On the crystal clear lake, a small white boat floated quietly, a girl in a red cross-necked skirt sat on the bow of the boat, she lay on the side of the boat and watched the lake, a drop of clear tears fell, and the bone boat was annihilated. At the bottom of the lake, countless babies sleep for ever.

In mid-air, Meng Yu yawned and disappeared into this space.

Or else?

Do you want her to wait for all the babies who have not been able to die well for decades due to various factors and are full of resentment to take revenge?

How long will that take.

Don't you understand that time is life?

Besides, this sea of blood has a caretaker, and the little girl in Hanfu, who is resentful of babies and children, will definitely take good care of it.

Anyway, I wish everyone to have revenge, and if you really can't get revenge, sleep well, have a good dream, and maintain a relaxed and happy mood, lest this sea of blood that has become clear become dirty again.

Your home has to be cherished, you know?

Everything that should be explained has been explained, and there should be nothing forgotten, Meng You's eyes drifted away, and at this moment, she thought of her mother.

That woman...

How sad it should be to know that she was killed by that pair of scum.

But—

She chuckled, today's hard work is for a better reunion tomorrow. It didn't take long for her to get back to her homeland.

At that time...

Isn't there a saying in this world?

Never mess with a genius with a strong background, you can't afford to mess with it!

Above the sea of blood, the woman with a beautiful face has disappeared at some point. At the bottom of the lake, the little girl's long eyelashes trembled, muttered a few words, and spit out a string of thin bubbles.

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Meng He opened his eyes again because his body felt very uncomfortable.

Dry mouth.

Obviously, the skin of the mouth is dry and cracked into lace.

The mouth is also very uncomfortable, it should be that I haven't drunk water for many days, and I am still sick, so weak that I can't speak, and the breath I exhale is smelly.

Can you imagine?

The kind of stinky smell that I haven't brushed my teeth all the time.

Oh my God!

It's just a smoked person!

With every breath, Meng You longed to die on the spot, but she knew that such a bitter master would not be the last.

Crippled, sloppy, dirty, non-human...

In the dark, she thought of so many small words she had seen, and couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, the male protagonist is not something that ordinary people can be, just with a tongue that can not be disgusted, w kiss the female owner's mouth that has not brushed her teeth for many days, and enjoy it very much, and even the body reacted violently.

I have to sigh.

No wonder she can't become the male lead, who told her to love cleanliness too much.

？？

As the owner of Xilai Immortal Island, Meng He did not misunderstand his ability.

However, something doesn't seem right.

What is this place?

It was dark, not a ray of sunlight shone in, and I couldn't see my fingers.

But she couldn't reach out.

Why?

Of course, it was because the bitter master's two wrists were handcuffed by something suspected of being handcuffed, and there was a heavy iron lump on his feet.

It's weird to move.

emmm

Ruling out the possibility that the bitter master is not a blind man, this kind of treatment should be imprisoned, and here, not surprisingly, it is the basement.

She:...

Lips hooked.

With this expression, streaks of blood poured out of his chapped lips.

Very good!

Mixed up like this, it's really worthy of the fragment of her soul!

True...

Speechless, okay.

The first world is physically disabled, the second world can't even be born, and the third world takes the route of imprisonment and shaking.

!

Is there a normal world?

Tired!

What's even more tiring is that she has to find a way to get out of this hellish place!

Laboriously crawled from the ground and sat up, weak, reached out and pulled the chain on his foot, his thumb thick, and his voice was crisp and loud.

I'm a little curious about who is this kind of sufferer.

Say Cao Cao, and the people will arrive.

The sound of the lock cylinder churning sounded not far away, and Meng He's eyes were fixed in a certain direction, thinking about it for two seconds, and finally decided to lie down again.

Play dead.

It's easier to surprise when necessary.

Let's find out the enemy's situation first, after all, the fragments of her soul on this bitter lord are too small, and she can't exert her full strength.

There is always a right thing to be cautious about.

Lie down, close your eyes, breathe as if you were nothing, and your ears are erected.

With a creak, the door opened.

The light rushed into the room like a black piece of paper, and the darkness that was so thick that it seemed to be impossible to dissolve frantically retreated.

Meng You: It's bright but not warm, and it's the light that shines in.

But, who is it?

The breathing is light, and the steps are light, not as heavy as an adult.

"Mom."

A very immature voice appeared in the room, and soon, he ran to Meng You's side and slowly squatted down, with tears in his eyes.

"Mom..."

The little boy bit his lip and tears rolled down his white cheeks.

It's pathetic.

"Woo... Mom... Mom..."

His cries echoed in the sour room.

Those who heard it wept.

Meng He gave a thumbs up to the son of the bitter lord in his heart, 8 minutes, great, there is a possibility of being a male protagonist if he develops like this!

In the next second, a rush of footsteps sounded outside, getting closer and closer.

3...2...1...

Through the cracks in her eyes, she saw a tall man appear in the doorway.

The man's expression was cold, he strode in, glanced at the two people in the room with cold eyes, and saw that the woman's eyes were still unconscious, he snorted coldly from his nose, grabbed the boy's arm and dragged the person up, his movements were rough, and he was about to leave without saying a word.

The little boy didn't pay attention to it, and his foot broke.

Tears flowed down his eyes, and he sobbed quietly, "Mom..."

Hurt!

The voice is very weak.

The man's face was expressionless, "That's not your mother, you admit it." Have you forgotten? Your mom has short hair and is still sleeping upstairs. ”

The little boy bit his lip and turned his head to look at the woman with messy hair lying on the ground behind him, but finally did not refute.

It's the default.

But, Meng and Jean?

The point is, it's a great opportunity to leave the basement in the open.

She moved her feet, and the chain made a screeching sound, and with a painful snort, it succeeded in stopping the two men who had walked to the door.

The man paused, clutching his son's little hand, and he frowned, apparently unhappy by the woman's sudden sobriety.

Bother!

How is it still alive?

Subconsciously turned his head to look, intending to walk over and make up for two feet.

Only then did he turn his head, a sense of danger came to his face, his sixth sense was very strong, but his body didn't have time to make corresponding movements.

Syllable!

I just feel it, and I suffocate.

Not only because of the gooey thing that was smashed in front of his face almost blocked his nostrils, but also because that thing was...

Vomit vomit vomit!

The sound came from a little boy clutching the man's big palm.

Tell the truth.

He has lived for so many years, and for the first time he has seen in reality what the Internet buzzword '-faced face' looks like, it's too tragic.

It's dirty.

Standing next to him, he couldn't wait to go back to his room and soak in the bathtub for three days and three nights, but he couldn't help it, he couldn't afford to be hurt by obsessive-compulsive cleanliness addiction.

The man with a blank mind: ...

At the moment, his only thought was to kill the initiator.

But—

Can anyone tell him how to get the off his face?