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

Not to mention being forced to eat shit by Feng Lingyan, now I can't even keep my hands...

They have been in the capital of Jinyun Kingdom for a long time, although they have heard of Gong Yanmo's prestige and style.

I haven't seen it myself, and I still can't believe it's real.

The headed guard was bolder, relying on his being a distant relative of the Beigong family, he had some strength in Jinyun Country.

What's more, the crown prince of the eighth prince may not be stable, but their girl is a stable crown princess, the future mother of the country. [

I couldn't help but kowtowed and said: "Eighth Prince, you don't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha, just spare the servants this time, after all..."

Before he could speak the words behind him, a figure flickered in front of him.

'Crack! ''Crack! ' Twice, the wrist suddenly hurt.

The blood rained violently, and the two hands flew out like this!

Gong Yanmo casually threw away the blood-stained sword, and said indifferently: "Is there anyone who continues to talk nonsense?"

His movements were as fast as lightning, and the guard was considered a master of martial arts, so he didn't see how he made the move!

When he woke up, his white hands had already fallen to the dust, and he couldn't touch them anymore!

It wasn't until this moment that he felt a pain in his wrist, and he broke out in cold sweat in an instant.

Gong Yanmo's white clothes fluttered, and he still looked cold and lazy, like a fairy.

But the fierceness and determination of the shot almost paralyzed everyone present.

The maid screamed and fainted.

The other three were almost scared out of their wits and didn't dare to say a word of nonsense.

But it takes a lot of courage to cut off one's own hand.

They are different from Gong Yanmo's subordinates, they are used to being pampered, they are not too courageous, and they are not considered ruthless.

At this moment, the fingers of these three people holding the sword trembled, their faces were as pale as wax, but they dared not cut down.

There was really no other way, so the three discussed and decided to cut each other...

When three more hands fell to the dust, the faces of these three people were no different from the dirt.

"Where's Ah Yan?" Gong Yanmo asked.

He knew Feng Lingyan's ability, so naturally he would not fall into the hands of these people. [

"Go... go out..."

The guards responded tremblingly. . . . .