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

If Gong Yanmo wanted to resist, he would not come again.

Now that he has come to voluntarily surrender, he naturally has no intention of escaping.

Do you want to humiliate him by doing this set of things now?

"Brother, what is this for?!"

Feng Lingyan became angry and clenched her fingers tightly. [

Yun Haotian ignored her, and only looked at Gong Yanmo: "Brother Gong, the emperor's life is in his body, so I offended you."

There seemed to be light fluctuations in Gong Yanmo's eyes.

He naturally knew that the old emperor was afraid of his martial arts, and he didn't really come to accept the crime, so he wanted to use this shackle to trap him...

He sneered slightly in his heart.

With his kung fu, not to mention such a shackle, it is made of black iron, if he wants to break it, it is still effortless...

It seems that the old emperor still underestimated him.

He smiled lightly and sighed: "That's all, that's all. Since Mr. Gong came here to accept the crime, he will naturally be dealt with by the Lord Long Live. Put on the shackles and put them on."

He didn't wait for the Imperial Forest Army to come and 'serve' him either.

First put on the shackles, then pick up the shackles, and buckle them up...

His movements were like flowing water, without any stagnation.

In an instant, the shackles weighing more than 100 kilograms were fastened on himself.

Feng Lingyan's expression changed slightly, and he felt that his father had indeed gone too far.

She bit her lip and was about to say something.

But Gong Yanmo gave her a slight smile: "Little rabbit, don't worry. I'll be fine. Lord Long Live just punished me..."

His wrist moved unconsciously in the shackles.

Click!Click!With two muffled bangs, four spikes popped out of the circle that bound his wrist.

With a few puffs, it plunged deeply into Gong Yanmo's wrist.

Blood flowed out instantly.

Gong Yanmo snorted, his face turned pale.Looking at the prince with his eyes: "Prince, this is?"

Feng Lingyan didn't expect such a perverted mechanism to be set up in such a shackle, his face changed drastically, and he wanted to rush over: "Fanxiang!"

Fanxiang?

Yun Haotian's expression changed, and he grabbed Feng Lingyan's hand: "What did you call him? Fanxiang?"

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Also at night.