This kind of reaction made Meng Jiao happy, there is a kind of cruelty in the world that is not hysterical, but there is no response, it is obviously a world of two people, but he lives like one person.

Meng Jiao stood up, this time, she continued to dive into the water, and not long after she was thrown up again, she tried again and again, and was thrown up again and again.

Mingmei found a place, sat there with Xunmo, and watched quietly.

Doughnuts are in a hurry.

"Oops, it's up again."

"I'll go, Feng Tian's heart is really ruthless."

"Host, what are we going to do?"

"Host, host, are we just watching? Do you want to help her? ”

Mingmei listened boredly, and said casually: "You can also tie a stone to her body and let her sink faster." ”

The dumplings are thoughtful.

"Mmmm, I know, I'll go find a stone and shoot Meng Jiao to the bottom of the water."

It's too busy to help, it's a little expert, it doesn't believe that Feng Tianneng is indifferent.

Bright: "......"

IQ really hasn't gone up.

Soon, the dough returned, and the little pink face was about to change color. "Host, host, it's so dark here."

Mingmei reached out and fished it back. "Don't run around, it's scary here."

Dough nodded and shrank back.

Mingmei and Xunmo continued to watch together.

Xun Mo didn't persuade Mingmei to help Meng Jiao, Mingmei has that ability, but what if she forcibly gets Feng Tian up?

Can Feng Tian be forced to speak?

forced him to tell the reason and break off with Meng Jiaoen?

In any case, this is a matter between Meng Jiao and Feng Tian, and they can only solve it by themselves, or die by themselves.

He has no hobby of exhorting others to do good.

Mingmei was pleased with his performance, and she kissed him on the cheek, her eyes looking into the deep water.

There was a man with watery hair, his face as white as snow, and his eyes were shrouded in black smoke, like a black hole that could never be reached.

The man's fingers stirred one by one, and a huge wave set off on the surface of the water and ran Meng Jiao to the shore.

Soon, Meng Jiao had no strength.

Her face was pale, panting like a cow, she didn't have any strength up and down, her whole body was soft into a noodle, and she could even feel her strength collapse little by little.

But she didn't dare to stop, she was afraid that if she stopped, she would no longer have the strength to move forward, and she was afraid that she would fall into a waiting cycle again.

She had waited enough for such desperate and helpless days.

She stood up again, and little by little she dived into the deep water, paddling lightly, feeling as if her arm was about to be dissolved by the water.

Soon, she lost the strength to resist, and she didn't do anything with Feng Tian under the water, and she was about to float up.

Mingmei was silent, and her fingers moved slightly.

Meng Jiao's eyebrows moved slightly, she opened her eyes weakly, and felt a majestic force pressing her down, she choked out excitedly, and before she had time to say thank you, she mustered up her courage and endured the invasion of overwhelming sadness and sorrow, and sank into the water.

Feng Tian opened his eyes.

He looked at the darkness in the distance.

He could feel a force stirring things up, but he couldn't sense who it was.

He looked into the distance with a cold expression, and pushed Meng Jiao away without saying a word.

At this time, Meng Jiao was in pain, Mingmei was pressing her down, Feng Tian was pushing her up, she was caught in the middle, and she was about to be squeezed by two opposing forces.

Mingmei's eyes were slightly dim, and she quietly wrapped Meng Jiao with a ray of light, and continued to push her down.

Feng Tian was enraged.

The object of his anger was not Meng Jiao, but Mingmei, and he was angry that she didn't seem to value Meng Jiao's life.

He also increased his strength, and in this case, Bibi saw who would stop first.

Meng Jiao let out a painful scream, under the shroud of bright light, she would not die, but it did not mean that she would not be in pain.

The body she had condensed with the power of starlight was crumbling, and the power in her body was slowly draining, and it might not be long before her soul was gone.

Meng Jiao coughed, and a trace of blood fell into the water, which was her soul blood.

Feng Tian paused, and then boundless anger spread out of his body, and the surface of the water set off huge waves, smashing towards the brightness and ink on the shore.

Bright and bright did not move, and the water came in front of her, screaming wildly, but not a drop touched her body.

On the contrary, Mingmei pushed Meng Jiao down a lot.

Feng Tian was anxious and angry, and increased his strength, Meng Jiao's body cracked, and soul blood flowed out from the crack.

Feng Tian was stunned, he withdrew his hand suddenly, and watched Meng Jiao fall straight down.

He reached out and caught her blankly, looking at her cracked face in disbelief.

Meng Jiao gulped out blood, and Feng Tian hurriedly wanted to help her, but there was nothing she could do.

Finally, he hugged Meng Jiao, his body flew out of the water like lightning, stood in front of Mingmei, and shouted angrily: "You killed her? ”

Mingmei said lightly: "You are wrong, we killed her." ”