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

He closed his eyes slightly, and only said two words: "Dream."

The light in Feng Lingyan's eyes faded away.

Alas, she knew that what martial arts novels said was all lies.

Regardless of ancient times or modern times, martial arts cannot be practiced overnight...

She lazily stretched her waist: "Then how do you pass it on? When will you start to pass it on?" [

Kazama Yueli didn't raise her head: "Wait until your body is fully recovered."

The carriage staggered into the city.

Feng Lingyan first went to the clothing store to buy some clothes, and then taught the proprietress to make some sanitary belts for her...

Money can turn ghosts around, not to mention Feng Lingyan's style, so the proprietress made it very quickly, beautiful and generous.

Feng Lingyan feels very good to use.

Coming out of the clothing store, the two of them found an inn and stayed there.

In order to guard against the sneak attack from the Black Flame Sect, the two asked for a guest room.

Feng Lingyan lay on the big bed sadly and sighed.

It seems that she is destined to live with a man.

A while ago it was Gong Yanmo, and these days it was Fengjian Yueli again.

Fortunately, Kazama Yueli is more of a gentleman (he doesn't know anything about men and women at all).

Although he ate enough of her tofu unintentionally, he didn't take advantage of her after that 'eighteen touches'.

This made Feng Lingyan more at ease.

When she was sleeping with Gong Yanmo, she always felt that there was a covetous fox lying beside her.

You never know when it will be eaten.

After Kazama Yueli entered the guest room, she sat cross-legged on the small bed, meditating like an old monk.

With such a sword god protecting him, Feng Lingyan felt very at ease.

He ordered: "No matter what movement you hear outside, don't leave me."