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

How could Liu Yunsang let go of this opportunity, and pulled Feng Lingyan over in one go,

The snake sword in his hand touched Feng Lingyan's neck.

With a sneer: "If you take another step forward, she won't be able to keep her head!"

Gong Yanmo, Fengjian Yueli stopped.

"Little Prince Lin, don't hurt her!"

The face of the moon in the wind is cold.

His fingers gripped the sword tightly.

Cold sweat broke out.

Gong Yanmo's eyes were dark.

The light from the surrounding torches reflected in his eyes, flickering on and off.

Almost no emotion can be seen: "Little Prince Lin, stop making unnecessary resistance. Let her go, and I can let your apprentice live."

"Hahaha, Jiyue Fanxiang, she is the pillow person you once loved deeply. In your eyes, her life is equal to that of my disciple? You have made good plans!"

Gong Yanmo frowned slightly, as if he hesitated for a moment: "What do you want?"

Liu Yunsang laughed loudly: "Take all your people away! You cut off your own arm and leave here!"

Such conditions are really harsh.

Everyone's complexion changed.

Beigong Jing'er yelled: "Brother Fanxiang, you can't promise him! You can't let him go..."

Gong Yanmo's cold eyes were unpredictable, and he suddenly sighed.

Indifferently said: "Little Prince Lin, you are my confidant's confidant, and I must not let you go today! Let alone let me cut off my own arm... I, Jiyue Fanxiang, a useful body, cannot be discarded here. And Ah Yan——you also said that she was the one I loved deeply, but——that’s all. Don’t you think the condition you raised is a bit ridiculous? Can you threaten the king?"

His voice was lazy and calm,

Cold and ruthless, there is an indescribable danger and blood.