Chapter 118

Mo Yang Yang raised his lips and showed two rows of white teeth. His smile was cold and demon. "But it's not too late now. You take the trouble to give your head away. I have no reason not to complete you."

In her early years, Mo Yangyang was arrogant and willful. She was the only one who could make her afraid and obedient.

In front of others, she was not afraid!

However, these years have experienced too many frustrations, and the edges and corners have been smoothed.

However, this does not mean that she is really as bullying as it seems.

Mo Yang's expressionless face and fierce eyes are totally different from her delicate appearance.

Her hand is pressing Mo Shixuan's head. No matter how she struggles, she can't break free.

The water in the pool overflows with the struggle, but it is soon filled with the open tap!

Mo Shixuan felt more and more suffocating. For five years, she was used to being spoiled and pampered, and her strength could not match Mo Yangyang.

the oxygen in her lungs was like water in a sponge, which was quickly squeezed out, and the cold water poured into her nostrils and mouth. The fear of death was shrouded like night. Mo Shixuan really felt afraid at this time.

Because she really felt from Mo Yangyang, strong murderous, this woman really wanted to kill her, not just scared.

Mo Shixuan struggled hard and wanted to cry for help, so he separated a small door, and the voice of people outside could be heard. Just make a little voice.

However, it's useless. Mo Yangyang doesn't give him any chance at all!

Mo Shixuan's strength of struggling with her hands became smaller and smaller. Just when she thought she was really going to die here, Mo Yangyang pulled her hair and pulled her out of the water.

It seems that her scalp is about to be peeled off, but Mo Shixuan can no longer feel the pain. Her coughing tears and nose come out, and she gasps for breath.

Mo Shixuan was frightened and wanted to cry for help: "help..."

The next second, the head is pushed into the water again.

In this way, he repeated it ten times, giving Mo Shi Xuan hope and driving her to the edge of death.

Mo Shixuan's lung is filled with water. Every time she breathes, she feels the pain in her lung cavity. It seems that there are countless needles pricking in her chest. When her ears are filled with water, she can't hear clearly. She has no strength to call for help.

Mo Yangyang's lips is a cold smile. She throws Mo Shixuan to the ground. She is as wet as a pool of mud. She falls to the ground and twitches occasionally.

Mo Yangyang grabs the sharp knife on the chopping board, squats down, and raises Mo Shixuan's chin.

"You've been so moistening in the past five years that you've forgotten what kind of person Mo Yangyang is. Do you think I really can't use a knife?"

Mo Shixuan's eyes blurred, and she wanted to save her life, but the knife made her dare not, and she didn't want to die.

Mo Yangyang: "I ask you a question and you answer it. If you dare to talk nonsense, just scratch your face. If you don't believe it, try it."

"Good Good... " Mo Shixuan's voice is hoarse.

"Is mo Xiangyu dead?"

"And No... "

"Changed heart?"

Mo Shixuan replied honestly, "no Yes, in recent years Always in the hospital They are constantly being rescued... "

"Sister Yangyang..." All of a sudden, feinanluo burst in unexpectedly. He was stunned by the scene in front of him.

When Mo Shixuan saw someone coming, he immediately felt that he was going to be saved and wanted to shout for help.

But feinanluo scratched his head and turned calmly: "ah, where are people Why not? "

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