Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

What Prince Lin wants most is her, and others don't care.

Besides, how about these people on the boat even if they have martial arts?

In front of thousands of people like him, what can he do?

It doesn't matter if you let it go. .

He waved his hand: "Let go!" [

With an order, the small boats blocking the passage rowed to both sides one after another, making way for a waterway.

Bi Dongliu and Meng Huacheng are also smart people, knowing that it is obviously unwise to go all out at this time.

It's better to escape first and then think of a way to save people.

They hugged Feng Lingyan one after another: "Girl Ayan, take care."

The boat rowed out like an arrow from the string...

Feng Lingyan kept staring at Little Prince Lin with his eyes, not missing even a small movement.

I'm afraid he will play tricks secretly.

Fortunately, the little prince Lin has been standing there obediently.

There were no gestures or signals.

Presumably, he sincerely released Bitongliu and the others.

At the moment they are in the center of the lake, and there is no fog or anything on the lake.

So at a glance, you can already see the scenery on the other side.

Seeing Bi Dongliu's boat approach the shore, several people flashed on the shore of the lake and left happily.

Feng Lingyan breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of a hanging heart.

Finally, Bi Dongliu and his wife were not implicated. As for myself...

As long as you don't die, there is always a way to escape...

"Okay, Ah Yan, your friend has left, can you put the knife away?"

Little Prince Lin looked at Feng Lingyan with a smile in his eyes.

Feng Lingyan smiled, and put away the dagger slowly: "Don't blame Lord Lin, Ah Yan has nothing to do."

Little prince Lin nodded: "Girl Ayan is so righteous, she thinks so much about her friends, and it's too late for me to admire you, so how can I blame you? However, you are pregnant after all, so it's not good to have such a murderous weapon on your body. It hurts." It doesn’t matter to others, it’s fine if you hurt yourself.” She winked at a maid next to her.

The maid looked like she knew martial arts.

Nodding his head, he walked up to Feng Lingyan: "Miss Ayan, I'm sorry. Please leave the dagger to the maidservant for safekeeping?"