She won't extend her slaughter knife to her children

Author: Qingcha is still the same

She won't extend her slaughter knife to her children

Mama:...

The spiritual fruit in my hand seems to be no longer fragrant.

The third senior brother said it was so vivid that the pictures appeared in his mind.

It seems that she really doesn't want to eat meat for several days.

And if the meat foam is put into the water, wouldn’t it be that the water flows, flows to another well, and is dug up and cooks with the water in the well water.

That……

My mother is really lucky that she fainted as soon as she arrived.

But she was more angry.

Young people who are born and raised in flower-planting parents, their children are the future and the flowers, and they are the cute little angels who need care.

Even when I came to this world, Mamao's thoughts remained unchanged.

She can stretch out a butcher knife to others, but she will not stretch out a butcher knife to her children.

Her heart is soft on one side with her relatives and on the other side with these cute children.

Just like when she came that day, she saved the doll.

If someone else had changed at that time, she would not have done so.

"Little, junior sister."

Feng Ming was so angry that he wanted to catch the old mayor and get rid of it.

It was still talking, but suddenly I felt a whirlwind.

The goose bumps on his arms exploded.

I looked up and saw the little junior sister's gloomy face, and her eyes were also covered with flames due to anger.

He has never seen a junior sister like this before.

That way I feel like I will beat someone directly in the next moment. No, it's not like I'm going to beat someone, I'm afraid I want to kill someone.

The little junior sister is like this because of those children. Does it turn out that the little junior sister likes children so much?

Feng Ming was worried that the person would be furious, so he quickly spoke out to comfort him.

"Junior sister, don't be angry with your body. You have just woken up. When I solve the formation, I will ask those children to be saved by Buddhists, and capture the culprit, expose it to the sun, so that he will be whipped hard."

He had never made the junior sister so angry. The old mayor could book a coffin.

No, a person like him doesn't deserve a coffin at all, he's only worthy of being exposed to the wilderness.

Mama restrained her emotions.

"Do you want your master to help solve the formation?"

Although the man ran away, Mama took out the jade slip for the transmission of the voice.

"I can call people back."

The formation is indeed a bit strange.

It looks like a meat grinder, but it will continue to suck the powder.

There is Chinese medicine in the masking powder, which seems to be integrated with the aura of evil clans, so they cannot smell the rotten smell in the air.

The evil clan is like a mouse, hiding very tightly. He can occasionally catch a head, but you won't find it in the next moment.

The cultivation level cannot be distinguished until the Tribulation Period, and the God Transformation Period can only be noticed a little.

This can explain why the master can't smell the rotten air.

But now the world is thin, unlike when I was in the search for the fairy world, where great powers in the tribulation period are everywhere, and the Nascent Soul is not as good as a dog in transformation into a god.

Now if anyone wants to ask for a powerful man in the Tribulation Period, then someone will tell him, "You are still dreaming faster."

In the God Transformation Stage, there are only five in the Immortal Search World.

One demon clan, one demon clan.

Buddhism occupies one, one sword occupies one, and Dan Sect occupies another.

"Forget it, the old man probably ran away because he knew I could solve it."

He can solve the formation, but it only takes some time and requires some arrangement.

"So the reason why this plague has been slow for a long time is also here."

Feng Ming nodded.

Although the corpses were isolated from the formation, he was unable to go forward to check.

But his eyesight is still online.

Through the faces of those corpses, he found that those corpses were not normal to die and were implicated intoxication.

"So it's not a plague, it's them being poisoned."

Feng Ming nodded with certainty.

At that time, as long as the source of all evil is dealt with, the plague will naturally be destroyed.

Tsk.

Really, what kind of grudges do the people of Yuanxing Town and the old town mayor have?

They were all killed.

Could it be that the people of Yuanxing Town collectively dug up the ancestral graves of the old town chief’s family?

Feng Ming didn’t know whether to dig the ancestral grave or not. He only knew one thing, and there was something wrong with this old mayor.

It seems to be quite small.

"Senior Brother Third, do you mean that this old mayor is fake?"

"This possibility is not ruled out."

It has been a while since Yuanxing Town, and Fengming and the old mayor have had a lot of contact.

So he knew what kind of person the old mayor was.

The old mayor cares about the people.

He often drags his old bones to help the people who are infected with the epidemic.

That's why Feng Ming felt that the old mayor tonight was fake.

"San Senior Brother, I know people but not my heart."

The old mayor sounds like a good person, but who knows what he thinks?

Mama reserved opinions.

Of course, she did not rule out that the old mayor was indeed fake or controlled by someone.

"Okay, kids don't think so much. It's too late. Go and take a break quickly and leave me the interrogation."

With him as his senior brother, would he have to make the junior sister work hard? Then wouldn’t he be a decoration?

Mama looked at Feng Ming in shock.

She was not hallucinating her ears?

Did she, the third senior brother, really say that just now?

Why did it feel like a senior sister possessed for a moment, and it seemed like the fourth senior brother suddenly rushed out and had a bubble.

Feng Ming was speechless.

He took pictures of Mama's head.

"What, I'm not allowed to grow?"

This little junior sister, everything is written on her face.

In fact, Mama's sudden coma still scared Feng Ming.

So now in Feng Ming's eyes, Mama is equivalent to a porcelain doll.

Need a lot of care.

He saw how the aunties in the village raised their children.

Looking at Feng Ming who rolled his eyes and glared at her, her familiar third senior brother was back.

However, Momiao hesitated for a while, but still couldn't hold it in his mouth, and looked earnest.

"Second Brother Third, although it is indeed a good thing for you to grow up, you must not follow your senior sister and fourth brother. Yes, you cannot follow your senior brother."
To be continued...