The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 1292: Test of Guard of the Silver Moon (9)

In the empty little shed, there was only a small wooden table, and a censer rose slowly.

The Aura is sweet and sweet, and it drains away from the nose.

Shen Yan Xiao looked at this strange decoration and narrowed his eyes slightly.

A sound of water droplets echoed from the ear.

The picture in front of me is blurred in a moment.

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It's night, silent, Shen Yanxiao is standing on the empty street, watching the high-rise buildings on both sides of the road, the wind of the winter is blowing, like a sharp blade, ruthlessly scraping away every part of her body分 温度。 Points temperature.

The skinny body is tightly wrapped in thin clothes, the wind is raging, and her face is frozen and pale.

Hunger spreads all over her, and already doesn't know how long she hasn't eaten.

The city shrouded in darkness is silent.

She stood there alone, looking at the empty street.

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"The little things are a bit capable, if you don't want to starve, I will give you a chance."

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"Life or death, look at your own good fortune."

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"The task is done well, but you have wasted ten minutes and hit."

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The picture in front of me is like a marquee lamp in my soul. Every page flashes, every scene makes Shen Yan Xiao's back chill.

That was her past life, a stray starving to death, until she was brought back by the organization, she thought that she finally saw the hope of life, but found that it was only the beginning of a nightmare.

Theft, killing, death ...

She struggled to survive in hell, watching her friends dying one by one, she was soaked in warm blood, and looked coldly at the target falling under her feet.

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"You steal, you must learn how to steal someone's life."

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When her hands were covered with blood, she learned to steal everything.

Money, jewelry ... life.

She is no longer the first steal in the organization, she has become a sharp sword to steal lives.

But she only wants to admit that she is a thief ...

Yanjian's past, back to his mind, Shen Yanxiao was awake in the sound of gas.

She was still in a small shed, and there was only a wooden table and the incense burner emitting smoke in front of her.

"Damn, it's such a test, it's really boring." Shen Yanxiao took a deep breath, never looked at the incense burner again, turned around, and walked towards the shed.

The determination of the nature of the mind turned out to be using the incense to evoke the most unfortunate memories deep in their souls, whether it was a breakdown or a calm face. This is the result of the test.

Shen Yanxiao stepped out of the shed, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the breeze was blowing. In front of her eyes, she could not see the high-rise building made of reinforced concrete, but only a piece of green covered the eyes.

Shen Yanxiao's mouth slightly evoked a smile.

The Elves are very smart. Many of the measurement items added by the Guardians of the Silver Moon come from pollution. Only with a firm heart can we resist the negative emotions from pollution to the greatest extent.

However, all this is meaningless to Shen Yanxiao.

She has experienced **** in already. What else can she face in this world?

Looking at the elf standing outside the shed, Shen Yanxiao asked as usual: "Did I pass?"

The elf looked at Shen Yanxiao in amazement. He knew what the determination of the mind was. Every elf who had performed the measurement before was very ugly.

But Shen Yanxiao's face was very calm.

"You passed."