Chapter 13 Section 4

What a beautiful maple forest. The bright red juice seems to be full from the discarded stem, drooling and hanging on the tip of the leaf. Full of trees, full of leaf tips. When the bleak autumn wind blew, bloody red spots fell all over the ground. A little boy with vivid eyes was walking on the poetic red dots on the ground, looking at the corpse he created with his own hands, humming a song without meaning.Holding a pair of trembling yellow cats in his hands, the little boy staggered towards the place of the last words. There are mountains of corpses. Like a broken mountain. On the blood-colored maple tree with teeth and claws hanging, there are death silk threads that cannot be discerned by the naked eye. Broken bone foam and meat juice are still stuck to the silk thread, which is the most vivid portrait of the dead.Mess.

The only one who can speak is the little boy's biological sister. "You... since when have you... started planning... this matter..." Feng Dan stood crookedly under the maple tree, his body was completely entangled by piano wires that seemed to be absent. The strings are intertwined and cannot be untied at all. The only way to solve the predicament is to use hard qigong to forcibly split the strings. However, Feng Dan's air pocket has already been smashed by her own brother's finger, and the sea of ​​​​qi has flowed thousands of miles. Difficult. More than a dozen steel wires were tied to the treetops, hanging, hanging.

As long as Feng Dan falls suddenly, she will be cut into dozens of pieces of bone and flesh that are difficult to identify by the tangled piano wires, so she has to work hard to support her body, not daring to lose her mind. "Good sister, what's the use of saying this now? Why don't you undo the seal of your civet while you're conscious, so that I can make the best use of it." The little boy smiled innocently, holding A little yellow cat shivering with fear. "You... don't you want... to violate the fighting principles of the hunter... the life hunter...?" Feng Dan was indignant.

"Brother, I am willing to attack in advance. I secretly killed all four sisters, not to mention defending a little yellow cat in the dead area. I said that the life hunter is also stupid. What cats do not hurt each other in the battle, alas, This is the sympathy that only the weak need." The little boy smiled.The blood-stained eyebrows were so red that they were about to burn. "You...if you..." Feng Dan glared angrily. "Forget it, I'm just talking to you about the pen." The little boy shook his head gracefully: "If you really believe that I will exchange terms with you, it will really make you die." With a pinch of the hand, the little yellow cat Two pieces of his spine were instantly shattered and he fell to the ground.

The little yellow cat only had the strength to scream. It didn't die, but it was destined to be paralyzed for life. Feng Dan was full of grief and howled crazily. The civet, who had been with him day and night for several years, became paralyzed like a waste.Before long, there will be all kinds of predators in this mountain forest, tearing it up and swallowing it alive. "I'll untie the civet! Quickly use the magic hand inside to rejuvenate her!" Feng Dan roared with the remaining strength, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes were like snakes swimming. So, the little boy handed the fainted little yellow cat to Feng Dan. Feng Dan endured the pain of deep cuts, and reached out to release the curse seal on the little amaranth cat, so that the sealed fate could be released. Used by other life hunters.

Feng Dan watched as the little boy took out the fates from the yellow civet one by one, and transferred them to his red civet without hindrance. His movements were round and round, like Mozart, the god of music tapping the keys. — What a genius. Among the successors of the Feng family, every hundred years there will be a genius who can't afford it. His talents in spells, lines, and life-hunting skills even surpass the descendants of the Wu family who the elders have always favored. This genius younger brother who can easily play with his fate between his fingers is rather this monster who lives only in a hundred years.

Talent is a monster. Human nature is also a monster. "Why...do you do this?" Feng Dan tried hard to recall that innocent and carefree younger brother. "Fate." The little boy replied concisely and forcefully, wiping the fiery red blood from his eyebrows. Yes, no one knows fate better than a life hunter, and believes in fate more. Also, obey fate. The fate of the Feng family was originally doomed to be very tragic. The couple of the Feng family gave birth to quadruplet daughters in one go, but unexpectedly gave birth to the only male in the next year.It is destined that after many years, these flesh and blood brothers will face the dead end of cruelty to each other, killing four and leaving one.

However, there is no tragic fight on the 18th birthday at all. When the little boy was a baby the size of a palm, he overheard the secret of the life hunter's curse in his mother's womb. Since then, he has planted the seeds of secrets in the city and poured the soup of fear. As he grows older, the secrets are finally intertwined, tightly distorting the little boy's expectations of human nature. Therefore, the little boy hid his abilities so deeply that no one would realize how much he really wanted...to kill someone! On this special day, the little boy took advantage of his father's wind to travel far away to try to join the elder guardian group, and with all his might, he launched a tragic surprise attack on the four sisters who had a good heart, and trapped the four sisters who had no knowledge of it. In his carefully arranged silk array, he killed them one by one in a game-like manner.

Before each sister died, he laughed at him to his heart's content. "All my sister's fate is entrusted to me." The little boy said, tightening his fingers, crushing the yellow civet's spine again, and said: "I still think that following lies is a perverted conservative mentality of the weak. " The yellow civet fell heavily, Feng Dan screamed in pain. The little boy stretched out his hand to hold Feng Dan's crying head, and pressed hard. There was a lot of noise.Puff puff puff. Drenched the little boy with a flute of fishy smell. The life hunter has many legends.

The legend belonging to the little boy is a terrifying secret. No intimidation from congratulators, no painful choices from parents. There is only one-sided, cruel squeeze on family affection. The little boy's name is Fengyu. A genius who has been proven once in a hundred years by a life hunter. He deceived himself, and with the most terrifying elegance and obsession, he swept away every powerful enemy he encountered in his life! 〖Sleep without period Fate: Destiny Survival: none Symptoms: The host's sleep time is getting longer and longer, from a full day of sweet sleep to a week of drowsiness, and finally calculated according to the length of the season, sleeping in the dark.The legendary tortoise breath Dafa.

Traits: There is a saying among life hunters that "sleep without period" is a kind of fate that is lazy and immortal; but there are also life hunters who believe that "sleep without period" can perfectly cover the energy of the host, Waiting for some unknown chance, the host's life form may mutate during the process of nephrification, or even become immortal in one fell swoop (the best evidence is that the host often has signs of rejuvenation during the long-term life, such as white Darkening of hair, thinning of skin, etc.) Evolution: None〗