Chapter 119: Dead
() When I looked closely, the woman was fluttering in the water in embarrassment under the muddy water.
Where is the nobility of being high and smiling elegantly?
Ling Yao gritted her teeth and quietly watched her desperately fluttering in the water.
Seeing that she had no strength, she gave up resistance.
She unhurriedly dived under the water and carried her to the rock.
Her head was out of the water, and her eyes were still open.
Not really.
I usually see her shining on stage, noble and elegant off the stage, and generous manners, not like a person who can't swim.
Ling Yao was unceremonious, and slapped her face hard with the back of her hand with her backhand.
Still no response.
She frowned, looked at the snake corpse floating on the water, and felt uncomfortable in her stomach.
She didn't eat, she was weak, but her voice was very loud, "People are going to be drowned by you, why don't you hurry up and hang a rope to save people?" β
The nightingale laughed as if she had heard some joke.
She twisted to the entrance of the cave and bent down to look down.
"Ling Yao, if she is dead, won't there be no one to occupy Ning Zhichen with you?"
The nightingale's voice is thin and sharp-sounding.
Hitting the eardrum is extremely uncomfortable.
"Nightingale, not everyone is like you."
She replied coldly.
"This is a human life, you can watch a living human life lose in front of you, I can't."
Nightingale chuckled, covering her lips and squinting at her face.
"It seems that you have forgotten, who killed five snakes with no attack power yesterday?"
To confirm her words, two snake corpses dangled under her nose.
Ling Yao shrank all over, and her pupils suddenly locked.
"Nightingale!"
She gritted her teeth and shouted her name.
It seems to bite her name between her lips and teeth, and she can't be relieved when she bites it.
"Quickly hang down the rope and fish the person up, if she dies, aren't you afraid that she will come to your bedside late at night and trouble you?"
Nightingale scoffed, "What do you think you're threatening me?" That's it? β
Her crazy smile was annoying.
But there is nothing they can do.
"Accumulate some virtue, Nightingale. If you do too many bad things, you will be punished. β
Retribution?
Nightingale said in a deep voice, "If I had believed in my fate, I would have died thousands of times a long time ago, and I would be afraid of the nonsense that your little girl said?" β
Ling Yao sneered and shook his head, obsessed people.
Talking to her is like playing the harp to a cow.
Ling Yao lowered her head, "Mu Nuan." β
Her hands were distressed, and she was dripping in cold sweat.
"Ask someone to hang her."
On the ground, Ning Zhichen's face was dark and calm, and the eagle falcon's gaze was locked on the old man's face.
"As I just said, this is the game, I set the game, there was a bug, and it wasn't my responsibility."
Ning Zhichen clenched his teeth and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Turning around, his mind flipped, and his eyes searched for usable materials.
Except for the trees, there are weeds on the ground.
He narrowed his eyes and walked to the entrance of the cave.
With a sparkle in his eyes, he asked in a dumb voice, "Yaoyao." β
Ling Yao scratched his head, and behind the man, a huge circle of light enveloped him.
His countenance was hidden in shadows.
She frowned, "My hair is oily, and if I don't wash my hair for thirty-six hours, it's itchy to death." β
......
She's just whining, how can she seem to have cast a spell and stopped time!
Ning Zhichen had a black line, but the corners of his mouth were naturally raised.
"If my fiancΓ©e has three longs and two shorts, you can't be blamed."
Something invisibly opened a hole in her heart.
Blood flows.
Ning Zhichen looked at her expressionlessly, her face suddenly turned pale.
Suddenly got up, "Say, how will it be to get people to come up." β
The old man didn't say a word, "It seems that Mr. Ning is quite attentive to your fiancΓ©e." β
Ning Zhichen was noncommittal.
bluntly said, "I'm a man, her man." β
Ling Yao could hear it clearly below.
The place that belongs to him in his heart, expressionless
Stand on the mouth of her heart.
With a dagger in his hand, he stared at the wound where the blood was gushing and raised.
Cut the wound again mercilessly.
Good, well done.
Ling Yao sneered, the rebellion in her bones made her want to let go of the woman in her arms.
She wanted to see what he would do to Mu Nuan if she really died.
Whether to kill her, or send her to prison with his own hands, or to imprison her, and think of ways to torture her for the rest of his life.
But she didn't dare.
She didn't dare to look at a good person who died in front of her eyes.
She was indifferent.
She couldn't.
Her conscience, her three views, did not allow her to do this.
I can only grit my teeth and persevere.
The next second of heartache seemed to be dying.
can only grit his teeth fiercely and insist.
The phrase 'her man' is so beautiful and loud.
Mu Nuan showed off in front of her before, and she didn't take it seriously.
But I don't want to, it will be him who will give her a fatal blow!
"It's really responsible!"
He rested his cane on his lap, his hands free, and applauded.
"What about your child's mother? She was pregnant in October and tried her best to give birth to a lovely daughter. β
Ning Zhichen put his hands in his pockets, so he was not idle.
"So what."
The old man nodded, "That's right, this is an upright man." β
In his pocket, the man's hands were clenched into fists.
Bulging green tendons are faintly visible on the arms.
"Get my woman up, I won't pursue it."
The old man seemed to have heard some funny joke, and he laughed back and forth.
"Ning is always not mistaken, now this place is not your Bady's Building, not your home.
I have the final say on this land.
Your women, so what, they don't fall into my hands yet, as soon as I give the order, I will let them drown in it in minutes. β
Ning Zhichen's eyes gradually sank, and the turbulent momentum could not be stopped.
The old man burst out laughing, "But this game can't be played." β
"Woman child, which one will you choose?"
The old man approached him and asked softly.
This is one of the few difficult problems in the world.
Ning Zhichen was silent.
"Get my woman up."
The old man laughed, very embarrassed.
"You kid, do you have a bit of public morality and ask an old man to help you save people, why don't you go yourself?"
Ling Yao took a deep breath and deliberately ignored the blood-drenched picture in her heart.
"Don't blame me."
After she finished speaking, she hesitantly glanced at her palm, closed her eyes, and struck her hard in the back.
The resistance of the water, plus her own strength.
A punch went down, but there was no reaction.
After several punches in succession, the woman spat out a mouthful of water.
'Poof' splashed in front of her eyes.
This was accompanied by a violent cough.
After she woke up, her eyes were straight.
Boundless fear spreads.
Her hands and feet were cold, and her body trembled in her arms.
Ling Yao silently put her arm under her armpit to prevent her leg from slipping down.
After all, she doesn't know water, and now she has weak legs, maybe as soon as she lets go, she will slide down.
Killed, he ......
Thinking of his words, she felt that every breath and breath was slowly painful.
It took a few minutes for her to react.
The dull gaze saw that Ling Yao had a focal length.
Reaching out and trying to push her away, as if remembering something, he withdrew his hand dryly.
Ling Yao sneered disappreδΈι¨ly, "Why didn't you push it away?" β
"Zhichen, Brother Zhichen, are you still there?"
Ling Yao took a deep breath, she was really defeated by this woman's retarded mind.
"He's too busy to deal with two difficult characters now, so don't shout."
Mu the heating knot, his eyes are round.
"Why are you here? Is it because of you? β
Ling Yao sighed,
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, but I couldn't help my steps.
I want to get out of the footsteps of the mentally handicapped.
"Cellist, give your brain a little bit of what work you put on stage."
Mu Nuan was puzzled, and she was smart not to ask her what she meant.
I don't want to fall in front of her.
"If you don't want to die, just shut up and wait for your man to save you."
Mu Nuan looked at her with a strange look, "You haven't answered my question yet, why are you here?" β
Ling Yao was really convinced, "Why are you here?" β
Mu Nuan was about to burst out, she was kidnapped here.
After thinking about it, I felt that I was very faceless in this way.
Quickly keep silent.
"Untie the tethers from your clothes."
Stepping back, Ling Yao suddenly found that she had a rope around her waist, which was conservatively estimated to be about one and a half meters.
In normal times, she would feel that such a long rope would feel a sense of burden.
But the person who designed this dress must have known that she might be in danger one day, so he specially designed such a long rope.
Mu Nuan glanced at the rope around her waist vigilantly.
Waving his hand, "Why." β
Ling Yao smiled angrily and pointed to her temples, "Miss, what do you want your brain to do, as an ornament?" Vase? β
I'm really going to be.
"Then take off your belt, and the ones on your shoulders."
What the hell is hanging?
"You ......"
Mu Nuan's arm was raised, and her slender fingers pointed at her.
"Untie my pants and they'll fall off."
Such a mentally retarded reason, only she can think of.
Ling Yao closed her eyes, "Please, eldest sister, you can untie it and see if it will fall." β
Who buys pants that will fall at any time?
If there really is, then it is really out of the realm.
Mu had no choice but to do so, reaching out to untie all the ropes on his clothes and throwing them to Ling Yao.
Ling Yao closed her eyes and recuperated, not looking at the rope she threw over, "Tie it yourself, if it's not enough, Yao, use the rope over there to make up." β
Mu Nuan nodded, frowning and could only do so.
Reaching out and pulling down the 'rope' she didn't want to take.
Thinking that this 'rope' looks thick and strong enough to go up safely.
Estimating that the rope was not long enough, she asked Ling Yao to bring the 'rope' beside her for her.
Ling Yao didn't move, her eyes still closed.
The calm and relaxed appearance made Mu Nuan very annoyed.
But in order to be able to go up by yourself, why not think about doing it yourself.
So, concentrate on tying up your hands first.
As soon as the hand touched the 'rope', it was cold to the heart, and the touch under the hand was also very different.
Pulling closer, she saw that there were two eyes at the other end of the rope.
Under the hand, it is its body.
Holding his breath, he didn't dare to move.
"Help me."
Discoloration.
Ling Yao glanced at her, her pale lips twitching, "Dead." β
She's running out of energy.
The humidity in the mountains is already very heavy, plus the ice water that has been soaked all morning.
The whole body is cold, and the spirit is in a state of high concentration, always alert.
The nerves tense and loosen, loosen and taut.
Ning Zhichen came and gave her a big meeting gift.
The body can't take it anymore.
She just wants to calm down, close her eyes, and rest for a while.
But there are people who don't want you to get your wish.
Mu Nuan pursed her lips, her tongue was knotted, "Death?" Dead? β
The living are afraid, let alone dead.
Mu Nuan screamed softly, and her voice was comparable to the sound of a dolphin.
"Ahh
The decibels are huge, especially in this small cave.
On the ground, Ning Zhichen's eyes suddenly became cold, and he rushed to the entrance of the cave, looked down, and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?" β