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

The hoarse voice spoke like a dream.

"I don't want to kill any more! This blood is so dirty, so disgusting..."

Xiaogong Yanmo squatted down suddenly, his face was pale and scary, and his eyes were full of disgust.

"Fate, this is the fate of our Jiyue family. Fanxiang, your father also came here. To become the strongest, you must be more ruthless than a wolf, more cunning than a fox, and more patient than a camel— —”

Jiyue Fanxiang slightly lowered his eyes, his body was still trembling. [

With his fingers, he slowly picked up the short knife that had just been thrown on the ground.

"Yes, that's right, child, you will become the strongest, the old man will teach you all the skills, and the training in the future will be more cruel, Fanxiang, in a few years, you will become the strongest in the Jiyue family. The mighty king..."

Feng Lingyan finally saw the person who was speaking in the dark.

It was an old man with bumps and holes on his face, and his facial features could hardly be seen clearly.

A pair of eyes are as sharp as an eagle, staring at Gong Yanmo closely...

Feng Lingyan was in a trance, Jiyue?Fanxiang?

Is this child called Jiyue Fanxiang?

Could it be - isn't he the Gong Yanmo of childhood?

She was having some doubts in her heart, and the scenery in front of her eyes suddenly changed.

Everything was invisible, as if covered by a hood, refusing anyone to peep.

She froze for a moment, and suddenly there was a desire to pry the cover off in her heart.

It was spinning around, and there was a whistling sound in the distance, as if something was rolling in.

The ground beneath his feet trembled.

Feng Lingyan was taken aback, the killer's instinct told her that the danger was approaching, before she could see anything clearly, she turned her head and ran away.

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in the afternoon