Princess Against the World

Gritting his old teeth, Qingyusu's profound energy burst out wildly, wanting to mend the distortion of the space.

Who knows——

As if provocative, the blue luster on Ling Luoyu's body also skyrocketed.

Amidst the beeping of the chaotic nine-turn clock, Qingyusu's space became more and more distorted.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his back was soaked.

If this continues, he will definitely die!

A trace of strangeness flashed across Ling Luoyu's playful eyes, and she suddenly stared in the direction of the palace gate.

"Fatty, stop him!"

Feng Chenglin watched Zhenghuan lively, but couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words.

"What?!"

Before he recovered, Ling Luoyu had withdrawn from his space.

Before he had time to think about it, Feng Chenglin rushed out of the door.

"Whoosh!"

A figure came over.

"father!"

Qing Yimin rushed in.

"stop!"

Feng Chenglin shouted loudly, stretched out his arms, instantly locked him, and threw him to the ground, firmly suppressing him.

"do not move!"

If he can't deal with his father, can't he also deal with him? !

"boom!"

Qing Yimin fell to the ground heavily, unable to vomit out the screams of pain, his heart was so depressed that he almost carried it on his back.

The moment he appeared, Qing Yusu's expression changed drastically.

"Min'er?!"

Especially after seeing Qing Yimin falling into Feng Chenglin's hands, he panicked even more.

He almost killed Feng Chenglin just now, because of his personality, he was afraid that he would make his father feel guilty and attack Qing Yimin.

no!

He couldn't just watch his son have an accident! !

"Stop! You all stop!! Don't touch my son!!"

Regardless of his life being in danger, he actually closed the space of profound energy, desperate to save Qing Yimin.

Ling Luoyu's murderous intentions are strong, how could he be a fish that slipped through the net? !

Flipping her fingertips, Ling Luoyu built a space around Feng Chenglin and Qing Yimin.

At the same time, the Chaos Yuanling was held up with his fingertips, and the soul-stirring power of the Chaos Nine Revolving Clock pressed down violently.

Without the protection of the space, Qingyusu is like a fish out of water, without the capital to fight in an instant.

With a muffled grunt, he fell to his knees and curled up into a ball with his head in his arms.

The chaotic nine-revolution clock seemed to have the power to devour everything, wanting to take his soul away.

"ah……"

Hearing his father's screams, Qing Yimin struggled furiously.

"You let me go... let me go..."

Qing Yusu's heart was broken by his son's cry.

He tried to resist several times, but ultimately failed.

Ling Luoyu moved lightly with her lotus steps, and stood quietly, condescending, with evil eyes.

"Qingyusu, want to save your son? You don't need to work so hard!"

Flipping the fingertips, the spirit of chaos revived and penetrated into the chaos for nine minutes.

"hum"

The clang of the Chaotic Nine Revolving Clock was even louder, and Qingyusu's screams could not be restrained from coming out.

"ah!"

When he shouted, Qing Yimin became even more crazy.

"father!"

Little did they know, his call was more capable of frustrating Qing Yusu than Ling Luoyu's killing.

And his shout was exactly what Ling Luoyu wanted!

Qing Yimin is Qing Yusu's Achilles heel! !

As long as he is in hand, Qingyusu has only one way to surrender.

She is in no hurry! !

Hearing his son's call, Qingyusu finally collapsed.

"Ling San! As long as you don't hurt Min'er, you can beat me to death!"

Ling Luoyu squatted down beside him, smiling wickedly.

"What's the point of your soul flying away? Why don't we play a game where I ask you to answer... How about it?!"

Qingyu Su forced himself to look at Qing Yimin.

Because of the bloodshot eyes, he could hardly see his figure clearly, he could only vaguely see his struggle.

"Okay... I promise you..."