Princess Against the World

He was about twenty years old, dressed in a white robe, had silver-white hair, and the staff in his hand was also silver-white.

Under the silver hair, the slender peach eyes sparkled with a hint of sarcasm.

Behind him, dozens of people in crescent moon white gowns fell in the wind and stood behind the man.

Hao Qingyou subconsciously stepped back and walked to one side.

Unexpectedly, when she moved, several people in white gowns also moved, blocking the way every minute.

"Are you from the Mercenary Union?"

"What are you guys doing?!"

Hao Qingyou retreated alertly.

"What are you doing? I want you to bring a message!"

"What message?!"

A smile appeared on the silver-haired man's lips: "A message to the ghost!!"

Hao Qingyou's eyebrows suddenly clustered: "What?"

Before the words fell, a sharp pain suddenly came from the lower abdomen.

"puff!"

Blood splattered.

The cane in the silver-haired man's hand pierced through her lower abdomen.

"Snapped!"

The burden in your hand falls to the ground!

"you……"

The silver-haired man leaned forward and whispered in his ear.

"If you can still see the ghost alive, tell him that you... are just the beginning!"

The staff was pulled out resolutely, bringing out a mass of flesh and blood.

Hao Qingyou screamed and fell to the ground, her whole body twitching.

The silver-haired man licked the blood off the staff with the tip of his tongue, then turned and left slowly.

——

In the mercenary union, Feng Chenglin was still pestering Ling Luoyu to ask about the outside affairs.

Qu Si almost stumbled and ran in.

"Fatty..."

Feng Chenglin shook his head impatiently: "What's wrong? She's still a pretty girl this time?!"

Qu Si paled: "Yes... yes..."

Feng Chenglin's joking heart disappeared in an instant: "What is it? Is it Qingyou... What's wrong?"

"Miss Hao has an accident..."

Before Qu Si could finish speaking, Feng Chenglin's figure had already rushed out.

When Hao Qingyou, covered in blood, fell into her eyes, Feng Chenglin's legs instantly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

"Qingyou..."

He climbed out with hands and feet, his eyes were scattered and panicked, and he didn't know how to start.

"Qingyou..."

"Don't touch her!"

Ling Luoyu's wrist was stiff, and he stopped Feng Chenglin.

"Qu Si, take him aside!"

The mercenaries who came later cleared half of the surrounding streets, built a human wall, and protected Hao Qingyou in the middle.

Qu Si wanted to drag Feng Chenglin to one side, but he pushed him away.

"Do not touch me……"

He roared and rushed towards Hao Qingyou, but was hugged tightly by Qu Si.

"Fatty, calm down!"

Ling Luoyu turned her fingertips, and flicked one finger towards Feng Chenglin's lower abdomen.

"Shut up!"

Feng Chenglin huddled into a ball in pain, but broke down and cried bitterly in an instant.

"Qingyou...Third Young Master, you have to save her! You must save her..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes were gloomy, and as she lightly probed Hao Qingyou's wrist with her fingertips, the primordial spirit of chaos spread into her body.

The moment it passed her lower abdomen, Ling Luoyu's eyes trembled fiercely, and she suddenly stared at Feng Chenglin.

At that moment, Feng Chenglin saw the tears welling from her eyes, and her breathing stopped for a moment.

"Third Young Master..."

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Hao Qingyou in disbelief.

"She...how is she?!"

"Fatty, I'm sorry..."

Feng Chenglin seemed to be collapsing, his whole body limp on the ground.

Ling Luoyu's lips parted slightly, and after a long time, she murmured: "Fatty, I'm sorry... I can save Qingyou, but..."

Feng Chenglin's eyes lit up immediately, but at the same time he didn't understand what she was doing.

"Third Young Master, tell me, I will find a way to get you whatever you need, as long as I can save Qingyou..."

"Fatty, I can save Qingyou...but I can't save the child...I'm sorry..."