Pastoral female gangster: grab a village owner to be her husband

Feng Tianjiao said, looking at Huang Shulang with great distress: "Lang'er, since the incident when he was five years old, he often woke up at night with nightmares and screaming... Later, before he knew it, he recovered. It's gone, I haven't been like this again, maybe after seeing you, I remembered that incident again, so it's like this now!"

Feng Tianjiao said, with tears in his eyes. Since Ye appeared, he has never had a nightmare again, but he has completely forgotten about it. He didn't expect to see Brother Fenghuang, who was in the middle of the day. It will be like this....

Is this good or bad? When he thinks about it, does it mean that the night will disappear?

Thinking of this, Feng Tianjiao looked helplessly at Qian Duoduo, if... Fat Ya knew about Ye, would she be sad, after all...

Feng Tianjiao remembered that when Qian Duoduo was with Ye, she clearly felt that Qian Duoduo had no less affection for Ye than Lang, and she had been hesitating whether to tell Qian Duoduo, Ye and Lang about it.

But she was also afraid that Qian Duoduo would think Lang was a monster and leave because she knew about it. She thought that Ye and Lang were alone anyway, and let Fat Ya find out by herself, but she tried her best to hide it... …

Feng Tianjiao admitted that she was selfish. In order to keep Qian Duoduo, she secretly ordered everyone not to deliberately mention this matter in front of Qian Duoduo, and even wanted everyone to hide it.

Seeing Qian Duoduo who knew nothing about it, Feng Tianjiao felt extremely guilty, Fat girl, I'm sorry, if Ye really disappeared, how would mother tell you about it?

"Ah..." Huang Shulang screamed, a scene that was familiar but unfamiliar flashed in his mind.

It was a pitch-black forest, and the moonlight shone in through the gaps in the branches. The forest was full of killing sounds, and a small child covered his mouth and hid in a bush and looked out through the gap between the bushes.

Under the moonlight, there was a figure from the back, his back was facing him, it was the figure from the back of his father, tall and mighty, looking at the child from the back, he felt a little more at ease.

However, he still didn't make a sound, and it seemed that someone told him in a trance that he couldn't make a sound while hiding here, so he tightly covered his mouth...

Suddenly, with a "ding dong", the bright red sword in Dad's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and bright red blood splashed on his body... and the strong smell of blood began to spread..., just like that, the tall and mighty figure suddenly appeared in front of the child's eyes. fall...

Tears overflowed from the child's eyes, but his heart was terrified. He covered his mouth and hid in the bushes tremblingly, watching his father's fallen body.

Looking up, I saw a terrifying face floating in the darkness not far away. That face was covered with blood. A long distance away from my father, I stretched out my palm. The nails on that palm were sharp and slender. ....

The hands suddenly stretched and stretched at a strange length in front of my eyes, lifted my father up, and disappeared in front of my eyes in an instant...

The child was stunned in place, staring blankly at the direction where his father disappeared, and the whole person remained motionless in a daze. After a long time, there seemed to be faintly calling voices coming from his ears.

The child remains unconscious....

Until someone bumped into him in the dark and exclaimed...

"Langer, Langer..."

"Sir..."

"Brother Huang..."