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

"He... who is he? It's disgusting!"

Bei Gong Jing'er almost grew up from the honey pot, and it was the first time in her life to see a dead person.

No matter how good-looking the dead man is, he is still a dead man.

The thought of riding with a dead body made her hairs stand on end.

"He is the one the saint wants, you must bring him back to Jinyun Kingdom."[

The boy in the red cloak answered briefly.

Thinking of the order of the saint in the dream, Bei Gong Jing'er stopped talking.

The reason why the Beigong family has such power and honor is all due to the saints.

Although he had doubts about this young man, he didn't dare to disobey him.

The young man had no choice but to let the young man hide the body of Little Prince Lin in the partition of the carriage.

The young man told her a few words, and then flew away.

As silent as a civet cat, the two night guards didn't notice him from beginning to end.

According to his instructions, Bei Gong Jing'er came to bid farewell to Gong Yanmo early the next morning.

Gong Yanmo was exactly as the young man expected, and he didn't even bother to send her off.

While she was disappointed, she also breathed a sigh of relief.

When she wanted to leave the city, the soldiers naturally didn't dare to search her carriage, so they left Yunyang City easily.

She was afraid that Gong Yanmo would come after him if he found out, so she marched in a hurry all the way.

After running around like this for more than two hours, this pampered lady couldn't stand it anymore.

Only then did the carriage slow down a little.

At this time, it has been more than 300 miles away from Yunyang City, and she just breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the ghostly boy in the red cloak appeared in front of her so elusively.

And looking at the situation, her guards didn't realize when this young man jumped onto the roof of her car!

At this moment, Bei Gong Jing'er was blocked by the boy and couldn't answer.

Just looked at him angrily. [

The young man simply lay down on the brocade couch as if he was in his own carriage.

With her head resting on her hands, she looked at Beigong Jing'er's almost pale face with a smile.

Leisurely said: "It seems that Miss Beigong is still living comfortably, this carriage is so warm, much more comfortable than the roof of the carriage."

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Also at night.