The world's number one female killer: waste confuses the world

"But mother doesn't like it there, she doesn't want to go back!"

"No one will not love their own family. Is she really your mother?"

Qingkuang's tone was very special, very special, light and shallow, with an unexplainable taste, making the words that would definitely be refuted after hearing it seem to have something serious. book>

"But my mother has this in her hand. They said, the one with this is my mother!"

The little boy said uncertainly, and as he spoke, he took out a ring made of withered yellow straw. [

"Really? I will also make up this ring!"

Qing Kuang raised his eyebrows and smiled, it turned out that the little boy recognized his mother in this way.However, they said, what do you mean?In the prehistoric forest, are there other people?

"Really? Then where is my mother? Huh..."

The little boy watched Qingkuang pick up a blade of grass from the ground and wove a ring, and began to cry.

"A man, don't shed tears when you bleed. What's the use of crying. Wipe away your tears and find your mother, that's the right way!"

Qing Kuang frowned, she didn't like to cry herself, so she didn't like to see people cry either.The little boy was looking for his mother, such behavior made Qing Kuang silent for a while.

After she inherited this body, the only family member she had was her missing mother whose identity was unknown.After wiping the necklace in his bosom, Qing Kuang's face sank.

Except for this necklace, she never left any clues.

Smiling slightly, looking at the sad but obedient little boy who wiped some tears, he wiped the little boy's head madly.

"You and I are really related. My mother left me a necklace, your mother left you a ring, and then they all disappeared without a trace."

"Sister, my name is Xiaobao. What about you?"

Xiaobao stared at Qingkuang with round eyes, with a trace of dependence in his eyes.

This sister is so gentle, and the mother in the house never touches his head.

"Qing Kuang, Feng Qing Kuang!"

Qing Kuang looked at the little guy with black and white eyes and smiled.This little boy was different. He actually saw through her disguise as a man at a glance.

There was a mysterious and powerful aura about him.

That kind of breath makes Qingkuang not like Niuniu, who rejects a weak body.

"By the way, what happened to those poisonous corpses outside?"

"Poison corpse?" [

Xiaobao looked at Qingkuang, blinked his eyes in confusion, and looked at Qingkuang in confusion.

"It's those people who are controlled by you, aren't they dead?"

Qing Kuang turned to look at Xiao Bao, now it was her turn to be puzzled.Could it be that those people are not dead yet?

"Not dead!"

Xiaobao tilted his head and looked at Qingkuang, they didn't die, why did they die?

"Then their breathing, heartbeat?"

Qingkuang turned to look at Xiaobao, how did he stop their breathing and heartbeat, and enter a state of suspended animation?

Those who really didn't die, looking at the desolation of the town, these people should have been manipulated for a while.

During this period of time, if you don't eat or drink, you really didn't die?

"Sister, are you interested in that?"

Xiaobao tilted his head to look at Qingkuang, and blinked his round eyes. Is that difficult?

"I'm a little interested. But since he didn't die, you should restore the person! Only then can we enter the prehistoric forest!"

Qingkuang glanced at the town filled with heavy toxins, and didn't know how this little guy managed to control the toxins so that they didn't overflow the town.