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

Gong Yanmo counted his fingers anxiously, and finally suppressed the boiling blood pressure.

He staggered up the tiger's back: "Xue'er, go to Happy Valley."

The white tiger let out a long howl, and galloped with him bent.

This time, it ran fast and steady.

Gong Yanmo rode on it, and could hardly feel the bumps. [

The heart is constricting, the pain is indescribable.

Inch by inch seemed to penetrate into his bone marrow, his heart seemed to be burning, and every breath brought a burning pain.

Cold sweat trickled down his temples.

His body was wobbly, and he could barely sit on his back.

He hugged Baihu's neck tightly with both arms, trying to support himself not to faint...

Although the name of Xiaoyao Valley is very free and easy and beautiful, it is actually a small valley.

Such valleys can be seen everywhere in Fire Cloud Country.

There is a lonely small building in the valley.

It is said that there lived an idle young man here.His name is Hua Wuxin.

The son's family is very prominent, and he is very famous in the world.

But this idle boy has no reputation at all.

Because—he is a cripple, a blind man...

Although he is very handsome and delicate, it cannot conceal the fact that he is blind.

No one would trouble a blind man, so he lived very leisurely in this small building...

Just like at this moment, he is sitting in front of the window, experiencing the beauty of the sunset, the breeze, and the snowflakes falling.

His face was as calm and serene as a clear lake.

He was dressed in a light blue robe, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was a kind of contented intoxication in his expression.