Princess Against the World

The soul blade rose up, rubbing the left thigh that opened forward, and the blood mixed with the flesh and swirled out.

"what……"

The thigh was injured, how could he still hold it when he opened it forward, and fell down screaming.

"The left leg is injured, so does the right leg have to come up to maintain balance?!"

In the playful laughter, the soul blade crossed his right thigh, and another piece of flesh and blood fell.

"Tsk tsk tsk... Next, where are we going to play?! Mr. Xiang, this is your body anyway! Out of humanity, I can respect you... What do you want?! Why don't I help you?!"

Moving forward, he couldn't bear it any longer, and roared angrily: "Ling Luoyu...you lunatic...you have the ability to kill me..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes fell on somewhere that was driving forward, and he suddenly stunned, shaking his fingertips playfully.

"I suddenly felt that since you are such a man, why don't I help you!"

Opening forward, his face was pale, and his whole body trembled in pain.

"You...you pervert, what are you going to do??"

"What? Do something that makes you less manly!"

Under the guidance of her fingertips, the soul blade slowly hung to the right and wrong roots of the lower body.

"Master Xiang, if you break somewhere in you...you said, would you still be such a man?!"

His face suddenly turned pale green, because of shock and fear, he stumbled for a long time before shaking his head in horror.

"Ling Luoyu! We are all men... You can't be so vicious..."

"Haha..." Ling Luoyu laughed arrogantly, and suddenly said, "Unfortunately, I'm not a man!"

The wrist sank, and the soul blade roared out.

"Whoosh!"

"Don't!" Drive forward instinctively to protect the lower body, curled up to avoid: "I said, I said! I said all..."

Whether it's the meat on the butt, or the meat on the thigh, the meat anywhere can regenerate and grow again.

But only in that place, if you go down with a knife, there will be no chance for it to grow again!

As a man, if he doesn't even have the logo, how can he live? !

Just die!

The tip of the soul blade is attached to the skin that opens forward.

"Master Xiang, what did you just say?"

Ling Luoyu digs his ears exaggeratedly, with a puzzled look on his face.

"I think I heard...you have to say everything?! What are you going to say?!"

He was sweating profusely and looked at the soul blade hanging on his body with shortness of breath.

As long as he said one wrong sentence, the knife would definitely fall, breaking his roots.

"I... I said, I said it all! You're right... I planned everything! I also implemented it... If you want to take revenge, kill me with one knife to relieve your hatred..."

"you alone!?"

"Yes! It's just me! I do everything!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes squinted into the distance: "What about your wife?!"

"she does not know!"

"What about your son?!"

The eyes that opened forward trembled, and suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu.

Just hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"He doesn't know either..."

"yes?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were full of murderousness, his fingertips turned, and the soul blade was forced without warning, directly blowing his right and wrong roots!

"what!"

In the desperate and heart-piercing screams, he opened forward and curled up into a ball.

"If you really don't know anything about your son, you wouldn't hesitate! My second uncle wouldn't have nearly died!"

The soul blade spun up again, landed on the ankle that opened forward, and slowly penetrated, piercing the skin.

"Now tell me, where is Xiang Yi hiding?!"