Chapter 1292 (1/2)

”Lingling, you have friends. Can you buy me a drink?”

An old man with white hair came up and said with a smile.

”Five grandfathers, of course you can!”

The little girl said with a smile.

Xiaoshan village is really simple. Everyone has no idea. Her smile is very clean. Lu Ming can't help being infected. She takes milk tea and drinks it. It's very sweet.

”Big brother, is it good to drink?”

Asked the little girl, blinking her big eyes.

”Good drink!”

Lu Ming smiles.

”Thank you, big brother!”

The little girl showed a happy smile, skipping, the bells on the wrist and ankle, sounded a pleasant voice.

People in Xiaoshan village are very simple. Lu Ming's arrival attracts many people to watch. But most of them are honest and honest. Looking at Lu Ming's smile, his smile reveals the real flavor.

”I don't know what to test for this illusion?”

While drinking milk tea, Lu Ming's mind flashed an idea.

All of a sudden, there was a slight sound in the air. It was really light, just like a child, stabbing at Lu Ming with a sharp blade. The sound was very slight.

But Lu Ming's accomplishments are still clear.

It's Lingling. It's the little girl. A dagger appears in her hand and stabs Lu Ming's stomach.

At this time, the little girl who has half naive, face, is full of ferocious color.

”Kill!”

The little girl drinks and stabs Lu Ming straight.

As soon as Lu Ming retreats slightly, she avoids the attack of the little girl.

”Kill!”

Behind, cold drink rings, the little girl's mother, that kind young woman, now also full of ferocious face, holding a sword, stabbed at Lu Ming.

Then, on the right, the old man, the fifth grandfather of the little girl, was simple and honest before. At this time, he also took out a knife and chopped at Lu Ming.

Their strength is very small, very weak, like an ordinary villager, but it seems that one by one and Lu Ming have deep hatred, killing Lu Ming.

As soon as Lu Ming retreated at will, he avoided all the attacks.

But they do not refuse to kill Lu Ming.

”Kill!”

In addition to the little girls, other villagers also took out their weapons one by one and killed Lu Ming.

”What are you doing?”

Lu Ming drank.

But everyone said nothing, red eyes, kill to Lu Ming.

When Lu Ming retreats, they continue to kill Lu Ming.

Around the small mountain village, all the villagers are crazy and rush to Lu Ming. They want to kill Lu Ming. They stab and chop Lu Ming with all kinds of weapons.

Lu Ming avoids the attack and wants to get up in the air and leave here. However, he finds that he can't fly and is blocked by a force.

”Kill!”

More and more villagers are killing Lu Ming with red eyes.

Ring the bell!

The little girl Lingling rushes in the front, a dagger, specially stabs to Lu Ming's stomach.

Lu Ming dodged again and again, but the number of villagers was increasing and surrounded in all directions.

Lu Ming's eyes are getting colder and colder.

”I would not kill innocent people, but if you want to kill me, you will not be innocent. If you are an enemy, that is killing!”

”Kill!”

When Lu Ming utters a word of ”kill”, a long gun appears in Lu Ming's hand, and the gun's shadow is all over the sky.

Poof! Poof! ...

the first person to bear the brunt of the spear was the little girl, who was stabbed in the middle of her eyebrow and nailed to the ground.