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

Chapter 24: I don't know if her ancient prose is right...

It made her think that there was no one in the temple, but she was startled by the sudden appearance of the tiger.

After saying a word, Feng Lingyan broke into a sweat.

It’s true that this is ancient times, but I don’t know if her ancient prose is correct...

The man stroked the white tiger's hair, and said calmly: "Xiaosheng is most afraid of light when he sleeps. I didn't expect anyone to come."

There is no flaw in the answer to this sentence.Feng Lingyan suffocated, subconsciously said: "This is an uninhabited wilderness, maybe there are some ferocious beasts, lighting a fire can scare them away..." [

Her words became smaller and smaller, because she suddenly saw the tiger.

With this tiger guarding him by his side, what beast would he be afraid of attacking?

No wonder he dared to sleep here in the dark...

The man glanced at her with a half-smile, and Feng Lingyan shrank back, a little embarrassed.

Cursing inwardly that his people have shrunk by half, and his intelligence seems to have shrunk by half, and he actually asked such an idiot question.

Pretty face couldn't help but blushed, and she flicked the messy hair on her forehead: "Forget it, I didn't say it."

The man smiled lightly: "It's in the wilderness here, why did you, a child, come here?"

Feng Lingyan's heart skipped a beat, and he said haha: "I...hehe, I, I belong to the Beggar Gang, and I wandered here."

Beggars?

The man raised his eyebrows: "It's the first time I've heard of this gang..."

Feng Lingyan was stunned for a moment. Could it be that there was no such gang as the Beggars' Gang in ancient times?

What dynasty did she travel to?

She glanced at the man, wanting to ask but did not ask.

Forget it, this man is so weird, and I don't know where he came from. There are so many wrong questions, she should find an ordinary person and ask again later.

She smiled dryly: "Hehe, of course you haven't heard of it. The small gang is just a small gang. It's just a small beggar... A small beggar lives everywhere, so it's natural to go wherever you go."

The man glanced at the 'tiger skin skirt' around her waist, and lightly said: "You little beggar, you know how to beat tigers, what a beautiful piece of tiger skin..."

The white tiger also glanced unkindly at the tiger skin around her waist, as if it hurt its own kind.

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