Facing Mu Yin's question, Mrs. Bai was silent for a moment and said calmly: "What you said has nothing to do with our black club. Okay, now I answer your question, and it's your turn to untie the strings on my daughter.

The soul is enslaved! Hurry!"

Mu Yin sneered: "Don't you dare to admit it?"

I was even more convinced that these things were done by this bitch, and I said in my heart, please don’t let me escape, otherwise I will report these things to the Shanghai Law Enforcement Team, and you will be completely ruined! No,

Not just you, your entire black club is going to attack the streets!

Madam Bai ignored Mu Yin and ordered someone to bring in a tall, slim and beautiful girl, who was Bai Yu.

When Bai Yu arrived at the scene and saw Mu Yin, without thinking, he immediately knelt down and shouted: "Master!" Mu Yin was shocked. This girl...has really become a soul slave? This is not a slave, but a slave.

It must be the maid! For a moment, Mu Yin felt a little sorry.

"No kneeling!"

Mrs. Bai's eyelids twitched with anger, she pulled her daughter up, then looked at Mu Yin, gritted her teeth and said, "Give you one minute to give my daughter her freedom. After one minute, if my daughter still calls you master,

I will cut off one of your arms, shout twice, and I will remove your arms and legs!"

Mu Yin knew that the situation had reached its most critical moment, and the other party's patience was almost exhausted.

He lowered his head and thought for a while, and seemed to be really considering whether to release Bai Yu from slavery - but in fact, Mu Yin didn't know how to release Bai Yu from slavery at all - then Mu Yin took a step and took the initiative to step forward.

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…

While Mu Yin was blocked in a hotel room by Madam Bai and her crowd, Tang Xiaoyao was in a riverside villa in Pudong, the magical capital.

This villa is Yan Yimu's residence.

Tang Xiaoyao felt quite strange at this moment. He thought that Yan Yimu called him over because he had something important to say. He was quite nervous before he came. After all, he was the number one in the mixed race circle who wanted to see him.

Man, the most respected prophet of our time.

But after I actually arrived, I realized that it was not the case at all!

Yan Yimu didn't say anything important, but just invited him to have dinner? Tang Xiaoyao burped, thinking that if that big foodie A Mu was here, he would be extremely happy.

The food was cooked by Yan Yimu himself, and Tang Xiaoyao knew with the first bite that this legendary figure in the mixed race circle in front of him, like himself, also attended the God of Cooking School run by Granny White Tiger!

"Is it delicious?" Yan Yimu asked, looking at Tang Xiaoyao with a very kind look, as if looking at his own child.

"Yeah, it's delicious. Even better than what I cook myself." Tang Xiaoyao, the little cook, told the truth, convinced by Yan Yimu's cooking skills.

After a moment of hesitation, Tang Xiaoyao decided to ask clearly: "Why did Lord Yan Yimu come to me for this? In addition... and about your prediction about tomorrow's showdown..." Tang Xiaoyao naturally listened.

He was very concerned about the prophecy that Mu Yin would be killed by Bai Xu.

Yan Yimu smiled: "It's nothing particularly important. I just want to invite the outstanding newcomers and descendants of our mixed race circle to my home for dinner. I also want to thank you, little demon, for your honor."

Tang Xiaoyao's face turned slightly red and she didn't even dare to take it seriously.

Yan Yimu continued: "As for that prophecy... all my prophecies are possibilities. There is only a difference in possibility, not absolute."

Tang Xiaoyao asked: "So how likely is your latest prediction?"

Yan Yimu said calmly: "It's very big."

Tang Xiaoyao's face couldn't help but change, and he became a little anxious: "Very high? Very likely? Then isn't Amu——"

When he said this, he suddenly paused and his expression changed again, because the pair of cat ears on his head suddenly stood up, sending out a strong warning signal!

At the same time, Tang Xiaoyao clearly felt that Mu Yin was asking for help from her, but this feeling was not the sense of "super-distance synchronization" connection, but... the induction brought about by some deeper connections.

A vague picture even vaguely appeared in front of Tang Xiaoyao's eyes: Mu Yin was in a hotel room, and in front of him were many members of the black club wearing black suits!

"Ah, someone is going to do harm to A Mu!" Tang Xiaoyao shouted and jumped up, "It's someone from the black club!"

If it were anyone other than Yan Yimu, if they saw Tang Xiaoyao acting "shocked" for no reason, they would most likely frown and be confused.

Yan Yimu was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said, "Did you see anything? Come on, let's talk as we walk." As if he were an elder, he naturally took Tang Xiaoyao's hand and disappeared with one step.

On the spot, he went straight to the hotel where Mu Yin and everyone from the Mu Cheng Club were staying.

Tang Xiaoyao had quickly called the police. Her heart was burning. This feeling was very strange. There was clearly no evidence that Mu Yin was in danger, but Tang Xiaoyao knew that her feelings were not an illusion, but something like

A sense of crisis as if I was there personally.

Yan Yimu seemed to feel Tang Xiaoyao's inner feelings. At the same time, as the organizer of the conference, he was also very sensitive to matters such as contestants being in danger before the competition, and quietly increased his speed to the extreme.

At the same time, Yan Yimu thought in his mind: "I'm still not sure whether Amu is the person I thought he was. But Tang Xiaoyao does seem to be my 'same kind'!"

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At the same time, in the hotel room.

What is different from not long ago is that the entire room is now filled with heavy invisible pressure and terrifying evil spirits.

Mu Yin secretly cried out that it was a pity. He was only a little short of it. He was really just a little short of being able to snatch Bai Yu from Mrs. Bai as a hostage and rely on him to break out of the encirclement. Unfortunately, it was still just a little short of it. Although Bai Yu cooperated

He killed himself, but Mrs. Bai reacted too quickly.

At this time, Mrs. Bai's patience finally ran out and she was completely angered.

"Kid, who gave you the courage to think you can play tricks under my nose? Huh?"

Madam Bai said sternly, "If my daughter's problem is properly solved, I will consider leaving your body intact! But now I have changed my mind: If I kill you, my daughter's soul enslavement will be lifted on its own, right?"

It doesn’t matter even if it’s not lifted, your ‘master’ is already dead anyway. I will slowly torture you to death and make you suffer pain you have never imagined. You brought this on yourself!”

She finally showed the strength of the fifth-level Shadow Realm hybrid, and walked towards Mu Yin step by step, seeming to bring oppression to the entire space.

Masters of the Shadow Realm, whether mixed-blood or pure-blood monsters, like to use their "monster shadow" to suppress others, such as Mrs. Bai in front of her, such as the thin admissions officer that day. In fact, Mu Yin was the Tiger King before his rebirth.

When I was in the Transformation Realm, I also liked to do this.

Mu Yin felt like a small cucumber, about to be crushed by the increasing pressure from all directions!

Any demon-soldier-level hybrid, unless the hybrid has a very special physique and a strong ability to withstand stress, would have died ten thousand times in the face of such pressure.

Mu Yin resisted the pressure and at the same time read the strong man's information just like before——
Chapter completed!