Princess Against the World

"...What I said is true! Yao Huan... As long as I can win Yao Huan, I can pay some price, as long as the price is worth it!"

"Yeah?"

Ling Luoyu's lips curled up slightly and she looked at his left wrist leisurely.

After a moment, he waved lightly: "Come here!"

Liao Feng was stunned for a moment, then slowly stepped forward: "What?"

"Your Yaohuan..."

Liao Feng hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't you want to be free? I'll make it happen for you..."

With a gentle touch of his fingertips, the chaotic soul was released, instantly destroying all the Yao Huan's mechanisms.

"You..." Liao Feng looked at everything in front of him in disbelief: "You actually..."

"After all, we have met each other, so I can still help with this small favor!" Ling Luoyu was very calm.

"..."

Liao Feng froze there for a moment, speechless for a long time, seeming to be thinking about something.

Ling Luoyu also said nothing, just looking at him with smiling eyes crookedly——

There is indeed something wrong with this Liao Feng! !

If it was true as he said, it was because he was controlled by Yao Huan that he had no choice but to enter the Yan family and become a slave of the Yan family.

So, now he should be happy and grateful for her reinvention.

But what about the facts? !

Liao Feng seemed to have not yet woken up from a dream, just standing there without any trace of joy.

Turning his head slightly, Ling Luoyu waved his hand in front of him: "What, did I do something wrong?"

Liao Feng's expression was brought back a little, and he took a breath: "No... not..."

Ling Luoyu rested his cheek with his hand and smiled evilly at the corners of his lips: "But you are unhappy!"

"...No, I...didn't expect it!"

Liao Feng seemed to have thought of something, his pupils shrank, and he looked into her eyes.

"So, what I said last night was right... the fight between the Zhou family and the Yan family was all your fault!"

"If you say so, that's right!" Ling Luoyu shrugged indifferently, still looking calm and calm: "And the facts have proved that I did a good job with those hands and feet!"

"Why? Since you have such a level of cultivation that you are completely free from Yao Huan's control, why do you still...still stay here?"

"What about you?" Ling Luoyu quietly avoided his question and lowered his eyes slightly: "Now, Yao Huan has no binding force on you. Do you want to leave with me?"

"..."

Liao Feng's moment of silence made Ling Luoyu feel more certain.

"You didn't come to the Yan family just for the so-called... to become a domestic slave!"

"..."

"Let me guess!" Ling Luoyu stared thoughtfully, as if he was really thinking deeply: "Actually, for you, the Yaohuan is just a dispensable decoration! If you want, you can always You unloaded it, but you didn't... You carried it from south to north, surviving in the arena, but this so-called survival is definitely not your original intention. Your original intention should be here..."

She tapped her fingertips lightly on her feet, turned around slightly, and smiled.

"Your target is the Yan family!!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Liao Feng flatly denied it.

But the next moment, he suddenly realized that he had overreacted.

——If it was really nonsense, his first reaction would be to curiously ask Ling Luoyu why he thought so, instead of denying it so eagerly!

His reaction was as a result of the lack of three hundred taels of silver here!