Chapter 22 I never save people, only kill people

Author: Luo Wuxiao

Chapter 22 I never save people, only kill people

"He's not worthy yet." Shen Tangluo's delicate lips parted slightly, with carelessness in her brows and eyes.

When she opened her mouth to say these four words, her childish face was as cold as frost, and a cold light flashed in her dark eyes.

Nangong Mo was startled, and the expression on his face was astonishment.

Not worthy?

She thought that she had been accustomed to observing people's emotions since she was a child, but now she could not guess the meaning of a simple sentence from a girl younger than herself.

The little girl in front of her gave her the feeling that there was no trace of the innocence that a ten-year-old should have.

There always seemed to be an air of indifference and coldness about her, as if she had a depth that had gone through half a lifetime of ups and downs.

Nangong Mo couldn't help but take a few steps back, inexplicably feeling that the air around him had become thinner, and he felt an invisible pressure.

"Then who are you?" She asked again with timid eyes. She wanted to know why her mother would kill a little girl.

The hatred in the mother cannot come for no reason, it can only be a threat to her from the little girl in front of her.

In Xuanling Palace, no one except the father dares to go against the mother's wishes, and no one can make the mother afraid.

Obviously, this little girl's origins are not simple.

Who is that woman named Shen Qianyan?

Why did you send her here?

"Shen Tangluo."

Shen Tangluo curled his lips slightly, stood up with a calm expression, put his hands on the back of his neck, moved his sore neck, and stretched.

Surname Shen?

Nangong Mo's beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, vaguely understanding, yet seemingly not understanding.

During the day, when her mother mentioned Shen Qianyan's name, the hatred surging in her eyes was not her imagination.

Nangong Mo suddenly raised his head, his timid eyes filled with seriousness, "I am from Xuanling Palace, my mother did that to you, why did you save me?"

Shen Tangluo would be beaten with bruises all over his body and thrown into the ghost forest to be fed to wolves. It was his mother who did it.

Mother hated Shen Qianyan, so she also hated everyone related to Shen Qianyan.

Undoubtedly, Shen Tangluo should be standing on the opposite side of Xuanling Palace, and that is what she should do.

Could it be that the trivial and useless thing she sent to her last night made her feel unbearable.

Shen Tangluo felt a sharp tingling sensation on her left wrist. She stared at her wrist with her eyebrows raised for a moment when she heard Nangong Mo ask such a stupid question.

In her previous life, she was considered a ruthless god of murder, and a cold-blooded devil that everyone in the world wanted to beat.

Where does the word "rescue" appear on her body?

Does that count as rescuing people?

Shen Tangluo raised his eyes slightly, met Nangong Mo's serious eyes, and sneered in his heart.

From the bottom of her heart, she denied that she would save people, and immediately frowned and said, "Save you? You are overthinking it. I never save people, I only kill people."

Nangong Mo was stunned again, looking blankly at the little girl with a strong look on her face.

It is no exaggeration to describe it. Shen Tangluo's pair of curved eyebrows and smile are so beautiful that in an instant, the sky and the earth can be eclipsed, and the sun and the moon can be dimmed.

But at this moment, she was speaking frightening words.

Just when Nangong Mo was about to say something to refute, he heard Shen Tangluo sneer and speak, with a fierce and cold look in his eyes.

"Yin Su wants to kill someone and silence her, but I won't let her get her way."

"Saving you...maybe it doesn't count."

Also, she doesn't want to owe anyone anything, and she has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges.

Her cold voice floated in the air. She was so close, but somehow, Nangong Mo felt that it was far away and profound.

"Let's go," Shen Tangluo took the lead and walked towards the sunny wooden house. "From the moment you wake up, you should understand that restraining yourself and reducing your sense of presence will not make you worry-free in your life. .”

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Mo's usually timid eyes suddenly turned sharp, and he subconsciously clenched the little hand in his sleeve.
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