Princess Against the World

"What you hate is the people around you..."

She suddenly understood something.

"They said, if you hit someone, is that right..."

Her eyes lowered slightly and fell on his right calf.

"Did they hit you?"

"They're no better than me?"

Bu Shenglian sneered, uncontrollably cruel.

"Twenty-three lives, in exchange for half my leg, it's worth it!"

Twenty-three lives?

Ling Luoyu sighed!

She could feel the hatred in his bones.

"Why are they doing this to you?"

"Because I killed someone!"

"..."

"Kill them because they all deserve to die."

Bu Shenglian shook her head violently, as if she wanted to forget all about the past.

But the heartbreaking pain faded from his eyes, and Ling Luoyu could feel the heartbreaking pain.

"I don't know what happened to you, but I can feel that everything you did made your life worse than death. Killing them made you not happy, but more guilty!"

Bu Shenglian did not speak, but closed her eyes in pain and shook her head.

Talking about the past once is equivalent to opening his scars once.

When the scar was revealed, he was the one who felt the pain.

"You are here just to have a heart-to-heart talk with me, right?"

She hadn't had a normal conversation with anyone for a long time, and Bu Shenglian didn't know what was going on with her. Why did she talk so much to a stranger?

Maybe it's because her aura is more in tune with mine.

"You know the pouring table?"

Ling Luoyu was not polite and went straight to the point.

"Water pouring platform?" Bu Shenglian couldn't help but trembled and sat up suddenly.

This topic was more shocking than the ones she had mentioned before.

Ling Luoyu looked at Ling Luoyu again: "What do you mean by asking about the Qingshui platform? What Qingshui platform?"

She detected a hint of alarm.

This is a bit inconsistent with the information she knows!

——Didn’t he mean that when he told others about the pouring platform, no one believed him?

Now, why are you denying it yourself?

"Bu Sheng Lian, apart from the Qingshui platform where the God Lord practices, is there another Qingshui platform in the world?" Ling Luoyu smiled calmly and calmly.

He denied it, meaning he didn't want to say it.

Since she didn't want to say it, she couldn't be too anxious.

"I do not know what you're talking about?"

Bu Shenglian suddenly stood up, grabbed the crutches by the wall, and staggered up.

"I'm sorry, Jean, it's lunch time now. I've been counting on this meal all day..."

Ling Luoyu did not chase him, but watched him leave leisurely.

"Bu Shenglian, if you think of anything, come to the largest inn in the city to find me. I'll wait for you there!"

Bu Shenglian paused for a moment, and finally disappeared into the crowd.

Ling Luoyu left a mark, found an inn, and booked four rooms.

After noon, Zhou Yan came back first.

He and Ling Luoyu discussed the matter about Bu Shenglian. Before they finished talking, Dingmiao also followed the marks to find it.

After two sticks of incense, Feng Chenglin hurriedly entered the door.

"How are you doing? Are there any results?"

Before Feng Chenglin even sat down, he poured a large bowl of herbal tea and drank it down in one breath.

"I'm so thirsty!"

The other three people all looked at it——

"What are you doing? It seems like you have been thirsty for three days." Dingmiao suppressed laughter.

Zhou Yan also shook his head: "As for what? You are so thirsty, why can't you find a place to drink tea and sit down to rest?"