Chapter 113

For a while, for another time, in combination with the special dim lights and half light and half darkness here, the atmosphere is unspeakable gloomy and weird.

Yechen coldly swept the wailing yeyutang on the ground, and saw that he was in a mess. His legs were stiff and twisted in a strange way. When he lifted his eyebrows, his lips flashed a few threads of cold. He did his own evil. He deserved it!

At the same time, he was also slightly shocked by Ning Ning’s coldness. It’s not surprising that an adult would do such a thing. After all, he was used to the bloodbath and was used to killing, which did not scare him.

But if the hand is moved by a seven year old child, the effect is obviously amazing.

What do ordinary seven year olds do after mommy’s death?