Princess Against the World

The girl in his arms seemed to be unconscious, motionless, and limp in his arms, leaving him unable to move and not knowing where to strike.

Fortunately, Ling Luoyu was quick and took the girl over and put her on the chair.

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

At this time, the man behind him also stood up straight, and was actually two heads taller than him.

Raise your hand and you can easily touch the beam.

At this moment, he was glaring at Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu fiercely, then raised his hand and pointed at the girl in the chair, and then at himself.

"Third Young Master, he wants that girl..."

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

Feng Chenglin called twice in succession, but didn't see her answer, so he couldn't help but turn his head strangely.

"Third Young Master?"

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

Feng Chenglin suddenly frowned——

There are really not many things that can attract Ling Luoyu to such a state of mind!

"Third Young Master?"

While he was alert to the sudden attack of the tall man in front of him, he retreated to Ling Luoyu.

"What are you looking at?"

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

"What do you see?"

"……she……"

Feng Chenglin's expression changed instantly, he looked at the girl in disbelief, then turned to look at the tall man, and then at Ling Luoyu.

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

Under the candlelight, there were circles of black lines on the girl's cheeks.

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

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

The fingertips exposed outside the sleeves also have the same circle of lines.

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

New injuries and old injuries overlapped, looking at it with a sharp glance, it looked a little scary and weird.

"This girl... has such a good face, but she was painted like this!?" He looked at the tall man with concern, and his eyes suddenly filled with anger: "You are not even human, how could you ruin this girl's face like this? ? Are you still going to let her live? Why not kill her..."

For a girl's family, what could be more serious than being disfigured?

To destroy a girl like this is simply a cruelty that would be worse than death!

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

The tall man turned a deaf ear to his yelling and gave no explanation at all. He just pointed his finger at the girl with no expression on his face.

"You still think you haven't tortured enough people, so you want to continue?" Feng Cheng Lin Huoda took a step back and stood next to Ling Luoyu: "Third Young Master, tell me, should we kill this guy..."

"boom!"

There was movement again from the other side of the door.

The door that had been closed at some point was knocked open again.

A young man in green clothes stood holding a long sword.

After seeing him, all Feng Chenglin's words immediately fell silent——

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

Only there was no blood on the girl's forehead, everything else was the same.

Seeing Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin, the man was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened and he scolded them in a low voice.

Due to the language barrier, Feng Chenglin was confused, but what was even more surprising was his face: "Third Young Master, have you seen his face...their faces?"