Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Tell me about your experience in the ruined temple.

Gong Yanmo also had no time to talk to her at this time, and said indifferently: "Hei Yan, take everyone down and send them back to Yunyang City to wait for this king to deal with."

"Yes!" Hei Yan agreed.

Bei Gong Jing'er's face changed drastically: "I—I, I am the future mother of the dynasty, you, you can't be rude..."

Her bodyguards were also taken aback, and they couldn't help but surround Beigong Jing'er, wanting to protect her. [

The smile on Gong Yanmo's face remained unchanged, and he only ordered Hei Yan faintly: "Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy! Lu Yan, let's go!"

Turn the tiger's head and run to the way you came.

He just passed that ruined temple there, and he still has the impression...

His white tiger is as fast as chasing the wind.

In less than half an hour, he had already found the ruined temple.

Baihu's nose was extremely sensitive, and soon he smelled the corpse of Little Prince Lin under the big locust tree.

Follow the breath all the way, and soon came to a small river.

The river is not deep, and the water and ice flow together.

When the white tiger reached the river, he stopped and roared towards the other bank...

It actually crossed the river!

Only in the water can the breath be hidden.

It seems that the person's anti-tracking skills are extremely high!

Gong Yanmo pondered for a moment, then sneered slightly.

It doesn't matter if you go down the river, he doesn't believe that he won't go ashore.

It's just a donkey, it can't stand the cold in the water...

He only needs to let the white tiger sniff on the other side for a while, and he won't have to worry about finding him!

The small river was not too wide, and the white tiger crossed the river in a few vertical leaps.

I sniffed on the other side for a while, but there was no smell of Prince Lin anymore...

Gong Yanmo was very surprised. [

Could it be that the donkey cart never came ashore?

How can an ordinary donkey stand in such icy water for a long time?

His heart suddenly moved: "Could it be that the donkey is not an ordinary donkey? It is the best among the legendary donkeys - four hooves on the snow?"

Legend has it that this kind of donkey is not afraid of severe cold and heat.

The speed is comparable to that of a thousand-mile famous horse. If it is really this kind of donkey, I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up this time!

At this time, Green Flame led his men to catch up.

Because of tracking, I brought four hounds.