Vol 4 Chapter 471:

"Lian Ling... Lotus..." Eleven lips trembling, her mind seemed to be sober, and she seemed more crazy. She wanted to laugh, but her lips couldn't be lifted, and even the hand holding Mo Ye became stiff.
The face that was originally angry and distorted became stupefied and stunned, and his eyes were even more obscure.
"Brother, just for the poison on Meng Lianling, you..." Mo Ju was shocked, unbelievable, and suddenly remembered the eleven special physiques, no wonder he kept asking her about Eleven during that time, let him not be traced Ask Ye Wei.
It turned out to be her physique.
For a woman, this is too cruel.
"Meng Lianling...Meng Lianling..." Eleven muttered to himself, slowly looked up at him, tears in his eyes, but no, holding his ten fingers clasped, "you... and Meng Lianling...haha..."
She gave a gruesome grin, not a sneer nor a sneer, but an empty smile with nothing. He heard Mo Ju frowning. She was very strange like him.
No one can see what she thinks now, neither Mo Ye nor Mo Ju can, Mo Ye noticed the stiffness in her hand, looked down at her hand, and was shocked that she was so terribly thin, like a skeleton hand There was no flesh, only a layer of withered skin wrapped her ten fingers, he had no time to think too much, clasped her shoulder and asked: "What did you just mean?"
He just wants this answer now.
Eleven did not seem to hear it, Mo Ye shook her vigorously, regardless of her injuries, eleven were dizzy, "She is important to you?"
Mo Ju seemed to be intolerant of what Mo Ye said cruelly. Maybe he wanted to defend his brother. He said, "Eleven, don't blame my brother. Lian Ling saved my brother. We owe her a life."
"Saved?" Eleven's body twitched suddenly, as if a heart attack was about to happen. When the Mo brothers thought she would pass out, she stood stubbornly as if nothing happened, but that look was terrible. This kind of satire.
For a long while, she asked faintly, "Who is she other than your benefactor?"
Her look made him feel more irritable and panicked in the bottom of his heart, appearing impatient, ignoring the lingering pain in the bottom of his heart, and shouted in a rough voice, "My fiancee."
"Fiancee... Haha..." Eleven laughed again, still the creepy laughter just now. She looked directly at Mo Ye's eyes as if she had never seen this person before, never knew this person, she laughed It was empty and laughed crazy.
It seemed that she had owed her a smile for the rest of her life. At this time, she laughed so much that her tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, and Mo Ye's heart burst into pain.
But he clearly realized that he didn't like her to laugh and didn't like it at all. He would rather she looked at him coldly and hatred at him than this kind of... empty pale crazy laughter.
Didn't she know that such a laugh would make a hard-hearted man feel... cruel.
"Don't laugh!" Mo Ye shouted suddenly, and she was still laughing on the eleventh. Maybe she didn't know what she was laughing, but she wanted to laugh, and looked at Mo Ye as if looking at a fool.
Mo Ye was annoyed and wanted to break away from her, but she glanced at the scar on her arm, stopped her movements abruptly, and shouted loudly, "You are not allowed to laugh, did you hear me?"
"You... a joke!" Eleven smiled, but ten fingers clasped his arms tightly, and his fingertips almost penetrated into his flesh.
"Answer me, what did that mean just now?" Mo Ye asked Shen Sheng, squeezing eleven's chin in one hand, squinting, and ordered, "Say, make the words clear, and no longer laugh."
Looking at her face so directly, he realized that this face is like a petal that has lost its luster, withered one by one, is this her? How did it become like this, what did the toxins make her body look like?
Why is it so terrible?
He suddenly shuddered and his heart was frightened. Will she die? Why he couldn't perceive the anger in her eyes, why he felt her life slowly passed by his fingertips, could never be recovered.
He squeezed the finger on her chin, losing the temperature, and the same temperature as the air.
"It turns out I still have value, save your woman..." Eleven smiled hollowly, shook his head, and slowly released the hand holding Mo Ye. Mo Ye suddenly panicked, feeling that she could no longer hold her. Eleven said, "You are not only ungrateful, wolf heart and dog lungs, you also have no eyes, no heart, Mo Ye... one day, you will taste the taste of life is better than death."
"I have nowhere to say sorry to you, ungrateful? Wolf heart dog lungs, there are no eyes, you talk about it, how do I ungrate, how wolf heart dog lungs, how have eyes no beads?" Mo Ye sneered, holding her shoulders increased strength, screamed, "say! "
She must be clear about how many crimes were pressed, and she must make it clear.
Mo Ju suddenly felt a very strange feeling. The two of them seemed to... There seemed to be an unclear, unknown entanglement. Eleven was complaining about him, but why? His brother didn't know her at all and didn't know her. How could he listen to him as if his brother had been sorry for her?
and……
He looked at Mo Ye, secretly focused, maybe he didn't notice it himself, he looked at Eleven's eyes, so...different, he never saw him out of control.
Even if Meng Lianling was poisonous at the beginning, he almost died and never saw him in such a panicked, angry look.
He felt strange, and nothing strange.
Laughing eleven, she had a headache and ridiculed: "You guess it, think about it, Mo Ye, I want you to think of yourself... I want you to taste this taste for yourself."
She didn't say, why should she say? Having said that, what can I do? He will suddenly change his attitude, she will suffer less, maybe, he will be grateful to Dade, begging her to forgive, but that is not what she wants.
She has suffered so many sins, but he is so at ease, why?
No matter how much pain and despair she passed, what was she afraid of? She doesn't care anymore. The more she cries today, the more sin she suffers, and the more he will hurt him in the future.
He hurt her so naturally, why should she clarify all this?
She wants Mo Ye to think of herself, to think about everything she has encountered, to think of his ungratefulness, to think that he has no eyes, if he thinks of it, she wins, this taste will be returned to him tenfold, if he Can't remember, she doesn't matter...
She is not rare!
Let him do everything for his so-called fiancee, it has nothing to do with her, it has nothing to do...
She hates Mo Ye.
I didn’t understand why I hated him during these days. I only knew that he was cruel, so cruel, and now he knows the reason, he can’t cry or laugh like this, for his woman...Meng Lianling, haha, it’s a big joke.
A big joke.
She understood her hatred more clearly.
"Say!" Mo Ye was furious. "Eleven, don't force me. What do you ask me to guess and think? Make it clear."
"Get off!" Eleven suddenly flicked him away, and regained his state of madness again. "You get out of my sight, get out of my sight, and stop appearing in front of me."
Mo Ye's face was green, and she stared at her violently. "Don't make it clear, don't miss me."
"Fool." Eleven chuckled...
"Brother, let's leave first." Mo Ju couldn't see it. He pulled Mo Ye to leave. Mo Ye threw him away and refused to leave. He didn't know why he insisted on listening to Eleven's explanation. Just stubbornly want to listen to her.
He vaguely knew that maybe he missed something important.
"You don't say, I killed Ye Wei." Mo Ye had no choice but to use her killer skills, and she looked cold. "Ye Wei is on the island. Do you want to know how she is doing? Don't force me to kill in front of you." she was."
Mo Ju clenched his fists and looked eleven, "You don't need to threaten to kill someone, you can't kill her, unless... you don't want Mo Ju."
Mo Ye was shocked, damn, she was hit.
Eleven glanced coldly at him, "Go!"
This is the second time she has said that she can’t stand being in a space with him anymore. Mo Ye grabbed her shoulder with a pretentious voice and said coldly: "I tell you, I will never regret it, you wait slowly It’s better not to die."
Eleven shook his head, "You can rest assured that I will live well and see you with my own eyes...
She paused, her voice a bit harder, "Mo Ye, one day, you will kneel in front of me to beg for mercy, I will wait!"
"It's impossible!" Mo Ye brushed her sleeves and pushed her away fiercely. Eleven's body could withstand such a big movement. He repeatedly backed up, hit the glass wall, rebounded back, and fell to the ground.
She was so tired, her body and her heart were tired. She simply didn't get up, just lying alone on the glass mirror, listening to the footsteps of them leaving, listening to the sound of the door being closed.
No one can stand it. A person stays alone in a closed space. Fortunately, she had endured such oppression and loneliness in her childhood, so it is not difficult for her to bear for ten days of confinement.
What is hard to endure is the toxins running around in the body.
The toxin broke out on Eleven. She curled up and twitched constantly. This time the pain was not so unbearable, she giggled...
Meng Lianling...
Ha ha, Mo Ye, you are a fool.

Comrades, waiting for the eleven heroes to start, let's not expect the conscience of Mo Bo to discover, let her be self-sufficient!
Next one, half past eight