Chapter 2

Back suddenly cool, a trace of the danger of being stared at by fierce animals, forcing the tree to raise its head.

The line of sight slightly turns, the dark pupil inside jumps a wisp of Su Leng's killing meaning. Unexpectedly, I bumped into a pair of ink dyed Phoenix eyes with no waves and no waves.

The heart of the arbor sank suddenly.

This is the scene of the first murderer after his rebirth, so he was caught on the spot?

The tree is a little speechless, but it's not very frightened. A pair of black eyes are painted, and they look at each other in such a quiet and motionless way.

Across the two sides of the half abandoned artificial channel, four eyes meet and two eyes gaze.

At this end of the channel, there is a barren muddy road and a shallow pit at one foot. But that side, under the young foot, is a heavy loess, horseshoe flying smoke and sand filled the land.

It's the age of thirteen or fourteen. It's the time to be fresh and angry.

A thin spring shirt and white robe, spacious and empty without waist, black hair draped down like a waterfall, dancing with the clothes and clothes.

The young man's sleeves are rolled to his elbows and arms to expose his bronzed skin in the hot sun.

When the tree looked past, he saw the breeze blowing his scattered hair. The two bright and deep Phoenix eyes were like dark gemstones. Looking at them, they were flowing with the deep pool like lustre.

But I don't know how long he has been driving the horse there. His face is very beautiful, just like the burning sun. His face is bright and spirited. Behind him is a young man in black.

Under the thick soil and yellow sand, in the rolling smoke and dust, the beautiful young man in white, who is beautiful and thin and does not dye the sand, although he just stands quietly on one side, naturally forms a landscape that can not be ignored. It seems that as long as he stands there, everything in the world, in an instant, seems to have lost a lot of colors, and completely degenerated into the background that embellishes his excellence and beauty.

It's just a piece of waste land in the village, which falls into the eyes of others, but it looks like it's standing on the Shenzhou Hall of Sanzhou and Liufu, overlooking the world. It's full of incomparable noble spirit of the superior.

It can be seen from the arbor that the young man's eyes seem calm and calm, with sharp hidden edge, almost can't be looked at directly. In a moment, it reminds people of the sharp and cunning Leopard on the grassland, who can rush forward to bite your throat fiercely and make people feel the irrepressible danger.

Of course, if you look at people, you will lose completely! As a man of two generations, if the arbor can't understand the truth of being a man, it's really a white life.

For the unknown youth in front of him, the tree instinctively smelled a "dangerous smell" according to the animal instinct. At the first time, he retracted his hands, let go of Wu Yanzhen, who had been held by him, and looked at the opposite side again without expression.

Then he put out his hand and tidied his clothes slowly, stroked his slightly disordered hair, turned around and left slowly with his hands in his pockets.

Behind the young man in white, a dozen young men of the same age in black with short lapels tried to find their breathing voice after a long time.

One of them immediately before the fight, a face of consternation to the tree walked to the shadow of nowhere, "master, just that little girl, is killing."

This question is obviously a nonsense. People with a clear eye have just seen it, haven't they.

The young man in white turned his head, and the Spring Moon brushed the willows, and there was a hint of sneer on his beautiful face.

His eyes were as sharp as hawks and falcons, and he was a young man in a straight black suit with a short lapel. He raised his hand and touched his nose in a friendly way. "That's what my subordinates said."

The little girl grabbed the hard stone and hit the fat woman in the back of her head, then she rolled down the slope. She gently pushed her down in the mud to suffocate her. She was very skilled in all the killing actions, and her expression was also very calm, so calm that it was almost creepy.

Although they were not able to find out that they were there at last, they were at most five or six years old at the age of their age, and could be so cruel.

What seems to be the difference between her movements and the forces she controls?

The main thing is that when they found out the other side of the river in the later stage, they witnessed the whole process of her killing, and they were able to walk away as if they had nothing to do with it.

In the end What a broken child he is! Is this really not a monster?

"She was expressionless all the way, calm and numb." Another young man in black came immediately.

It must be that they didn't open their eyes in the right way. That's why they witnessed a five or six-year-old attempted murderer in this ordinary small mountain village