Princess Against the World

The girl in her arms seemed to have been unconscious, motionless, limp in his arms, making him unable to move, not knowing where to start.

Fortunately, Ling Luoyu quickly took over and put the **** the chair.

Feng Chenglin breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the man behind him.

At this moment, the person behind him also stood up straight, actually two heads taller than him.

Raising your hand, you can easily touch the beam.

At this moment, he stared at Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu fiercely, immediately raised his hand to the girl in the chair, and pointed at himself.

"Three young masters, he wants that girl..."

Ling Luoyu didn't care about what the other party wanted, but looked at the girl with strange eyes.

Feng Chenglin yelled twice in succession, but he didn't see her answer, and he turned his head to look strangely.

"Three young masters?"

Ling Luoyu seemed to be attracted by something and couldn't hear his voice at all.

Fengcheng Lin suddenly frowned--

There are really not many things that can attract Ling Luoyu to such an unsettled house!

"Three young masters?"

He was alert to the sudden attack of the tall man in front of him, while retreating to Ling Luoyu's side.

"What are you looking at?"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes slightly, as if waking up from a big dream, lifted his fingertips, and faintly pulled away the messy long hair covering the girl's face.

"What do you see?"

"……she was……"

Feng Chenglin's expression changed instantaneously. He looked at the girl incredible, then turned his head and looked at the tall man, then looked at Ling Luoyu.

"This...what's going on?"

In the candlelight, the girl's cheeks were circled with black stripes.

The lines spread into patterns, covering the forehead and under the neck.

With eyes drooping, he looked at the girl's hand.

The fingertips outside the sleeves are exposed, and the lines are like that.

But now, her face was covered with blood scabs, and the new blood flowing out of her head covered the blood scabs, forming new marks.

The new injuries overlap with the old ones, and when you look at it, it looks a bit crooked and weird.

"This girl...a good face is painted like this!?" He looked at the tall man with anger, "You are still not human, so how can you ruin the girl like this? Are you still letting her live? Why not kill her..."

For girls, what is more serious than disfigurement?

Destroying a girl like this is simply more cruel than life!

I really don't know what kind of person it would be to do this to a girl! ?

Da Gao turned a deaf ear to his yelling and didn't explain at all, but he still pointed his finger at the girl, expressionless.

"You still think that there are not enough people to torture, do you want to continue?" Feng Chenglin became fierce, stepped back and stood beside Ling Luoyu: "San Shao, you said, should we take this guy..."

"boom!"

There was another movement from the door.

I didn't know when I closed the door and was knocked open again.

A young man in Tsing Yi stands with a long sword in hand,

After seeing him, all the words behind Feng Chenglin were silent for an instant--

This man also has circles of lines from his face to the wound.

It's just that there is no blood on the girl's forehead, everything else is exactly the same.

Seeing Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, the man was also stunned for a moment, and then he sank and murmured.

The language is impassable. Feng Chenglin was confused when he heard it, but his face was even more surprised: "San Shao, do you see his face...their faces?"