The back suddenly became slightly cool, and a sense of danger of being targeted by the ferocious beast forced Qiaomu to tense up all over his body and suddenly raise his head.

His eyes turned slightly, and a cold murderous intent jumped in his dark pupils. Unexpectedly, he bumped into a pair of silent and solemn and leisurely Mo Ranfeng's eyes.

Qiaomu's heart suddenly sank.

Is this the first time the murderer who committed the crime after he was reborn, was caught on the spot?

Qiao Mu was a little speechless, but he was not very scared. His pair of dark eyes looked at the other person quietly, without moving.

Through the half-waste artificial channel, we both looked at each other.

At this end of the channel, there is a barren mud road, a shallow pit, and there is a land of smoke and sand filled with flying horses.

It was exactly the age of thirteen or fourteen, and it was the time when we were wearing bright clothes and angry horses.

A thin spring shirt and white robe, spacious and empty, without tying her waist, and her black hair drooped down like a waterfall falling straight down, and she was graceful with her clothes and flew with her sleeves.

The boy's sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and arms, revealing his slightly bronzed skin under the scorching sun.

When Qiaomu looked over, he saw a breeze blowing his somewhat scattered forehead. His bright and deep phoenix eyes, which were like black gems, flowed with a dazzling luster like a deep pool while looking around.

But I don't know how long he had been standing there with his horse. His face was extraordinary and handsome, like the scorching sun, his spirit was shining, and his spirit was full of energy. Behind him was the escort of a young man in black clothes and short collars.

Under the thick earth and yellow sand, and in the dust, the handsome and slender young man in white clothes, who was not stained with wind and sand, stood quietly on one side, naturally formed a scenery that could not be ignored. It seemed that as long as he stood there, everything in the world seemed to have lost many colors in an instant, completely becoming a background that embellished his excellent and beautiful.

What is clearly trampled under your feet is just a piece of wasteland in the village. It falls into the eyes of others, but it seems to be standing on the main hall of the Three Prefectures and Six Prefectures, overlooking the world, exuding an unparalleled noble spirit of the superior.

Qiao Mu could see that under the seemingly calm eyes, the boy had a sharp edge, which was almost impossible to look directly. It instantly reminded people of the sharp and cunning leopard on the grassland. It could pounce forward and bit your throat fiercely, making people feel uncontrollable danger.

Of course, you will lose completely when you look at people and look at them! If you are a human being for two lifetimes, if Qiao Mu can no longer understand the principles of being a human being, it would be a waste of life.

As for the unknown boy in front of him, Qiao Mu intuitively smelled a "dangerous smell" according to the animal instinct. He immediately retracted his hands, let go of Wu Yanzhen who was holding him tightly, and looked at the opposite side again with an expressionless face.

Then he reached out and slowly prepared his clothes for himself, stroked his slightly messy hair, turned around and put his hands in his pockets, leaving slowly.

Behind the boy in white, more than a dozen boys of the same age with short necklaces in black were trying to regain their breathing sounds after a long time.

One of them hit the horse and looked at Qiao Mu's back with a look of surprise, "Master, that little girl is killing someone."

This question is obviously nonsense. Anyone with discerning eyes just saw it, right?

The boy in white turned his head, the spring moon shone on the willows, and a hint of sneer appeared on his beautiful and unparalleled face.

The boy in black, with his eyes as sharp as an eagle and straight figure, raised his hand and touched his nose with a embarrassed expression, "That's what I said."

The little girl went from scratching the fat woman's back of the head while holding a hard rock to slamming down the slope. She pressed her down in the mud with a faint look on her face to try to suffocate her to death. She was very skillful in doing the entire set of murderous moves, and her expression was extremely calm, so calm that it was almost creepy.

Although he was finally unable to find out that they were present, he was only five or six years old at most, so he was so cruel.

By the way, the power she controls seems to be a little strange?

The most important thing is that later, they realized that they had witnessed her killing on the other side, and they could just leave calmly as if nothing had happened.

What kind of broken child is this? Is this sure he is not a monster?

"She had no expression on the whole process and was so calm that she was numb." Another boy in black came forward and said.

It must be because they opened their eyes in the wrong way, so they witnessed a five or six-year-old attempted murderer in this ordinary mountain village...
Chapter completed!