Feng Lingluo said happily, and then handed the whistle that had been holding in his hand to Feng Lingjing.

After Feng Lingjing got the whistle, she happily held it all the time, and kissed Feng Lingluo several times.

Feng Lingluo's heart was also sweet, but there was still some discomfort, this discomfort, as if she had lost something that had been lost for a long time and suddenly returned to her side.

"Sister, you are so good, I will not let my sister suffer when I grow up, I must protect my sister well!" Feng Lingjing clenched his fists, and his little face was resolute and resolute......

Feng Ling fell in front of her eyes, and suddenly a bloody picture appeared.

A ten-year-old child with a broken arm and empty eyes was lying on the ground, and the whole ground was covered with blood.

Feng Lingluo's heart was suffocated, and the huge pain made Feng Lingluo hug Feng Lingjing tightly.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Feng Lingjing tilted her head and asked worriedly, today's sister is very strange.

"I don't know......" Feng Lingluo shook her head, and the picture in her mind suddenly disappeared, leaving only unwarranted sadness.

"This kid ......" Dad shook his head helplessly, and hurriedly sandwiched a chopstick dish for Feng Lingluo.

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In this way, Feng Lingluo and their family lived happily for a while.

Until one day, after Feng Lingluo returned home from school, she saw that her uncle had stolen all their property, and her old house was also burned down by her uncle.

Feng Lingluo was very frightened, and just wanted to step forward to grab her uncle and call the police, she was slapped by her uncle and her head was dizzy, and her eyes were dark, and she fell to the ground in a daze.

When Feng Lingluo woke up again, the old mansion had burned to the ground and only the outline remained, wisps of white smoke were still emitting on the ground, and the air was filled with the choking smell of fireworks.

And her parents also slept next to her.

Feng Lingluo quickly understood that her parents did not come out, but were burned like this.

The people around them all looked at them pointingly, and they were still talking about something.

Their voices are very loud, even if Feng Lingluo doesn't want to hear them anymore, they can hear them clearly.

It turned out that her parents had seized control of the old mansion, so they were punished by God.

This Feng Lingluo knows, but the control of the old mansion depends on the ability.

Only by mastering eighteen kinds of musical instruments can you get the control of the old mansion and be eligible to inherit all the famous instruments of the old mansion.

Her uncle knew only fifteen musical instruments, while his father knew twenty-five, and he was the one who inherited the old mansion.

And her uncle couldn't get the old house, so he had to destroy the old house, and after killing her parents, he had to burn the old house.

Feng Lingluo didn't dare to think about it, but turned to look at the group of people, hoping that they could help.

"Uncle and aunt, can you help me make a call, my parents ......"

Before he finished speaking, a person pushed Feng Lingluo away.

"You wild seed, your parents did such a immoral thing and still want us to save him, it's better to die!"

"It's just that this kind of shameless child must follow his parents, and when he grows up, he must be the kind of impostor villain......"

"My dad doesn't have it at all, the old mansion was earned by his hard work and his own skills, you are the villain......" Feng Ling cried, pointing at them and scolding.

"Humph!" The man snorted disdainfully, then took out a wad of paper from his arms and threw it on Feng Lingluo's face.