Chapter 150 The wind shakes, and the flower falls

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Peanut fish, fish raw flowers, countless flowers are born behind the fish, and countless flowers are born behind a fish. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The one-eyed fish was originally a light red existence, and it looked very inconspicuous in a red field, but even if it was inconspicuous, it was like the sun in Xia He's eyes.

Of course, it didn't mean any warmth, but even if it was a flower hidden in a red flower as hot as fire, it still exuded a biting cold.

No matter how hot it is, as long as it is used to kill, it will always be bitterly cold.

It was also the so-called cold of murderous and murderous mixture.

The cold brought by the murderous aura will always make people extremely sober, so Xia He is very sober, even if he is holding his most beloved sister in his arms, even if his sister who rarely cries is crying now, he is also very calm.

Calm enough that he could draw the knife that fell to the ground at any moment and pierce the one-eyed fish hidden in the red flowers.

Of course, Yin Huai was also very calm at this time, not only because of the cold breath, but also because he knew that he was still far from the so-called danger.

He also saw the fish, and he was ready to take the knife to kill the fish at any time, speaking of which, Yin Huai really knew that he would never be able to raise his hand to kill the fish again.

But he still wanted to try, if Xia didn't do it.

He really couldn't find a reason, Xia He didn't do it, so Xia He really did it.

Xia He moved, and it was only one hand that moved, the hand that caressed Xiao Lian's fragrant shoulder, the so-called movement was not a movement used to kill fish, but a movement to appease.

He stroked Xiao Pian's back, very distressed, very pity, and very slow.

Little Mercy understood what he meant.

But it doesn't mean that she wants to obey him.

Besides, the knife shuttled through the figure after the rain and when it came back, it fell to the ground.

Xiao Ren was able to pick it up from the ground very easily, and it seemed that she had met her brother, and it didn't seem so difficult for her to pick up the knife as well.

Xiao Lian was carrying a knife, it was just a knife, but in Xiao Lian's hand, it could only show that her hand was very small, such a small hand should not hold such a knife, maybe it would hold a drawing pen, maybe it should be a corner of the osmanthus cake, maybe it should be a little bit of red to wipe on the little face.

Anyway, that little hand shouldn't have held a knife in the first place.

Just like Xiao Pian's cute and pitiful little face, there should be no blood on it, and there should be no anger.

Xia He hopes that his sister's face will always be a smile, such a naughty and cute smile.

So, he easily snatched the knife from the little hand and grabbed it in his hand.

His hands weren't big, but they were bigger than those of Little Pity.

He's not very old, but he's still older than Xiao Lian.

Although his hands are not suitable for holding a knife, they are more suitable than Xiao Lian.

Although his age is not suitable for killing, he is more suitable than Xiao Pian.

"Well, I'll leave this kind of thing to ...... to kill"

Xia He's voice paused and continued.

"Just leave it to a man. ”

So, he decided to kill himself, either by killing people or by killing fish like people.

The cold light rises again, and behind the cold light are countless winds, gray winds, all kinds of gray winds.

And in front of the cold light, there is a knife that can kill people and fish.

As for the hands that were not fit to kill, and the little girl who was not fit to kill was gone.

Just outside the road, where the figure before me stood.

There are no safflowers there, and there are no red fish.

Precisely because there is nothing, there is no danger either.

Xia He didn't look back, because he knew that someone would look back for him, and someone would take care of it for him, not only now, but maybe in the days to come.

Xia He didn't feel sad, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and with the richness of the smile, the wind behind Xia He was even stronger, and the knife in his hand was even colder.

Yin Huai also did what Xia He thought, supported his body, walked to Xiao Lian's side, and stepped on the remains of the red flower that was blown by the wind behind Xia He, and his eyes were also glowing, cold, and cold.

Even the old horse consciously walked to Xiao Lian's side, even if it was still hot enough to bloom another red flower, it still struggled to get to Xiao Lian's side. It also wants to try to protect this hateful cute little girl around him who can't help but feel pity.

The knife rises again, the wind rises again.

The safflower falls, and the saffron road is thousands of miles.

Yin Huai and Lao Ma worked hard to cut and eat countless reds on the way, but that kind of red did not grow from the ground, but the red that fell from the sky, and what fell was the petals, the broken petals, and the lifeless red.

The one-eyed anchovy was hidden in the countless red flowers and disappeared again.

But the red flower behind it was blown by countless winds and blown into countless petals.

There are more flowers on the road, but they are not only covered in red.

The wind left its mark on those red flowers, which were gray.

Like a paper that burns and burns out, gray shrouds the red flowers, as if covered with a faint gray mist.

That's good, at least that red one-eyed anchovy wouldn't be so easy to hide in such a gray fog.

Xia He was satisfied, but he still wanted to find the one-eyed fish because he also wanted to leave more time for his sister.

He also wanted to say more to his sister, and he wanted to tell the silent but sincere teenager.

That's not too much time.

However, his own time was running out, so in order to have more time, he had to make it shorter, shorter.

It's better to have only a moment, a moment is enough to stab the knife into the cunning anchovy, so that the one-eyed anchovy that liked to swim in the water and flowers a hundred years ago becomes a fish that can't swim in the water and can't swim in the flowers.

Only dead fish do not swim in the water.

As a result, there was only red flowers and no green grass, and only gray wind and no blue sky were blowing on the grassland.

It's a big wind.

Huhu came from the north, and thunder came from the land from which he came.

The sound of the wind turned into thunder.

The raindrops turned to gray mist.

Then countless flowers were uprooted, and the roots that had to be cut off by Yin Huai raised the knife high and then fell heavily to cut off the knife were vulnerable in the wind.

In front of Xia He, those flowers were really vulnerable.

The only one who really deserved to hit it was the one-eyed anchovy.

So, where is the anchovy?

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Good luck to you.