Chapter 3: Illegal

Looking at the tree opposite, Ling narrowed his arrogant eyes slightly and curled the corners of his mouth with satisfaction. It has to be said that the young master Ling Tian is indeed strong. Not only is his physical strength reaching an unimaginable level, but his flexibility and flexibility are also excellent! Even the nerves of his fingers are completely independent, which is extremely important for hidden weapons. After the nerve segmentation is independent, he can make some fine adjustments on the basis of accuracy, which greatly increases its power and can also make some difficult tricks beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding!

And most importantly, this body is only thirteen years old. If you keep training and mature, you may become even more powerful!

Whether he can practice or not does not matter to Ling Da Killer. As long as he has a complete body, he will be satisfied. Anyway, he has only received physical training in his previous life and has never even touched his internal strength. However, now this physical body is far beyond his imagination. If the full score is 100, Ling Da Killer will give it 120 points! Note that this is the evaluation given by the King of Killers!

Next, Ling played with other weapons, and the curve of the corners of his lips became bigger and bigger. Although he was not tall enough, his body was really powerful!

Before we knew it, the night had already arrived, and the moon, which was not much different from the earth, hanged in the air. The faint stars in the sky were several times more than the earth. Perhaps the lights of the city on Earth at night were too strong, covering many stars.

Swish! Huh! Bang!

The spear in his hand flew around like a flying silver dragon, with tigers and tigers flying in the wind, and gold and iron fighting continued, sparks everywhere. It was originally a bumpy ground, and it was even more ragged. The attack of Ling Da Killer was naturally extraordinary, and the damage caused was far beyond that of the young boy Ling Tian.

Finally, the gun body was spinning handsomely above his head, pointing to the ground slantedly. The gun wind shattered the dead leaves on the ground, and the dust was lifted up. The gun head let out a slight low moan. It seemed to be excited and excited if it could be used by such a master. It paused all over, and Ling stood like this, bathed in the faint moonlight, slightly ecstatic, staring at the bright moon with deep eyes.........

Crunch!

I don't know how long it took, but the door in the distance opened, and then a small head was poked out from the crack of the door, and the big watery eyes looked around, as if looking for something, with a few traces of sleepiness in it, but more of it was fear, and the little face that was carved like jade was full of anxiety and panic. This was Ling Tian's close maid, Yin'er.

Yin'er was washing clothes this afternoon, but she fell asleep in a daze until she woke up just now, so she forgot to send dinner to the young master. She knew that with the young master's temper, she must have had a hard time.

"God bless you! Young Master, don't come back so soon."

While praying in her heart, Yin'er was looking for the terrible figure with an extremely nervous mood. In the end, God ignored her again. Yin'er's eyes were locked on Ling, the corner of the yard, but at that moment, she did not feel scared, but was a little stunned.

The light silver moonlight shone on Ling's side face, and her long black hair drifted in the wind, as if it was about to merge into the boundless night. She stood upright, holding a spear in her hand, her momentum was like a rainbow, but her eyes were so deep and calm. Ling looked like a peerless spear at this time, sharp and low-key and simple. A kind of extraordinary temperament surrounded him. The dark night added a trace of loneliness and loneliness to him. It was just a trace, but it made Ling look as if she did not exist in this world. The word loneliness seemed to be tailor-made for him. These made De Yin'er, the little girl, look infatuated.

Is this person the young master? I can't read it wrong, right? The young master is so handsome now...

Yin'er's eyes almost turned into heart shape. One was careful, as if it was a deer, and it was beating, and pink heart-shaped bubbles all over her seemed to have pink heart-shaped bubbles beginning to float.

Inadvertently, Yin'er's little hand, which was holding on the door, slipped and fell forward.

"ah!"

The yard was so quiet that even a needle could echo even when it was a needle. After all, a scream came from the yard. If nothing unexpected happened, Ling was alarmed and he also withdrew from that strange state, but fortunately, he had figured it out.

Although I had many achievements and money worth envious of others in my previous life, I became the king of killers, but being a killer was not his dream. He was once a beggar, just to survive.

And that road cannot be turned back unless he dies. Now, he is dead, but he has not died thoroughly, and has been reborn through time. Isn’t this the beginning of a new life?

Therefore, Ling accepted the time travel, and he also accepted the identity of Ling Tian. As a top killer, acting skills are a compulsory course. It is not difficult to pretend to be a young master, but he does not want to pretend. He just wants to be himself. He firmly believes that no matter how powerful people in this world are, it is impossible to detect that Ling Tian’s soul has changed to another person. Even if his personality and style change, it is still reasonable.

Ling Tian can be said to be dead. If he really wants to find the murderer, he should be himself. The mental pressure and physical pressure have forced himself to the edge of the cliff. With the attack from the little fat man today, he died.

The mind returned to the present, Ling, no, Ling Tian slowly turned around, his eyes moved to Yin'er who was falling to the ground, and he was separated from the strange state, and his eyes returned to his mind, as calm as water.

Yin'er, who was lying on the ground, quickly got up. Before he could even hurry to pat the dust on his body, Yin'er had already run to Ling Tian, ​​with his little hand twisted the corner of his clothes and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Young Master, Yin'er forgot to send you dinner, you should punish me."

Seeing the little girl's look of being beaten and scolded, Ling Tian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and his memory of this little girl appeared in his mind. Since he was a close maid, Yin'er suffered countless times more than other servants.

In the past, Ling Tian fought against Yin'er almost every three days and every five days, which made Ling Tian a little dissatisfied and sympathetic. The Ling Da Killer did not admit that he was a righteous man, but he hated those who bullied the weak. He had been bullied by him in the past.

"It's okay, I just finished practicing. Go and get me some food."

Ling Tian said softly, just as he finished speaking, Ling Da Killer found that the little girl opposite seemed to have doubled her eyes, and her delicate chin was almost falling to the ground.

Ling Tian knew the little girl's surprise and wanted to tease her for a moment. He immediately frowned and said in a deep voice: "Why don't you go quickly?"

"Oh! Master wait! Yin'er will be back soon! Thank you, Master!"

Yin'er's little head was like a chicken pecking at rice, and she ran out of the yard quickly. The last thank you was naturally thankful for not tortureting her.

Ling Tian chuckled, put the spear back to its original position, paused, and walked towards his room. Before he entered the door, a strong and extremely fragrant medicine came to his nose. This smell did not smell bad, but it made people feel refreshed.

When he walked into the room, he saw a huge wooden barrel in the middle, filled with dark green viscous potion. Now the killer Ling understood that he had soaked it with such potions to strengthen the body. No wonder he always felt a scent on his body.

The finger dipped in the potion in the dip bucket, and Ling Tian's eyes widened instantly. Just now, he obviously felt that the potions slowly penetrated into the skin of the fingers and merged into the muscles. If there were enough potions, they could penetrate deeper into the bones! After the cells absorbed the potions, they became a little stronger. Although this change was so subtle, as a killer, they must be very familiar with their body. The perception of Ling Da Killer was more perfect and powerful, and the feeling of becoming stronger was extremely obvious!

If you soak such a spiritual medicine every day, anyone can become an outrageously powerful pervert!

At the same time, Ling Da Killer also realized the benefits of nouveau riche. These potions must be valuable.

Crunch!

Just when Ling Tian was surprised, the little girl Yin'er came back. She was holding a seven-layer lunch box in her little hand. Before she could open it, a seductive fragrance came out, stimulating Ling's killer's salivary glands.

Yin'er skillfully took out the food from the lunch box, placed it on the table, and said in a sweet voice: "Young Master must be hungry, come and have a meal."

The Ling Da Killer was not polite, and he sat down and started to take action. He had exercised before, and the consumption was quite large, and his abdomen was indeed empty.

A piece of meat from an unknown animal is delicious and refreshing. Before I could chew it, it turned into a stream of heat-clearing liquid and flowed into my stomach.

"Um?"

The killer Ling was shocked again. After eating a piece of meat, he felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot in an instant, and even his muscles had a little more......

The Ling Da Killer is very depressed now. He is really more angry than others. If he had treated him like this in his previous life, he would not be the king of killers, even if he was the best in the world, he would be able to win!

"Young Master, is the food tonight not up to your taste? Yin'er will change it immediately."

Yin'er, who was beside him, asked timidly when he saw Ling Tian's expression.

"No, these meals are very suitable for my taste, so I'll get some more."

Ling Tian almost paused, and his chewing strength was very strong.

"yes."

Yin'er responded respectfully, left the room gently, and closed the door and couldn't help but look at the young master who was burying his head to eat. Why did the young master's tone just now have a scent of teeth? Did I offend the young master again?

The cute little girl was in painstaking thoughts and had to go and get the food obediently and respond to changes. This is the countermeasure in the little girl's mind.

But who knows that Master Ling is angry at the food?

That night, Young Master Ling ate the portion of nine people alone, and the little girl Yin'er almost cried. The young master was not trying to hold himself to death, what should I do? But the young master seemed very angry. Should I persuade him?

The little girl is very entangled...
Chapter completed!