In the capital of Lan Yiguo in the middle of the night, all places were unusually silent, and after a day and a night of slaughtering babies, everyone was tired, crying, and there were not a few who committed suicide.

A black gas surged into the pile of the baby's corpse like a coiling dragon, and a three-year-old child who was not good-looking, covered in blood, suddenly opened his eyes, and in the dim night, a pair of dark but cold eyes suddenly opened.

After a long time, Leng Yuetian eased up, digesting all the memories of this strange body.

Raising his hand weakly, he could tell by the darkness that he had shrunk and crossed.

The cold moon tilt is a waste of the Leng family.

Cowardly, ignorant, and even a little stupid, a waste, magic, fighting energy, spiritual power, and even the basic qi vitality that a two-year-old child can condense can't do, it can be said that he is a person who is waste to the bones and goes to the soul.

Everyone said she couldn't live to adulthood.

Everyone disdained her, her mother died early, her father ignored her and even hoped that there would never be this daughter.

There are many wives and concubines in the family, and there are many 'brothers and sisters' of their own, who are oppressed every day, and they are not even as good as slaves.

This time the King of the Night is about to be born, and the four kingdoms - Lan Yi Country, Xue Yi Country, Fire Ye Country, and Lan Dynasty Country.

On the same day, it was ordered that minors, both men and women, be slaughtered.

Nobles can kill only one bloodline.

Sure enough, Mu Xuehu, who is famous in the country, was naturally pushed out.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes - a good nobleman, a good Lan Yiguo, and a good Mu family.

Slowly stood up from the pile of corpses, the clothes on his body were already in tatters, and his hands and feet came out of the pile of corpses neatly.

Fearing that the corpses would be contagious, the Imperial Monarch decided to burn the corpses in the wilderness tomorrow.

The nobles were still in a relatively clean place, but Leng Yuetian was mixed with the children of ordinary peasants.

All the children are unwilling, greedy, and fearful.

Walking slowly, the wound on his arm was bleeding profusely.

I touched my wrist and found that the ink moon chain was still in my hand, thinking that it was this ink moon chain that saved my life in the explosion before, so I didn't care about anything.

Walking into the nearest forest, if you change someone at will, it would be good not to be swallowed by fear in this oppressive place, but who is she Mu Xuehu?

is the killer queen of the dark night rankings, and she has long been accustomed to such loneliness.

When I came to the river, I didn't rush to drink water.

Squatting by the river, looking closely at the water.

What is not dangerous in these troubled times?

Eating a steamed bun will choke people to death.

Sure enough, if you look closely, there is a nearly transparent piranha inside, which is difficult to spot against the sand.

Mu Xuehu looked around, casually left a branch, stared at the water, plunged down, and a fish fell into his hand.

Unexpectedly, the fish that was pierced actually burned violently, Leng Yuetian reacted quickly and threw the branch to the side, and the fish stopped burning, and even stood up slowly.

Leng Yue was taken aback.

Is this fish an amphibian?

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Long legs all!

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Leng Yuetian quickly climbed the nearest tree to her, hid in it, and sure enough, all the piranhas in the water came ashore in twos and threes, and surrounded under the tree.

The cold light of the teeth is chilling.

If she continues like this, she will starve to death if she does not die, and die of cold on the tree!