Chapter 822 Don't Love Him
Meng Ying pursed her lips, "There's nothing terrible about death. What's terrible is that you look like you're not going to die."
As soon as the voice fell, the powerful air pressure rushed over again.
This time, it seemed that a pair of invisible hands grabbed Meng Ying's throat.
She clutched her throat, the feeling of suffocation was very strong.
Meng Ying is not afraid, she knows that woman will not let her die easily.
Otherwise, that woman wouldn't have made so many fools.
Just this suffocating feeling sucks.
Finally, those hands loosened.
Meng Ying panted heavily, coughed a few times and laughed.
She sat up and calmed down, "Secretly, there may be a reason why that man doesn't love you."
The throat was choked again.
This time it was stronger than last time.
It seemed to crush her throat.
Her complexion changed, her pupils constricted, and her mind went blank due to lack of oxygen.
Just when she thought she might be about to die like this, the hand loosened.
She lay on the ground, coughing more and more.
It took a long time to slow down.
"Oh." Meng Ying smiled.
"Turned into anger?" Meng Ying sneered again, "If you want to play, I can play with you. After all, you are also a poor person."
She was ready to be abused by her again.
In the end, it was just a gust of wind blowing and nothing.
"Do you believe in men?" That voice came to mind again.
"Do not believe."
"You don't believe it? Then why did you die?"
Meng Ying frowned slightly.
I figured it out soon.
She can travel through time and space, and she can play tricks here, so it's not surprising that she knows those shitty things.
"So, one lesson is enough."
"Where's Mu Yuansheng? Do you trust him?"
"You know so much." Meng Ying sarcastically.
"What do you think he married you for? Is it because of love?"
Meng Ying hooked her lips, "I don't stay with him because of love. I don't care why he married me."
"Don't you care?" The voice was incomparably monster at this time, with a hint of teasing.
In front of Meng Ying, a picture appeared, like a projection.
In the picture, Mu Yuansheng is making love with Ling Siwei, and the picture is extremely clear.
HD Blu-ray.
Looking at the picture, Meng Ying knew that it was most likely an illusion created by this woman, but she really felt very uncomfortable.
"In all these years of your life, have you ever met a man with a better figure and better face than him? If so, please introduce him to me." Meng Ying was extremely lazy.
It's really like watching a movie, nothing more.
On the face, there was no disturbance.
"You really don't care?" The woman didn't seem to expect her to be so calm.
Meng Ying smiled, "There's no need to care about it. It's normal for men and women to love each other."
"You don't love him?"
"do not love."
There was silence.
Meng Ying waited for her to make another move.
Waiting and waiting, there is no sound.
"Meng Ying."
A familiar male voice sounded.
Meng Ying took a closer look and saw that it was Mu Yuansheng.
She stood up quickly.
Mu Yuansheng walked towards her, his eyes were all about her.
The corners of his mouth rose slightly.
Meng Ying closed her eyes and opened them again.
Mu Yuansheng still stood there, "What's wrong? Don't believe I will show up?"
"How will you be here?"
"This is a good shelter. Those who know that I am dead must think that I am dead. Whether it is Mu Li'an or my master, they will not find me."
Mu Yuansheng's voice was extremely gentle, "Let's just live here, okay? Don't get involved in those disputes and live your own life. Okay?"
Meng Ying watched him walk over.
That smile magnified in front of my eyes.
Suddenly, there was another person behind him.
It's Murian.
Holding a dagger in his hand, Mu Li'an rushed towards Mu Yuansheng, piercing his heart.