Princess Against the World

"Qingyou!" Feng Chenglin didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly paddled away: "You wait for me, wait for me to save you!"

"Fatty..."

Ling Luoyu's shrill voice followed behind him.

"Save me... Fatty Feng..."

Feng Chenglin instinctively turned around.

At the end of the light in the distance, the figure of a Supreme Phantom Spider loomed.

Its two big pincers pinched Ling Luoyu's head and thigh respectively.

It seemed that even a little effort could break her in two.

Blood overflowed from the corners of Ling Luoyu's lips, her hair was flying, and the depths of her black eyes were full of despair.

"Fatty...help me..."

Feng Chenglin's heart seemed to have been severely cut by a knife, and he paddled across the water recklessly.

"Third Young Master..."

"Cheng Lin... Cheng Lin save me... save me..."

Hao Qingyou's miserable cries were also heard.

For a moment, Feng Chenglin froze there at a loss.

If he went to rescue Ling Luoyu, then Hao Qingyou would definitely drown.

And if he chose Hao Qingyou, Ling Luoyu might die in Huangquan.

Now he can only choose to save one!

To save Hao Qingyou, or Ling Luoyu? ! !

The entanglement he had never had before made him at a loss for a moment.

But it was only a moment of hesitation, he suddenly swam towards Hao Qingyou resolutely.

"Third Young Master, you wait for me...you must wait for me..."

He didn't have time to think about anything else, so he swam towards Hao Qingyou with all his strength, held her in his arms, and rowed to the shore.

The shore seemed to be in front of him, but even though he exhausted all his strength, he couldn't get close.

"No!"

In desperation, he turned his head to look at Ling Luoyu.

Under the pincers, a trace of resentment flashed in Ling Luoyu's eyes, the resentment was vicious.

"Feng Chenglin, I thought you were a brother in vain..."

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Feng Chenglin suddenly roared and rowed towards the shore.

The shore, which was originally out of reach, leaned against him under his roar.

With trembling hands and feet, he put Hao Qingyou down, before he had time to check if she was safe, he turned back into the water again and rowed towards Ling Luoyu.

"It's too late..." Ling Luoyu murmured every word in his ears: "Feng Chenglin...it's too late...it's too late..."

In the murmur of Sui Sui Nian, Feng Chenglin saw the powerful pinch of the big pincer.

"puff!"

Ling Luoyu's blood spattered!

Her body was instantly torn into two pieces.

"No!"

Feng Chenglin's pupils trembled suddenly, and he looked at Ling Luoyu's body split in two without confidence.

"No! No! No..."

He suddenly rushed up like a madman.

The river water was stained red by Ling Luoyu's blood, which made Feng Chenglin's consciousness seem to be hollowed out, and he even forgot everything.

"Third Young Master..."

Amidst the roar, he finally saw the unbelievable fact.

On the surface of the river, Ling Luoyu's torn body was floating up and down, and there was no breath of life anymore.

"Third Young Master..."

He paused, and suddenly swam over tremblingly, putting her body together.

Her empty eyes were filled with despair, which finally froze into unforgiveness.

"I'm sorry! Third Young Master... I can't just watch Qingyou die in front of me!"

His trembling fingertips brushed Ling Luoyu's cheek.

Again, he felt his heart tearing apart.

"But I won't let you go on the road alone! As I said, we live and die together! You live, I live, you die, and I perish... On the road to Huangquan, don't go too fast! Wait for brother and me..."

He resolutely pushed Ling Luoyu away, opened his arms, and stopped paddling, but let his body sink into the bottomless and icy river.