There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 742 Cannibalism is not reconciled to death (7)
"You can't even compare to Chu Yuchen's hair."

"I can't even compare to his hair? You are in trouble now, has he saved you? Has he protected you? Without me, you would have died in the desert long ago."

"I believe that he is looking for me crazily now, and I also believe that as long as I am in trouble, he will desperately come to save me. He is a person who values ​​love and righteousness, and you, ruthless and cruel, tell you You don't understand either."

"Believe it or not I can kill you now."

"Of course I believe that you can even kill a little girl who loves you deeply. What else can you not do? Princess Ding Dong is wrong in every possible way, but she has deep affection for you. You can Eat her, but as long as you have a little conscience, you will not let your life be tortured, watching your favorite person eat all the flesh and blood of her bit by bit, you are the most vicious woman in the world, I curse you, I curse you that you will never get true love for the rest of your life, I curse you that life would be worse than death, that you will never be reborn forever."

"Pa..." A loud slap came, and Yang Churuo was slapped to the ground, his face swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yang Churuo sneered, and glared at Feng Ling ironically, his contemptuous eyes could understand her meaning without guessing.

Feng Ling's hands were trembling, and he slapped Yang Churuo on the face, but it hurt in his heart.

Feng Ling suppressed the urge to help her check the palm print on her face, and looked at Yang Churuo coldly.

Princess Ding Dong shed another tear.

Today, she suddenly finds Yang Churuo much more pleasing to the eye.

I didn't know why I had to be right with her before?In fact, to put it bluntly, she never offended her.

And she... didn't have the slightest interest in Feng Ling, maybe Feng Ling was interested in her, that's why Feng Ling traveled thousands of miles and took all the painstaking efforts to bring her to the desert.

Listening to Yang Churuo's words, Princess Dingdang felt even more sad.

Yes, as long as he has any conscience, he will kill her first.As long as he kills her, no matter how he takes her flesh and blood, she will not feel any pain, and now...now that he is doing this, it will cause her more pain than a thousand cuts.

The man she loved the most, in front of her, devoured her whole body... No matter who it was, it was unacceptable.

The atmosphere was weird for a moment, so quiet that there was only the whistling sound of wind and sand.

Yang Churuo struggled to get up, and met Feng Ling's eyes, both of them looked extremely cold, because others couldn't understand what they were thinking.

Finally, Yang Churuo stubbornly walked towards the east, step by step, sinking deeply in the yellow sand.

The lonely back reveals a kind of tenacity. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, her shadow is long and elongated, and it is integrated with the golden yellow sand.

She just walked like this, as if she was the only one in the world.

She just walked like this, obviously her body was overdrawn and weak, but she still stood proudly.

Ah Ruo looked at Feng Ling in embarrassment, and Feng Ling said lightly, "Let's go."

Ah Ruo nodded in a trance, wrapped up the remaining food, carried the dying Princess Dingdang on his back, and followed Yang Churuo, walking forward step by step.

This walk is a whole day.

A day later, at a glance, there are still golden sands and jagged sand hills. Apart from these, although there is no oasis, not even a single piece of dead grass.

Yang Churuo staggered, fell down several times, and got up tenaciously.

Ah Ruo wanted to go over to help her, but was slapped away by Yang Churuo, and continued to walk forward staggeringly.

(End of this chapter)