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

Bi Dongqing opened her mouth wide, wanting to say something, but couldn't find the words for a moment.

In a daze, Feng Lingyan had already disappeared.

Her silvery laughter came from the sound of the wind: "My good apprentice, it's time for you to practice your qinggong. If you can catch up with me, I will return the white horse to you."

Bi Dongqing had black lines all over her head.

If it was only a few miles away, he might be able to catch up to that white horse based on his lightness.>

But now it is tens of miles away!

How could he have such long patience? ?

Zhuang Ding of Tourmaline Villa already recognized her, so Feng Lingyan immediately urged her into the mansion with ease>

As soon as I entered the door, I saw my red rabbit strolling in the yard >

Seeing her coming in, he immediately ran over.

Feng Lingyan glared at it and ignored it.

He patted the white horse's mane.

The red rabbit immediately looked jealous, raised his head and let out a long hiss>

The white horse seemed to be very afraid of it, and shook its body.

Feng Lingyan patted the white horse's neck: "Be good, don't be afraid."

Keep going straight ahead.

Hmph, although this red rabbit horse is a rare BMW horse, it obviously hasn't cultivated the spirit of sharing hardships with its owner>

If she doesn't give it a little color, it won't know who is its owner!

Chituma followed behind dejectedly, like a puppy about to be abandoned by its owner.

"Ayan, are you getting tired of the old so quickly?"

A cool voice came from the hall.

Gong Yanmo stood there with arms folded, with a relaxed demeanor.

Bi Shuihan stood beside him, delicate and weak, like a willow dancing in the wind.

Seeing Feng Lingyan, a hint of hatred flashed in her eyes. [

Apparently, she hadn't forgotten her ruined garden.