Feng Chenglin gave him a blank look: "At least, I gave her hope..."

After looking at Ah Liu, he added.

"Even if it's temporary..."

Even if it is temporary, at least such a weak little girl will not be too desperate!

"What's the use of temporary? I hope that in the past, it was a deeper despair... It would be better to let her despair now, like me! At least... I won't be desperate until the end of the day when I wait for a while!!"

With a slightly tilted head, he suddenly looked at Ah Liu.

"Ah Liu, do you remember what I said to you?"

Ah Liu's eyes trembled: "...Remember..."

"Tell them what I said to you..."

"...You said, the worst result is death... If I can't stand it, I will die! In that way, everything will be liberated... But if I die, there will never be hope again! And as long as I am still alive... Maybe one day in the future, God will give mercy, and miracles will happen. I will meet the person who can save me from the sea of ​​suffering... From then on, I will not become a slave again..."

No one will know how desperate a girl in her teenage girl was when she said these words!!

Feng Chenglin's heart hurts a little—

His daughter is at this age!!

If someone is pulled out and sold like this, and he is so desperate that he wants to die, he will be worse than death.

The man sighed softly, rubbed Ah Liu's hair gently, and signaled her to sit down on one side.

Looking at her back, Feng Chenglin suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu: "Three Young Master..."

Ling Luoyu saw the distress in his eyes: "Do whatever you want to do! But there are some things you just do, needless to say!"

With a slight look on her face, she met the man's eyes quietly.

"Especially there is no need to explain anything to outsiders!!"

"outsider?"

The man laughed loudly, took a step forward, and half-kneeled on the ground opposite Ling Luoyu.

"I'm an outsider?"

With his arms stretched out, he circled Ling Luoyu under his arms, only half a foot apart.

Feng Chenglin's expression changed, and he was about to get up, but under the gesture of Ling Luoyu's eyes, he sat back obediently.

‘Boy, remember that as long as you have a yaohuan, you are all a family... because we have the same name on our heads - slaves!! No matter what your surname or name was before, in short, you only have one name now!!”

With his eyes slightly lowered, he looked at the Yaohuan on Ling Luoyu's arm, slowly retreated, and sat upright.

"As a slave, the first priority to survive is - don't meddle in other people's business! Don't think that you were so powerful before. If you were not a little trick, you wouldn't be selected by them! But... I advise you to be more restrained! Because this place is not something you can do with arrogance!"

"I think I've been frustrated a lot..."

Ling Luoyu's eyes were slightly slanted and he looked under his clothes.

"Are you injured?"

There was a faint smell of blood on his body!

There was also a faint smell of herbs.

"How do you know?" The man's pupils shrank significantly and he looked at him.

Although her clothes were broken, his wound was not exposed. How did she know?

"I happen to have medicine to treat trauma..."

"You'd better keep it for yourself!" The man rejected Ling Luoyu unexpectedly, turned around and walked towards his position, and sat down.
Chapter completed!