The sudden bloody scene frightened the beggars around them again, and they didn't care whether they had clothes to cover their bodies, so they rushed out of the ruined temple. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But when he rushed to the gate of the temple, he saw that there was still a group of boys in brocade clothes standing at the gate of the temple, and they were all high-ranking people.

They realized that something was wrong, especially when they saw the retinue of those noble sons with swords in their hands, how dare they rush out, so they had to squeeze into the corner of the ruined temple.

At this time, the woman on the ground did not look like a human form, and her body was covered with blood, Leng Yuyuan shouted sadly: "Qing'er, I'm late!"

The woman's mouth made an unconscious sound, and when Leng Yuyuan rushed in, she opened her eyes with difficulty, her consciousness was scattered, and she called: "Brother Huang...... Help me!"

After seeing Leng Yuyuan rushing in, he approached the door to see the lively several princes standing there idly, who was born and who died, what did it have to do with them? What did Shangguan Qianyu's woman have to do with them?

Seeing that Leng Yuyuan whipped the violent beggar in two, several princes had no expression, and their lowly and filthy lives were not as good as ants in their eyes.

Just then, the woman's voice reached their ears.

The voice was no longer like a human voice, so hoarse that it seemed like the sand was rubbing, and the original sound could not be heard at all, but who would call the royal brother?

The third prince was stunned, the fourth prince narrowed his eyes, and the seventh prince glanced at the second prince suspiciously.

Huang Fuyan's face changed greatly, his heart shook violently, and he thought to himself: This is impossible.

However, he couldn't help but rush forward.

At this time, Leng Yuyuan had tears in his eyes and great sadness in his heart, and he trembled and stretched out his hand to smooth the hair that covered the woman's face to the side.

The woman's face was covered with dust, and she didn't know that she had been gnawed by a few beggars, and it was dirty and disgusting.

Leng Yuyuan carefully used his clean sleeves to gently help her wipe off the dust.

At this moment, Huang Fuyan and others had already rushed over.

Although the dust has not been wiped clean, the face has been revealed, and the face is pink and delicate, and it is extremely familiar.

However, where is Yan Qingrui, the princess of Qinghe, it is clearly the sixth princess Huangfu Jiao.

Huang Fuyan's surprise is not trivial.

What about his people? What about the people around the Sixth Emperor Sister? How could the Sixth Emperor Sister fall into such a situation? She was the only one here alone.

Just now, it was his noble and pampered Sixth Emperor Sister who was ravaged by these beggars?

Huang Fuyan had a feeling that the heavens and the earth were changing color.

He couldn't believe it and didn't know how it all happened.

The people he lent to the Six Emperor Sisters were all masters, since the Six Emperor Sisters sent someone to kidnap Princess Qinghe, why was she here?

What about Princess Qinghe?

Huang Fuyan's mind was in turmoil.

The sixth princess was out of consciousness at this time, dying, covered in blood, and only half a breath left, obviously even if she asked, she couldn't ask the reason.

Leng Yuyuan was stunned when he saw the face of the sixth princess clearly, his heart had sunk to the ground just now, he was sad and sad, self-blaming and angry, so with the power of a whip, he directly took someone's life.

But at this moment, when he saw that this person was not Qing'er, a rush of joy suddenly surged into his heart, and he smirked there.

His smile directly made Huang Fuyan smoke.

Huangfuyan glared at Leng Yuyuan hatefully, took off his clothes to wrap the sixth princess, picked her up, and said coldly at the same time: "Everyone, no one is left!"