Princess Against the World

The figure in front of the old shopkeeper was not Zhao Sheng as they thought, but——

A little girl!

The little girl was only six or seven years old, and her facial features were lifelike. If it weren't for the stitching marks on her right arm, Ling Luoyu would have thought she was a sleeping little girl!

"Ziz"

Feng Chenglin winked at Ling Luoyu and moved his lips, but did not make a sound——

"It's a puppet...a little puppet!"

Ling Luoyu shook his head calmly.

This is not a puppet.

Every puppet has a rancid smell, which is the smell contained in their own medicinal herbs.

Although it is not very slight and cannot be noticed, it is their signature smell.

But the little girl in front of her had no taste whatsoever.

The old shopkeeper didn't seem to feel anything about the appearance of the two men, and just gently adjusted the little girl's clothes.

"My dear girl, I will give you everything that belongs to you... From now on, dad... may not be able to accompany you anymore. Mr. Tang said that for the sake of life, it is best to be buried..."

Mr. Tang?

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin couldn't help but look at each other——

Could the Mr. Tang mentioned by the old shopkeeper be the Mr. Tang they knew?

If this were the case, then the flood would have washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family would no longer recognize each other!

Just as Feng Chenglin was about to open his mouth to ask, Ling Luoyu suddenly grabbed his wrist and gestured to one side.

Following her line of sight, his facial features couldn't help but tremble again: "I... had a big hole..."

Over there is the body of Zhao Sheng!

To be precise, it was a dismembered corpse!

A corpse with its flesh and bones separated!

"No wonder the smell of blood is so strong!"

Sure enough, Zhao Sheng could not escape the old shopkeeper's desire for revenge.

Feng Chenglin glanced at the old shopkeeper and saw that his eyes and thoughts were only on the little girl. He quietly and calmly retreated to Zhao Sheng's body.

"Third Young Master, why do I feel something is wrong..."

"What's wrong?"

"Sheng Zhao...it seems like something is missing..."

Ling Luoyu glanced sideways on the right side: "What's missing?"

Feng Chenglin didn't say anything, and slowly squatted down in front of Zhao Sheng, with an extremely complicated face: "He..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes darkened: "What happened?"

"I have to see..."

Feng Chenglin muttered, suddenly rolled up his sleeves, clasped his hands in the void, took off Zhao Sheng's clothes, and stretched out his hands.

Ling Luoyu suddenly realized——

Zhao Province was disemboweled!

Judging from Feng Chenglin's almost twisted facial features, it seemed that he was feeling something in Zhao Sheng's abdomen.

After a moment, he gasped and stood up with his right hand stained with blood: "...His internal organs...are gone!"

No internal organs?

Ling Luoyu looked at Zhao Sheng's side——

This guy was definitely tortured to death in the hands of the old shopkeeper.

Around him, there were a lot of bones and flesh scattered around.

However, there was no trace of the internal organs.

Feng Chenglin wiped off the blood from the injury and quietly approached Ling Luoyu: "I see something is wrong with Zhao's abdominal cavity. Sure enough, there is something wrong..."

He stole a glance at the old shopkeeper and lowered his voice to almost a whisper.

"Tell me, is this old guy a pervert? He ate all the internal organs of Zhao's body?"

Logically speaking, eating his flesh alive and his heart alive can be considered a form of revenge!

But this is just to say that you are just getting over your addiction!

How could anyone really eat all the internal organs of his enemy?