Chapter 107: The Maiden Anri Oto

  She wept, buried in his arms, her whole body surging with an unstoppable murderous aura, a terrifying breath that crawled out of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

  Pure and bloody intertwined.

  Su Jin was taken aback and hugged her small body: "It's okay, baby don't be angry, I had a fight with someone."

  He gently wiped away her tears, stroking her soft hair, his treasure, what had she gone through all these years to develop such an aura.

  "Who is it?" Milo's voice was trembling with a softness that had never been heard before, yet carried an unprecedented chill.

  "The man who hurt Xue Er three years ago." He held her tightly, burying his head in her hair, "Don't kill him, trust me, I'll handle it well."

  He didn't want to see her hands stained with blood again, he thought he would never forget the previous scene.

  Milo's small white hand somehow produced a dagger and stabbed it into the abdomen of the woman who had cursed her, blood splashing everywhere, while she continued to smile sweetly.

  Looking into his eyes, they were still clear and calm, seemingly not afraid that her killing would evoke fear in him. He knew she wasn't indifferent, but rather completely unaware that killing was a surprising thing to do.

  At that time, he was shocked and his eyes turned red for some reason.

  What is it that can make a simple and kind little girl kill someone without changing her expression?

  What kind of environment cultivated her habit of killing people at will.

  The killer of the M organization, how much training that is worse than death must he undergo? He didn't know, and he also didn't dare to imagine.

  "Jing, I believe you, but don't hurt yourself."

  Milo said seriously, looking up to see that his mouth was bruised and purple with blood, and tears were welling up in his eyes again.

  Su Jin hastily took out her handkerchief to help her wipe it clean, then took out the candy she had prepared for Miluo Ke from her pocket and gently coaxed her.

  The worry between his eyebrows faded away, replaced by a faint warmth and gentleness, just like the boy who stood in front of her with a thin but strong body in the orphanage years ago.

  He is the prince who walked out of the comic book, handsome and gentle beyond imagination.

  Milo gazed blankly, then tiptoed and kissed the corner of his lips, took over the candy, and burst into a satisfied smile.

  The school's centenary celebrations were equivalent to a grand commercial banquet in high society, except that the participants were all young people.

  The ladies of the wealthy families are dressed in a dignified and beautiful manner, with every detail including hairstyles and accessories carefully arranged by designers.

  Gathered together to discuss which coffee shop is good, what auctions are like, or talk about some business knowledge and gossip from the wealthy families, with elegant demeanor, civilized speech, and good manners on full display.

  Well-trained waiters in uniform carried trays as they wove through the crowd, and the grand hall with its resplendent decorations had also been specially decorated by professionals today.

  Chu Yan Sheng, although a new transfer student and an "outsider", is elegant in speech and humor. He skillfully resolves many awkward situations when talking to people, leaving them with dignity. With his good looks, his smile is captivating. In the midst of Qingying's many wealthy young ladies, he is still very popular, and most people like to get close to such a gentleman.

  Chu Yan Sheng was attending a grand ball in high society for the first time, and he wouldn't miss this opportunity to make connections with the nobles. He blended into the circle with his most perfect demeanor, chatting enthusiastically with them even before the dance had officially begun.

  But behind the scenes is another story.

  "Hello, Sister Kuang." Xiao Fengxue nodded in greeting towards Kuang Nai Xin, who was wearing a pale blue evening gown.

  Kuang Nai-xin was slightly surprised to see her, then immediately understood the reason, pointing to a door behind him and smiling warmly: "Xiao classmate, are you here to find Jiang Jiang? He's practicing in the back."

  "Uh-huh, thank you." She also nodded with a smile and walked away towards the back.

  "Senior!" Xiao Fengxue had just pushed open the door when Yang Jiang's eyes caught a glimpse of that white figure, and his eyes lit up as he put down the tool in his hand and ran over. "Senior, you look especially beautiful today."

  Xiao Fengxue only planned to come and watch Yang Jiang's performance, after which she would leave, so she just changed into a formal dress and made some slight adjustments. Her absolutely beautiful face still didn't have any makeup on it, and her elegant demeanor paired with the white evening gown made her look even more ethereal. The whole image was as if she had walked out of a painting.

  She smiled with a slight curve of her lips and rubbed the little boy's head, "Jiang Jiang is also very pretty today."

  Upon hearing this, Little Zhengtai's face suddenly turned red, and he gently brushed away the hand on his head, looking embarrassed as he scratched his head: "Wh-what are you talking about? Boys can't be described as pretty... And also, sis, you can't touch my head, it'll stunt my growth."

  Seeing him like this, Xiao Fengxue couldn't help but laugh out loud and covered his hair with her hand, rubbing it vigorously.

  The protest was in vain, and Yang Jiang Xiao Zhengtai could only suffer at the hands of the old witch.

  But the next moment a loud and forceful shout rang out: "Let him go! Don't touch my Jiangjiang!"

  Xiao Fengxue was taken aback, and she noticed that Yang Jiang's body in front of her had stiffened, his hair standing on end. Before she could react, the little boy spoke quickly, saying "Sister, sorry, I have something to do, I'll leave first," then he rushed towards the men's restroom with a "whoosh".

  The snowflakes of the willow and the locust trees were scattered in the wind, and the footsteps sounded behind him. Suddenly, his shoulder was patted: "Hey! Who are you? What did you just do to Jiangjiang?"

  She turned back, and the other party saw her face clearly again, followed by a strange cry. Then, Xiao Fengxue witnessed the fastest change of face in history.

  The little woman who was just about to scold and fight a moment ago suddenly turned into a gentle lady in front of her at lightning speed.

  Her hands were elegantly placed on her abdomen, the girl smiled sweetly, her cheeks slightly red, and under Xiao Fengxue's astonished gaze, she gave a 90-degree bow, her posture perfectly flawless: "Hello, Senior Xiao, you're so beautiful today that it's beyond description. My name is An Linyin, we just met yesterday, do you still remember me? Are you here to find someone in the backstage? Is there anything I can help you with?"

  That one is called gentle voice and elegant demeanor, civilized and polite, just like a well-educated noble lady from the medieval royal family.

  Xiao Feng's eyes twitched at the corner, and he asked: "Is it An Liyin?"

  "Mmm." The girl's fluffy head nodded vigorously, her bright eyes sparkling like crystal chandeliers.

  Under the girl's scorching gaze, she said faintly: "I think... you stepped on your own hem."

  "Ah?" An Liyin was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, and with a loud thud accompanied by a sharp cry, she fell to the ground.

  Xiao Fengxue: "......"

  She was just kind enough to remind her so she wouldn't trip and fall later, but unexpectedly this little girl's movements were too big and it still ended up being a mess...

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  Thank you Xīn Lín Kǎi Hào for a monthly ticket, babies are really powerful, touching