The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

The black and white, the incomplete houses, the little fire burned everywhere in the village.

All the calm and peaceful, have disappeared, and the thick **** smell is filled in the air.

It’s hard for Shen Yanxiao to connect such a miserable scene with such a simple and unpretentious village. She walked in the direction of Suzaku according to the news of Suzaku. She saw the bodies of many villagers along the way. The lifeless bodies were lying quietly on the ground, and the soil beneath them was stained with blood.

Many of these villagers had a relationship with Shen Yanxiao. Shen Yanxiao could even clearly remember that the uncle who fell to the wall had enthusiastically given her two hot steamed buns.

The pure and honest smile of the villagers seems to be still in sight, but they can never wake up.

Shen Yanxiao's brow wrinkled, although she always felt that the village was very different, but she was very difficult to resent the villagers.

The dark side of time, she has seen countless, but still cherish those positive things.

The more valuable things are, the more precious they are.

Shen Yanxiao’s heart was a bit heavy, and she only knew when she saw Suzaku, what happened in this small village!

Soon, Shen Yanxiao found Suzaku after a broken thatched cottage.

Suzaku's little body squatted on the wall, staring excitedly at somewhere.

Shen Yanxiao walked over, and the little phoenix lying on the head of Suzaku immediately discovered her appearance and cheerfully moved her wings.

Suzaku turned to look at Shen Yanxiao, who made a silent sly, and then smacked her white and tender fingers.

Shen Yanxiao frowned, went to the side of Suzaku, followed the view of Suzaku, looking far away.

Nine uncles were stunned by his back, standing not far away, and his body was scarred. He gasped with a big mouth and relied on his cane to support his body.

Opposite the Nine Uncle, it is a young boy of about 13 years old. He is very exquisite and handsome. Although he is still young, he can see that he will grow into a beautiful young boy in the future. Unfortunately, this little boy Xiaomei’s handsome face has no trace of expression. It’s hard to see any slight fluctuations in his cold eyes. He stands straight opposite the nine uncles, and his hands on both sides of his body are full of blood, red blood drops, along His fingertips dripped and fell on the two bodies lying on his feet.

The two bodies were the villagers in the village. The chests of the two men were born with a hole, and the heart that was taken out was pinched in the hands of the boy at this moment.

Shen Yanxiao has seen many world-class killers in previous lives. When people kill, the expression will not produce any slight fluctuations. The most important thing is the eyes. The eyes are the windows leading to the soul. Is the mood of one person? There are fluctuations, mainly to see the eyes, even the top killers, it is difficult to really feel nothing, but the beautiful young man in front of him, but the eyes are like a layer of frost, there is no change.

"Who is that little devil?" Shen Yanxiao rarely sees such a smashing person, and the age of the other person seems to be about the same age as her body. So young, actually can be so hot, it is It's hard to imagine.