Although Fan Xian was only four years old on the outside, he was a mature soul on the inside, and the blood light and corpse on the first day he came to this world were firmly imprinted in his mind, so he had always had great uneasiness in his heart, knowing that his unclear life experience would one day bring trouble to himself.

It seems that this trouble has finally come today.

The sneak attack was unsuccessful, and naturally it was impossible to repeat the old trick, and he sobbed pitifully, trying to confuse the night walker, while he quickly turned his brain to find a way to escape.

If he called for help, the other party would definitely kill him in a very short time, and seeing that the other party did not make any action at this time, he was obviously stunned by his random "Dad".

Fan Xian's brain turned very fast, and when he saw that the sneak attack did not work, he relied on his innate advantage of being super young, looked at the night walker, and cried loudly: "Dad, Dad......"

While crying, I was extremely nervous and began to think about how I would escape.

"No need to pretend, Young Master Fan. The Night Walker's tone was indifferent, but there seemed to be no danger, "It seems that you are really smart enough to know how to protect yourself at such a young age, but you should know very well that I am not Lord Earl. ”

After saying this, the night walker compared the knife in his hand, and then leaned towards the four-year-old Fan Xian.

Fan Xian's face was still innocent and flawless, but his heart contracted tightly, and he sobbed and said, "Who are you, uncle?"

"I was sent by your father to see you, so don't scream. ”

The night walker's eyes were slightly brown, looking a little ugly, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed his age, and the tone of his voice made Fan Xian directly think of the old grandfather who tricked the little girl into watching the goldfish.

But Fan Xian didn't show it, and still perfectly played the hint of panic, a little surprise, and a little anger that a four-year-old child should have.

"You're not a dad!"

Then he didn't seem to see the knife in the other party's hand, twisted his little buttocks, climbed onto the big bed, and muttered, "I don't know what Dad looks like." ”

Yīn, a night walker, smiled and walked over to the bed.

Suddenly, the little boy on the bed turned his head to look behind the night walker, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he exclaimed, "Mommy!"

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This is a very bad trick, and if anyone uses it, I am afraid that they will not deceive the night walker, after all, the other party is also a master in Kyoto who owns a real yàn room.

But it was a four-year-old boy who made this move, so the night walker believed it very simply, and as soon as he heard Fan Xian call his mother, the night walker's eyes showed an extremely shocked look, and he turned his head sharply to look back.

Behind him, of course, was the closed door and the thick night.

Bang!, a crunch sounded in the bedroom.

The night walker lay on the ground covered in blood.

Fan Xian held the half-broken porcelain pillow in his hand, looked at the guy on the ground with palpitations, checked the residual pillow in his hand, bit his teeth, raised his little arm, and smashed it towards the back of the other party's head.

This sound is a muffled sound, and the strength is extremely strong, even if this night walker is a generation of grandmasters, I am afraid that it will be difficult to wake up for a while and a half after suffering from this stuffy pillow.

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The voice of the big girl ring came from outside: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, sister, I broke a cup, let's get it again tomorrow. ”

"How can that work? What should I do if the young master's feet are pierced?"

"I'll get it tomorrow!"

Hearing that the young master, who had always been gentle, amiable, innocent and cute, had a rare temper, the girl closed her mouth and didn't say anything more.

Fan Xian walked back to the wardrobe, dragged out a winter quilt from it with difficulty, and then tore it with two fingers, tore the quilt into strips of cloth, twisted it, and tied up the unconscious night walker on the ground firmly.

Only then did he realize that his back was completely wet.

A trace of fear came to his heart - whether in the previous life or in this life, this was the first time he intended to kill someone, although he didn't know if he had killed the other party - he was too risky, if the other party was really a martial arts master, he would definitely have lost his life in the previous moment.

He reached under the masked black scarf of the night walker and tried it, and found that the other party was still breathing, and for some reason, Fan Xian's heart swelled with the idea of killing people.

Immediately, my heart sank, and I found that after I was reborn, it seemed that Xìng Ge had become much tougher, and he was so ruthless just now, and he didn't hesitate at all.

He didn't realize it himself, this was because in the heart of the child named Fan Xian now, he was already a person who had died once, and the rebirth of this life was extremely precious, so he didn't allow anyone to harm his life.

After being drunk, Fang knew that he was strong, and only after death did he know that his life was heavy, it was such a simple truth.

Holding the knife in his hand, after thinking about it again and again, Fan Xian still didn't make up his mind to kill the unconscious nightcrawler on the ground, and suddenly he thought of a person, with joy on his face, quietly pushed open the door, ran to the backyard and got out of the dog hole, and came to the outside of the grocery store on the corner opposite the Earl's Court.

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"Papa......" He knocked lightly on the door of the grocery store, the sound was very small, and it did not reach far away in the quiet late night of Lanzhou.

But Fan Xian knew that the person inside must be able to hear the knock on the door, although the other party had pretended not to know him for the past four years, but when it came to the end, Fan Xian could only think that this person could be trusted.

"Who?"

There was a bland voice from the grocery store, without a hint of emotion.

Fan Xian thought to himself that this person was really the same as when he was outside Kyoto, he spoke and did things in a straightforward manner, his eyes rolled twice, and he said softly: "I am Fan Xian." ”

Sure enough, as Fan Xian expected, the wooden door of the grocery store opened silently, and the blind boy stood at the door like a ghost, which frightened Fan Xian.

Fan Xian looked at the person in front of him who had sent him to the port of Tangzhou, looking at the black cloth on the other party's cheeks and eyes that didn't seem to have changed at all in the past four years, and was a little curious, wouldn't this person be old?

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