Chapter 320 (2/2)

”That afternoon in the woods, you also want to prevent me from using water?” Meng Ziheng suddenly remembered the wet paper towel.

Song Ye nodded. Although she had water resources reserve in her space, it was too much to gain or lose to expose space for this group of young masters.

Meng Ziheng suddenly realized that song Ye was quite different in his mind at this time.

At the other end of the story, Le Mingyu, who had just thrown away the biscuits, was so angry in his heart that he suddenly got up and rushed to song Ye.

”Stinky boy, you know the inside story from the beginning, why don't you tell me earlier?” He was tall and powerful, and rushed to the past. Several people around him were unprepared and stunned on the spot.

Seeing his arm stretched out, he was going to grab song Ye's collar. Meng Ziheng also drank in a low voice, ”Mingyu, stop it!”

Ke Le Ming Yu is like a firecracker that is ignited. If he does not vent his anger, he will never give up. There is a vent in front of him. How can he stop easily. So even if Mencius stopped drinking, he still stretched out his arms to catch people.

Just the next second, the arm was caught by a cool hand, and then gently pushed, he felt a burst of pain in the arm, like a cramp retracted back.

Mencius Heng was also surprised. He stood up and stood in front of Le Mingyu. He frowned and said sternly, ”don't make trouble. Song Ye doesn't know anything.”

”I don't know? Ghost too believes him. All along the way, everyone was drinking water, but he didn't take a sip of water. He knew that in the next four days, everyone had to rely on these things, but he watched helplessly and didn't say anything. He clearly meant that we should die of thirst in four days Le Mingyu was staring at Song ye all the way, so he saw her every move.

At the moment, there was no mineral water in his backpack, and the biscuits were also thrown away. The regret and confusion derived from the plight of the gun running out of grain made him blame song Ye.

”Ha ha...” Song ye, who was sitting on the ground, swallowed the last bite of biscuit. Then he chuckled and sneered coldly on his face. He raised his head and said, ”would you believe me when I said that?””I...” Le Mingyu wanted to refute, but he found himself in a pause.

Other people also have nothing to say. Along the way, everyone's rejection of song Ye was obvious. Even if she had dissuaded her, most of them would not believe it.

”It's one thing not to believe, but another to say or not to say...” A student on the other side murmured, looking a little stuffy. In their eyes, only they hate to exclude others, but they can't stand being concealed.

Maybe song ye said at that time that if something happened, they would also blame her.

Song Ye's sight passed through the fire and fell on the student opposite. The dark pupil seemed to engulf the flame, which seemed to seep into the body. Then, in the other party's dodging eyes, her cold voice passed on in the past, ”are you dead or alive? What's the matter with me?”

No one stipulates that we must help each other in difficult times, and the strong should help the weak. The naive ideas of these little girls in front of them are just as arrogant and stupid as the poor people's demand that the rich must spend money to help them.

All of us didn't expect that the cold youth would say such harsh words, and now she is no longer a cool and quiet beautiful teenager all the way. In her eyes, people can clearly see that she is really indifferent to the coolness of life.