Chapter 1212

"You're so crazy when you're dying, kid. You don't know what's going on!" The man smiled eerily, squatted down and patted his cheek, cocked up the corner of his lips, and his eyes were like a sharp knife, merciless and bloodthirsty. He looked at him askew and frowned perplexedly. "Little brother, how do you want to die? I can't think of an interesting way to torture you at the moment, but it's really out of your way. What can I do? "

"Ha ha, who is the dying one?" You you mercilessly satirize, the childish voice with a Shura like atmosphere.

The man's heart was startled, then his face was enraged, and he raised his fist in a frenzy, intending to show the little devil some color!

However, before he punched, he saw that his body was stiff, and then he gave a strong shiver.

Silently, I saw a bright flower blooming on his chest!

"Well..."

Detect the trace that the chest is pierced hard.

He turned his eyes rigidly, looked down at the chest pierced by the silencing bullet, twisted his eyebrows, but he didn't understand what was going on. When he was shaken, he fell to the ground.

When he fell down, Lisa stood straight behind him, glanced coldly at the man and kicked him away.

Something in the way.

Mu Yichen is surprised.

The girl in front of me is only eight or nine years old. But somehow, there is a danger of death in her body!

Like the breath of Shura.

All say girl, like a flower.

However, if we must use a flower to describe her, then it is manzhusha Hua!

The devil's tenderness. According to the legend, the flowers voluntarily put into hell are sent back by the demons, but they still linger on the road of the yellow spring.

The demons couldn't bear it, so they agreed to let her drive on this road to give the souls who left the human world a guide and comfort.

Beauty is a fatal danger!

Little Yi Chen looks at her in a daze.

The girl has a beautiful and delicate face, which softens the eastern soft beauty and the deep European lineage. However, a pair of eyes, empty and indifferent, are full of murderous spirit, like a war machine for killing!

There are no seven emotions and six desires.

Mu Yichen looks down and is shocked by her strong and powerful lines.

No wonder he was well-trained, but he didn't even know when she appeared.

After all, how cruel and horrible training can we achieve this skill?

Like a ghost, silent.

How on earth did she hide her eyes and ears, and sneak in unconsciously?

Mu Yichen glanced at the body at her feet with lingering fear, and a trace of vigilance appeared on her face. "Who are you?"

Lisa looked at him deadpan, then came to him.

"You --"

"Shh --"

Lisa gave him a cold look, her fingers against her lips, and made a silent gesture.

You you light tunnel: "brother, she is my death guard."

Mu Yichen: "..."

Dead guard!?

An eight or nine year old girl?

Dead guard!?

Just as he was in the wind, Lisa squatted down on his side, pointed the gun at the chain that locked his wrist, and pulled the trigger.

The chain broke with a clank.

Lisa broke his foot chain again.

Mu Yichen's limbs are finally free.

Lisa goes to youYou again and leans down.

Mu Yichen stood up and walked outside the iron prison. He was shocked.