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

Sweat dripped from Feng Lingyan's forehead.

To break this formation, one must first attack the disciples of Fengyun Hall holding the net.

But they were all hiding behind the net, and as long as she got close, she would be caught by the net.

Tie her into a hedgehog, there is nowhere to start.

Feng Lingyan remembered Yang Guo's method of breaking the fishing net array, and she wanted to try it too. [

But there is no soft rope in his hand, only a long sword, but it is useless at all.

Seeing those people approaching step by step.

Feng Lingyan's hands were covered with cold sweat, and his heart was miserable.

Is Gong Yanmo trying to put himself to death?

Destroying what he can't get is indeed his style!

Originally—her love for him was heartbroken and hopeless, but now it seemed like she had sprinkled a handful of salt on the original wound...

Gong Yanmo, it turns out that you can really be so heartless.

The hatred in his heart grew wildly like weeds, he clenched the long sword in his hand, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes.

It seems that today is a big killing spree!

She and Kazama Tsukuri were originally standing back to back, so Kazama Tsukuri could easily feel the tension in her body.

Comforting in a low voice: "Ayan, don't be afraid, I'm here."

He didn't speak much, just nine words.

But it made Feng Lingyan's heart warm, and she almost shed tears.

No matter what, this Kazama Yueli always treats herself sincerely...

"Yueli, I'm going to start a killing spree today. If you can't do it, then... After all, it's me they want to arrest..."

Kazama Yueli didn't move, and said calmly: "It's not my temper to run away. How can I let you, a girl, fight alone. If they really dare to hurt you, I will also shoot!"

Feng Lingyan's heart felt warm again, even if it wasn't love, this feeling moved her heart.