"Girl, please don't say it. The deacon pleaded in a low voice.

At this time, the deacon's worries were nowhere to be found, and he couldn't help but ask for Mingmei between fear and worry.

When Ming Mei pulled Ming Yue to work hard earlier, what the deacon wanted to do most was to let Ming Mei let go of her obsession and save her life.

Unexpectedly, Mingmei not only brushed off the deacon's kindness, but also made all the deacons suspected of leaking secrets with one sentence. This made the deacon regret it, because Ming Mei was the identity of Qi Heng's concubine, and the deacon really wanted to block Ming Mei's mouth directly.

But now, apart from pleading with Ming Mei and hoping that Ming Mei would show mercy, he had no more ways to avoid the catastrophe for himself.

Qi Heng's nature is grotesque, and the deacon has done things in the Hundred Pet Meeting for so many years, so he naturally knows that it is useless to plead with Qi Heng in this matter no matter what.

Now, he can only put Qi Heng's wish not to punish himself on Mingmei.

Regardless of whether Qi Heng will ask for Ming Mei's life, if this deacon does anything disrespectful to Ming Mei, it is equivalent to disrespecting Qi Heng.

After the kind remark was wrong, the deacon did not want to cause more trouble on himself.

"Am I wrong?" Deacons have been working together for so many years, and you must know better than anyone else whether what I said is true or false!" Ming Mei ignored the deacon.

Now that Mingyue is dead, she has no possibility of life, so naturally she will not have any intention of showing mercy.

And the other women in the thirty-third courtyard also gave birth to a touch of wonder and fear following Ming Mei's words.

They spent these seemingly peaceful years in the Qin Ming Garden, and if nothing else, most of the women in them also planned to spend their lives in the Qin Ming Garden.

But Ming Mei's words made them no longer able to live in Qinming Garden as they are now.

The growth of people is short, and it may not be arranged by themselves. But no one wants to die and not even have a chance to be reincarnated.

Ming Mei's words were like a basin of cold water, completely waking up the other women in the thirty-third courtyard.

A touch of cold and cold wind, the moment Ming Mei said this, Ming Mei's mouth was suddenly tightly blocked, and even Ming Mei's limbs were tightly trapped by the invisible wind.

Sensing the terrible wisp of cold wind, the other women in the thirty-three courtyards around them, although they had a lot of questions about Fang Cai Mingmei's words, and wanted to find Mingmei to ask clearly, but they didn't dare to rush forward in Qi Heng's anger.

"Childe, the little confessor!" Seeing that Mingmei was directly tied up by Qi Heng, the deacon directly trembled and knelt down and said.

At this moment, the deacon had no intention of surviving to this day. I just hope that I can exchange my own plea for mercy for other deacons.

didn't want to, but Qi Heng just said coldly: "Get up and throw Mingmei into the blood lake." ”

In a word, Mingmei's death was determined, and the deacon's life was also determined.

After receiving Qi Heng's words, the deacon nodded again and again as if he had been granted amnesty: "Well, I'll do it." ”

If Deacon Fang Cai is still sympathetic to Ming Mei's plight, then now, in order for all the deacons of the Hundred Pet Meeting to be safe and sound, even if Ming Mei is thrown directly into the mouth of the blood whale, the deacon is willing to do so.

In the face of life and death, people always have a glimmer of selfish thoughts.

At this moment, Qi Heng spared the deacon, but also let the deacon clearly know that if he did something for Mingmei that he shouldn't have done again, not only would it not help Mingmei, but it would probably cost his own life and that of the other deacons.

Under the trade-off, no matter how kind the deacon is, he does not dare to have the slightest hesitation and neglect in this matter.

On the contrary, it was Mingmei, who seemed to have drained all her strength after hearing Qi Heng's words, spread out in place, and let several deacons forcibly drag her out.

What it meant to be thrown alive into the lake of blood, Ming Mei could be said to know better than everyone else in the Thirty-Three Courtyards present.

Ming Mei and Ming Yue had already experienced life and death in the Blood Lake before, even if they hadn't stepped into the Blood Lake yet, Ming Mei knew that she didn't have the Blood Flute to control the Blood Lake Spirit Beast to help, even if she was just thrown into a place very close to the shore, it was absolutely impossible for her to have any possibility of returning to the shore.

The moment Qi Heng dropped this sentence, Mingmei's life no longer belonged to her.

In despair, she seemed to feel her life drying up bit by bit, making her like a fish in Heze, unable to break free due to the lack of water offerings.

Ming Mei watched death get closer and closer to her, even if she wanted to issue a gambling curse, her mouth was tightly blocked, and even if she wanted to escape, her body was tightly bound.

In despair, Ming Mei faded out of everyone's sight.

At the same time, standing on the inconspicuous side, Shen Moli's feet were tightly bound by those unknown hands.

In a hurry, the worm tried his best to help Shen Moli get out of the predicament, but he was powerless.

Looking at the rock-solid hands at his feet, Shen Moli's eyes darkened, as if thinking about something else, and suddenly a black flame slashed towards those hands.

Only this time, she didn't want to spread the green leaves of the worm on the powerful wrists of her hands, but slashed at the nails of those hands.

When the black flame swung away, out of nowhere, a black flame that was the same as Shen Moli rushed in, and suddenly converged into Shen Moli's black flame, increasing the speed of the spiritual power in Shen Moli's hand extremely quickly.

In an instant, the impact of the nails on both sides of Hei Yan and his hands suddenly sounded, like thunder and lightning cutting off the boulder, making a deafening loud noise, shifting everyone's attention from the distant Ming Mei to Shen Moli's side......

"What happened?"

"This woman also has some skills, looking at her thin body can make such a loud noise!"

"This sound is like a boulder cracking, but where is the boulder in the bidding pavilion?"

"The stones in that place are the legends of our people?"

"No, you don't want to talk nonsense. ”

......

The crowd heard the noise, and talked in private.

As far as they could see, it was the scene of Shen Moli standing on top of a pile of rubble. The hands that had just tied up Shen Moli had already disappeared when everyone looked at Shen Moli.

At this moment, when everyone saw a pile of rubble, they were obviously puzzled.

As the most concerned place in the Hundred Pet Fair, the auction pavilion has always paid attention to the maintenance of the environment. Right now, this pile of stones that came out of nowhere obviously did not belong to the auction pavilion.

It was originally a silent auction pavilion, but after Shen Moli smashed those unknown hands, it was suddenly filled with all kinds of discussion sounds as if it had exploded.

In the midst of many whispers, it was the little white tiger who stood up first and said: "Sister Li, what are you doing moving those stones, sit in the front row and watch this auction well!"