Chapter 7 Awakened a hundred years after the fall of the Great Viet

As soon as he said this, the bandits, who had split into two teams, suddenly quarreled even more.

Lin Yueqing couldn't help but smile helplessly when he heard this ridiculous infighting, and turned around and beckoned to Yun Kite.

Yun Yuan looked at the young lady who was waving to her, and walked over obediently with a blank face.

"Knives!" Lin Yueqing's chin lifted slightly, pointing at the short knife at her feet.

"Oh...... Oh! ”

Yun Kite turned around and hurriedly picked up the short knife and stepped forward quickly.

"Miss, you...... You're alright! Yun Kite faced Lin Yueqing, who looked calm and resolute in front of him, and asked cautiously tentatively, "Also, Miss, when did you learn kung fu!" ”

Lin Yueqing didn't answer her question, picked up the long knife of the big master, his eyes swept over Yun Kite's face, and swept towards the person on the ground with a blue face.

"Look at him!" Leaving only three words, Lin Yueqing disappeared in a flash.

After a while, the bald second master had a blue nose and swollen face, and collapsed beside the big boss.

A group of small minions and bandits also wore colors, and the swords in their hands were all broken, and they all knelt in a row.

Yun Kite's eyes were firmly fixed on the young lady who was slowly standing with her hands behind her back, and her expression was in a trance.

Lin Yueqing felt Yun Kite's gaze, and she glanced up and down with her sideways eyes.

The eyebrows are delicate, the skin is a little yellow, and he is holding a knife in one hand, staring at her motionlessly.

She hadn't felt this kind of straightforward snooping for a long, long time, except for Adu, no one in the entire Dayue dared to look at her like this.

"See what?" She said with some displeasure, a hint of intimidation in her eyes.

Yun Kite was shocked by this scene just now, and hurriedly tightened the knife in his hand, smiling unnaturally on his face.

This is by no means her young lady, although this eyebrow, this mouth, and this body have not changed at all, but she knows that even if her young lady lives for a hundred years, she will not be able to live such a contemptuous bearing.

The person in front of her didn't look like a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl at all, but very much like the man she had seen on the tower of Linjun City.

Yun Kite looked at the young lady with a completely different expression before and after, and a question gradually arose in her heart!

Since Miss was knocked unconscious, she has always been in front of her, but she is obviously lying like this, and she has not moved even once, so there will be no case of falling out of the bag, and the person in front of her .......

Yun Kite's eyes looked at the smoke-filled barren forest around her and the faintly visible remnants of the ruins in the forest, and suddenly remembered the strange and strange painting books that the young lady used to talk about, and thought of the terrible stories of the spirits possessed, she couldn't help but take two steps back quickly, and the cold sweat behind her gradually came out.

Lin Yueqing saw that Yun Kite was distracted, and his brows frowned unconsciously.

"Ask me, who sent them?" Saying that, Lin Yueqing disliked the blood-stained knife, patted the dust on his hands, and walked towards a flat mountain rock in the forest.

The rows of kneeling bandits timidly peeked at the little girl who suddenly seemed to have changed people, and saw her slowly sitting on the stone, one hand on the broken monument next to the stone, and the other hand loosely in front of her, her face could not be seen clearly under the wrong moonlight, but there was an indescribable majesty and faint desolation, as if the statue of the god in the broken temple was covered with spider silk and dust, sacred and solemn but desolate and desolate.

Lin Yueqing is no longer that Lin Yueqing, Yueqing is no longer that Yueqing, Lin Yueqing never thought that she would die like this, just like Yueqing, she never thought that she could wake up, in this place where she was buried, with a pain and hatred that had nowhere to vent, she woke up a hundred years after the demise of Dayue.

She sighed slightly, raised her eyes to look at Haoyue in the sky, and her eyes swept to the group of people who were looking at her, and she couldn't help but straighten her body with her eyes.

The group of bandits felt the eyes of the little girl, and immediately lowered their heads in unison, only Yun Kite still looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in the faint mist with strange eyes.

The figure that makes people unable to move their eyes is obviously less than ten zhang away, but there is a kind of alienation that is like a world away, which suddenly makes her feel that the weird and ruthless young lady in front of her who woke up is less terrifying and treacherous, and more distressing Cen Lonely.