() She prides herself on being intelligent, but she can swim against the current, how good is she to compete with the undercurrent?

With her less than triple-digit weight?

Or is it with her physical strength that she hasn't eaten for more than thirty hours?

I feel ridiculous just thinking about it.

The more water accumulated, the more it reached her neck.

Five snakes floated and drifted before her eyes.

Moments surround her.

Ling Yao opened her mouth, took a big breath, and plunged headlong into the water.

Swim to a high place, stand on a rock, and now you can only wait.

When the water fills the place, she can go out.

Hehe!

She thinks she's not very optimistic.

Standing on the stone, the water rippled under her neck.

The water lapped her chin from time to time.

Half of the time passed, and I watched the sun rise and hang high above the entrance of the cave.

Ling Yao frowned, looked at the water again, and gradually regained her calm.

The hole that had just opened was blocked by water.

Underneath the surface, it's also extremely calm.

Ling Yao raised her head and sneered.

Her luck is really amazing.

Before, she had thought that she would face death, but she never imagined that death would be so close to her.

So close that if the water went up a little more, she would drown in a short time, and she wouldn't even be able to enjoy the moonlight tonight.

There seemed to be a voice coming from her, and she pulled her breath.

Listen carefully.

That's right, it's footsteps.

Her heart welled up with joy, tilting her head slightly, and pricking up her ears.

There really are people, not just two people.

Something sounded, and her face changed suddenly.

Look up and stare at the entrance of the cave without squinting.

Nightingale's unpowdered face was full of wrinkles, and the skin on her face was already older than that of her peers.

She glanced down and laughed heartily.

"I thought you were smart! You don't think I'm going to be ready for anything when I drop you. ”

Her laughter was extremely ironic to Ling Yao.

Ling Yao also figured it out when she opened the hole and the water washed down.

Although I think I'm ironic, it's another thing to be laughed at.

"Dad, as you expected, she made herself into the water, and now she only leaks a head."

The old man nodded his head, his face unfazed.

Instead, Ning Zhichen, who was behind them, breathed tightly and strode forward.

Half lying on his stomach at the entrance of the cave.

Looking down, the blood boiled all over his body, and the gas swam between his internal organs.

It seems to be about to erupt.

He was dumbfounded, and the dark light in his eyes flowed, "Yaoyao." ”

Ling Yao's heart suddenly sank for the most part.

If she could, she wanted to jump up and point at his nose and curse.

The reality is that she can only stand on the rocks, trying to raise her neck, "Big brother, you come here, what should you do about Chenchen?" ”

Ning Zhichen didn't open his mouth to answer her.

Ling Yao looked at his dodging gaze and the disappearing figure, a little confused.

In the cave, a woman's hoarse voice was heard, "Where is Chenchen, where is Chenchen?" Ning Zhichen, you speak, let me ask you what about Chenchen? ”

Ning Zhichen's eyes were red, and he turned around, with heaven and earth in his eyes.

Magnificent air pressure shrouded the clouds.

Take control of everyone on the floor.

"Old man Night, how to put Ling Yao down, just pull me up.

Who put the snake? ”

Falcon-like eyes swept straight towards the nightingale.

His eyes were fixed on her, as if as soon as she lied, he would not hesitate to step forward and grab her by the throat.

Let her go to the Netherworld to report immediately.

The nightingale's eyes blinked, and her feet moved a few steps almost imperceptibly in the direction of the old man.

"It's a grass snake, and you should be glad to be there."

Glad?

Why should she be rejoicing?

The nightingale's back suddenly chilled, for some reason.

Hold on to the old man of the night

The arms were tight and tight.

Cowardly said, "Dad! ”

The old man sneered, then laughed, and raised his hand on crutches.

The wood collided with the soil and made a muffled sound.

Ling Yao could hear it clearly in the cave.

The entrance to the cave is too high, and even if you listen attentively, you can only hear one or two words intermittently.

"Is it strange to have grass snakes in the woods? As for how they are below, you should ask them. ”

The old man of the night is calling him an idiot in disguise?

Ning Zhichen pursed his lips, and there was a faint thunder and lightning between his eyebrows.

"Say, it's not as simple as thinking of me to arrange such a big show, right?"

"Haha, virtuous nephew, you can't blame me for this, it's all arranged by your wife."

Ning Zhichen stood in the forest, his body more upright than the trees.

It makes people remember this person at a glance.

Deep eye sockets, frowning brows, high nose bridge, pursed lips, unapproachable faces, and disgusted facial features.

The danger of slaughter haunts all around.

It was in stark contrast to the calm old man across from him.

"To say or not to say?"

The man's handsome silhouette is tense in every inch.

The old man was on crutches in both hands, and his shoes were already covered with dirt.

There was also a bit of mud on the trouser legs.

The spirit of strength is used on him at the moment, and there is something that does not fit the image of this word.

The white beard was a little red in the middle, and slowly squirmed, "Don't worry, let's wait." ”

What are you waiting for?

Ning Zhichen frowned, not knowing what he wanted to be higher.

The surface of the old man in the night seems to be wrapped in a layer of oil wax.

It is impossible to see his real face.

An old man who always looks kind and amiable on the outside, in fact, he acts ruthlessly and decisively......

In the grass behind him, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the old man.

The little red in the middle of the old man's white beard pulled away, cocked, and opened and closed, "Here it is." ”

His voice fell, and two young men came out of the grass.

There was a slender woman in the middle of the two.

Covered by a black hood, I can't see what the figure is.

Ling Yao was soaked in water, her clothes were attached to her body, she didn't feel it at first, but after soaking for a long time, her lower body felt very swollen.

I endured the discomfort, and I didn't know what was going on on the ground.

What will they use her to blackmail Ning Zhichen.

The woman Nightingale is no different from a mad dog when she is ruthless, and with such a daughter, her father must be worse than her.

Will they tie up Chenchen as well?

On the ground, the two middle-aged men removed the black cloth covering the woman's head.

Adapted to the darkness and suddenly ingested sunlight.

The first feeling is not warmth, not a feeling that has not been seen for a long time, but a dazzling feeling.

The woman was busy covering her eyes with her hands.

Block out most of the sun.

At the moment when the black cover was revealed, Ning Zhichen saw the person clearly.

The eyes are getting darker.

"Didn't you say these were her masterpieces? Are you dog-eat-dog? Set up a stage to sing and show me? ”

The person who was arrested was Mu Nuan, and Ning Zhichen just glanced in her direction the moment she took off her hood.

After that, he refused to take another look.

After adapting to the light, Mu Nuan looked around in horror.

This wood, though shrouded in sunlight, still feels eerie.

She swallowed hard, her eyes rolling to see the man standing in front of her.

His face showed a happy color, "Zhichen, how are you ......?"

Her words stopped abruptly, all because she saw the face beside her that looked six points like Ling Yu.

is a little vicissitudes, but I can still tell the relationship between the two.

The impression of her is only many years ago.

She also heard about the nightingale after seeing Ling Yao's indecent photos.

"Zhichen!"

The old man next to the nightingale, holding a cane in his hand, in addition to the mess in the lower half of his body, can be regarded as a good spirit

of the elderly.

His back was straight, and if it weren't for the loose skin on his neck and the folded epidermis on the back of his hands, it would be impossible to imagine that he was an old man over eighty years old.

There was no anger and self-authority in his eyes, and a natural gloomy aura.

When he glanced at him, he felt that the next second would be his own death.

Mu Nuan timidly walked towards Ning Zhichen.

As soon as she moved, two middle-aged men beside her were holding her arms.

The whole person can feel the center of gravity of the earth except for the arm.

She looked left and right in horror and screamed, "What are you going to do?" Hurry up and let me down, Brother Zhichen, help me, save me. ”

Ning Zhichen's body was still immovable, but the distance between his eyebrows was extremely shortened.

Suddenly, she saw a hole in front of her.

Looking down, the dizziness made her even more resistant.

"What are you going to do? Zhichen, they want to throw me down, come and save me. ”

Ning Zhichen was still motionless, staring at the old man with an expressionless face.

The old man's beard was raised, there was no warmth in his eyes, and he looked at Ning Zhichen silently.

The sky was high and blue.

The trees are green and the wind is light.

The breeze blows, and the smell of vanilla fills the nose.

The broken hair on Ning Zhichen's forehead rippled slightly.

It looks peaceful.

Only the two lines of sight that converged, wiping out a fireball that was hotter and crackling than a fireball hanging in the sky.

Squeaks.

"Ah......h

"Stop."

The sound shook the field.

Ling Yao raised her head, and the sunlight at the entrance of the cave was blocked.

A familiar voice of the owner obscured the only light left above her head.

It was as if it had obscured the only bit of sunshine in her life.

She squinted, and she couldn't see Mu Nuan's expression.

Mu Nuan's face was shrouded in darkness.

She couldn't see clearly, and she didn't want to look at her face.

Mu Nuan also closed her eyes in fear.

As she screamed, the man's natural and powerful voice gurgled out.

Succeeded in causing the two men holding her to stop.

"Throw."

A gentle old man's voice came with an undeniable tone.

Immediately afterward, the only force she felt in gravity suddenly loosened.

The body is falling rapidly due to gravity.

thump

Huge splashes of water splashed through the hole.

Ning Zhichen closed his eyes, and his cloudy eyes gradually returned to clarity.

"What game do you want to play with me? Two women, want to see which one I choose? Is it really old that you even play games so old-fashioned, playing what others left back then? ”

The old man looked at him with a smile, and suddenly changed to the elder's tone and said, "The afterlife is terrifying." ”

As soon as the words changed, his face suddenly became cold, "So what, there is another sentence, Jiang is still old and spicy." ”

"The gameplay doesn't care about old or new."

Nightingale stood beside him and added.

On the ground, the atmosphere was tense for a while.

Underground, Ling Yao wiped the sewage from her face.

The moment the hand was raised, the water droplets fell on the water.

As soon as her palms touched her face, the pain in her heart made her gasp.

Reluctantly, he wiped the water stains on his face with the back of his hand.

When I looked closely, under the muddy water, the woman was fluttering in the 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.