Gong Yanmo pursed her thin lips and narrowed her eyes.

"Ah? Whose name did I call?" Feng Lingyan was a little curious.

"Think for yourself!" Gong Yanmo hit her on the head with the flute.

"Hmph, how can I guess? There are so many people... Yun Xinglie?" Feng Lingyan scratched her hair and tried to name one.

Gong Yanmo shook his head. His eyes were a little cold.[

"Heavenly Mirror Heart?"

Feng Lingyan thought of that cold sharpshooter.

Code name - Zero Zero Three, he is ruthless to everyone, but he loves her like a little sister.

"Humph! No." Gong Yanmo had a faint vein popping up on his forehead.

"Meng Tianxiao?" Feng Lingyan continued.

I remembered again the Ling Zero Ba who always looked like a scoundrel and laughed so much that everyone was celebrating.

He was obviously older than her, but he came in later than her. He was always pestering her and calling her "little senior sister" behind her. He was like brown candy and couldn't get rid of her.

She must have been dreaming about him just now.

Unexpectedly, his clinging skills became even better and he actually chased her into her dreams.

The fingers holding the dongxiao turned white, and Gong Yanmo's voice became colder: "That's not the case. Guess again!"

No? Who is that?

Feng Lingyan scratched her scalp: "That--is it Kate?"

The only foreigner in the Flame Organization, he assembles firearms as easily as a child playing with mud, and is as gentle and gentle as a doctor.

He kills people without batting an eyelid. A veritable god of death.
Chapter completed!