimo picked his eyebrows in a good mood: "belongs to you? No, she just makes you look ugly
Compared with Ye Zimo's calmness, Manuel's brown eyes are full of hate to tear each other to pieces. "Today, I will definitely let you die here!"
Around the corner, some pro diviners and Manuel's aristocrats have begun to echo in a low voice: "Orientals, let go of the diviners, get out of here!"
The voices around him grew louder and louder. Hundreds of people gathered in a strong protest. Manuel looked at Ye Zimo with some pride. Lin Jie pressed the man's dagger to make some strength. Xia Yihan saw the man's strange smile and suddenly called to Lin Jie: "leave quickly."
Xia Yihan shouts. Lin Jie is distracted. Manuel quickly reaches out a knife from the sleeve of his suit and throws it backward. Lin Jielian retreats. Manuel has already slipped to another place.
There were also some skeptics and opponents who, seeing Manuel break free, started shouting.
Ye Zimo loosened his wrist button, looked around like a king, and raised his tone slightly: "stupid."
With the crisp click of fingers, people who originally served as waiters in all directions pledged other nobles in turn. The nobles watched the waiters of Manuel's house face them with guns and angrily asked, "what's the matter with Manuel! You want to fight everyone? "
Manuel was surprised and angry and looked at all the waiters who should have been in his residence. He looked at Ye Zimo and said, "you did it!""Mr. Ye." Zhang Fengyi comes over from the side and nods to Ye Zimo.
Ye Zimo easily makes a seat full of precious stones and gold, just like a born king. Holding Xia Yihan on his leg, Xia Yihan struggles, ye Zimo's back to all people puts his hand into Xia Yihan's waist and limbs.
Xia Yihan suddenly stiff, incredible turn to look at Ye Zimo, "Ye Zimo, what else do you dare not do!"
Ye Zimo's eyes fixed at Xia Yihan, as if all the people under the seat were the air. In the quiet atmosphere, only Ye Zimo's firm voice said: "losing you is something I dare not do."
Looking at Xia Yihan's hasty turn of head, small ear tip with a blush, ye Zimo turns his sight back to the hall and pulls out a faint smile.
"It's time for liquidation, don't you? Qin Feng
"Qin Feng!" This word sounds like a bomb around. Manuel looks around in surprise. Is Qinfeng here?
"Ye Zimo, you are indeed the smartest man I have ever seen." Lazy with a smile of the voice sounded, Xia Yihan looked at Qin Feng in surprise: "how do you look different, you are not that waiter who blushed when I came to Manuel mansion that day?"
Qin Feng nodded and said to Xia Yihan and ye Zimo, "I didn't expect that it was you who recognized me." then he looked at Manuel provocatively.
"I didn't expect that you had been lurking around me for so long." Manuel finally knows why his plans always come to light.
"I don't have time to listen to your grudges and give Kiu over." Ye Zimo's slender fingertips gently tap on the seat, with obvious impatience on his face.
Qin Feng and Manuel's faces both show a trace of unwillingness. At this time, they are still fighting for the silence of the opposite two people at the same time.
Ye Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly: "it seems that you have not understood the present situation." The black hilt was pointing to the back of Manuel's head. Manuel squinted and asked, "dare you?"
The provocative Ye Zimo just slightly raised eyebrows: "you have a chance to try, I dare not."
Manuel looks at Ye Zimo with hesitation. From the confrontation with Ye Zimo, he has really realized the horror of men.
"I don't know where he is." Manuel's voice was stiff and his face was expressionless.
Qin Feng shrugged, with a indifferent smile: "of course, I don't know."
Ye Zimo's eyes swept in front of the two people, and his fingers moved slightly in the full view of the public, which made Qin Feng and Manuel stiffen their backs.
"Don't be impulsive!" Xia Yihan opened his mouth. Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Xia Yihan said stutteringly: "now is the legal society."
"Ha ha, you are still so interesting." Qin Feng joked. Ye Zimo was impatient, and put Xia Yihan in his arms again and made a color to Zhang Fengyi.
"Wait! Here comes the man you are looking for. " There was a moderate roar outside the living room, and Manuel breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his forehead. At the last moment, he really felt that the man behind him was about to knock the trigger, and that close distance could not save him.
Qin Feng frowned and sighed: "it's a pity." Kiu strides in from the door, and glances at Manuel and Qin Feng angrily: "it's no nonsense, how can't even outsiders deal with it!"
"Old man, you'd better know who's causing these things." Qin Feng said with displeasure on his face.
"How long do you want to talk?" Ye Zimo sat on his chair and looked down at the group of people. Xia Yihan felt the restlessness of the man behind him. He was afraid that the other party would not be happy to kill him. He patted the back of Ye Zimo's hand like pacification: "don't be impulsive. Impulse is the devil."
Ye Zimo clasped Xia Yihan with his backhand, and said in a tone of evil Charm: "compared with the impulse to kill now, I want to do something else."
Qin Feng, who is closest to them, first changed his face and turned his head to one side. Manuel sneered and said, "why can't I bear to see other people's love?"
Qin Feng, like the fire that was ignited, countered, "pull out your fingers that are stuck in the cracks between your nails and talk to me again."
"That's enough. You're not disgraced! How much more noise can separate the two men? " Kiu roared angrily, then looked at Ye Zimo: "if you are looking for a way to crack this woman's hypnosis, I have nothing to do."
Ye Zimo's expression didn't fluctuate too much, but his face was obviously cold. He said with an unnatural cold tone: "you mean you want to say that you hypnotized her, but you can't untie it now?"
Ye Zimo's voice is unquestionable oppression. Kiu feels a cold sweat behind his back, and nods hard under the wolf like eyes of the other party: "there is a woman who wants her to die, so when hypnotized, the woman also brought another hypnotic drug, so I can't get rid of this hypnosis.""Who is that woman?" Ye Zimo, Qinfeng and Manuel opened their mouths almost at the same time.
Kiu's old expression looked at Xia Yihan and said with a smile, "this is about to ask Miss Xia."
Xia Yihan turns his head and looks at Ye Zimo. There are many women who hate her. But those countless women have one thing in common, that is, they love the man in front of him, ye Zimo.
"The way." The leaf ink is cold and cold, and does not give Kiu any chance to explain.