Princess Against the World

From top to bottom, the sergeants of the Ling family's army all have their own unique identity badges.

The military badge is unique to the Ling family's army. It is made of black black iron, and the code representing each person's identity is engraved on it.

When the Ling family's army died in battle and was buried in a foreign country, their bones could not be transported back thousands of miles, so they could only be burned and buried on the spot.

The military badges that represent their identities will follow the surviving brothers back home, and be buried in their hometown as a tomb, becoming the only thought of their relatives.

The military badge on the undead knight's neck was like a sharp knife, piercing deeply into Ling Luoyu's heart.

number one! ! !

The number of the military plate - number one! ! !

Not everyone can have this number casually! ! !

"No……"

The wrist trembled suddenly, and the soul blade flew out of his hand, brushing the undead knight's neck and flying out.

And the moment she let go of the soul blade, the immortal knight's sword also landed on Ling Luoyu's right shoulder.

"Crack!"

A sound of bone cracking suddenly entered my ears.

"Well!"

Crying out in pain, Ling Luoyu staggered back three steps before he managed to stand firm.

"Third Young Master!"

Feng Chenglin didn't expect that Ling Luoyu missed the target with a move that was sure to win.

It didn't count that the weapon flew out of his hand, but he was wounded back by the undead knight.

The undead knight injured Ling Luoyu, and didn't do anything more. Instead, he put away his halberd and continued walking towards the cave.

Seeing that the third young master was injured, Feng Chenglin became angry from his heart, and regardless of whether he was his opponent, he grabbed the soul blade and slashed at the back of the undead knight's head.

"stop!"

Ling Luoyu's mournful and deep drink came suddenly.

Feng Chenglin was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't really stop.

"I'm fine!"

He thought that Ling Luoyu yelled to stop because he was worried that he would not be the opponent of the undead knight.

Brother was injured, how could he let the culprit go.

Almost at the same time, Wu Yefeng and others also made a gesture to make a move.

"Shua!"

The moment the soul blade fell, it suddenly stopped.

Even though Feng Chenglin tried his best, he still couldn't press it down.

Looking up, he saw a pair of hands tightly grasping the blade.

Blood dripped from her palm.

The undead knight also stopped abruptly at that moment.

It's just that he didn't fight back, but stood there motionless.

"Third Young Master?!"

Feng Chenglin looked at Ling Luoyu in horror, not knowing what kind of wind she was smoking.

"What are you doing?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were indifferent, cold and devoid of warmth.

"I told you...stop it!"

The wrist sank, and the soul blade had entered her hand.

Blood dripped down the soul blade to the ground.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Ling Luoyu's eyes glanced at Wu Yefeng and the others.

"Let him go!"

Wu Yefeng and the others looked at her as if they had seen a ghost, thinking that they had heard it wrong, and kept their posture in a daze for a while, not intending to accept the move.

Ling Luoyu's eyes turned cold for a moment: "I'll say it again!! Let him go!!!"

Feng Chenglin noticed something wrong with Ling Luoyu's eyes, and quickly waved his hands.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

He carefully told everyone to retreat, to make way for the undead knight, watched him walk into the cave, and then carefully aimed at Ling Luoyu.

"Third Young Master?!"

Ling Luoyu put away the soul blade, as if she didn't see where the undead knight was going, she tore off a piece of her skirt and bandaged her hands.

Feng Chenglin seemed a little guilty, he raised his hand to help, but she yanked him violently, avoiding his hand.

"I will do it myself!"

Regardless of everyone's eyes, she turned and walked towards the dark place on one side.

Under the firelight, her back has the loneliness of a lone wolf licking blood.