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

The sound like a curse sounded, and the children's cannibalism finally stopped.

Of the original more than 50 children, there are only a dozen left.

"Okay, very good! You have performed well. Now, you have a common enemy, go kill him, and you will be free. Otherwise, you will all die!"

The direction pointed by one hand is the direction of Xiaogong Yanmo.

Those children's eyes immediately turned red, and whoever gave a shout rushed up first——[

It's just that he came up fast and fell fast.

None of their weapons were faster than his—

Children rushed over one after another, all kinds of weapons greeted Gong Yanmo.

Little Gong Yanmo's eyes were icy cold.

The long and narrow saber shadow retracted and retracted neatly in the air, and the standing posture did not change much, but they were all killed by one blow. The short knife in his hand was a good knife.

The handle of the knife is inlaid with red gemstones, which emit a bright red light as the knife rises and falls.

In less than a cup of tea, the remaining dozen or so children all fell under him without exception...

"Okay! Very good! The old man really saw the right person. Fanxiang, you are an unborn genius."

The hoarse voice laughed.

There was still no expression on Xiaogong Yanmo's handsome face.

Looking at the corpses everywhere, these children were still alive just now——

He suddenly squatted down and vomited out with a wow——

Although he is a genius, he is a child after all: "Why? Why did you let me kill them?"

There was some tremor and anger in his voice.

"If you don't kill them, all you have to do is die. Remember, Fan Xiang, in this world, only the weak and the strong prey on the strong. Your momentary soft-heartedness may be the time of your death."