"Gee...Gee...Gee..."

A creepy laughter sounded quietly in the darkness.

Before Luoyu could react to what happened.

I felt a cold hand that silently stroked his neck, causing goose bumps all over his body to suddenly appear.

"Xiao Qi is careful-!!!!"

Yun Ruohan roared, and the Ice Po Sword turned into a cold light and rushed behind Luo Yu.

But it's still one step late.

"Hehe... Your Highness, you'd better not act rashly!"

"The little prince is in my hands now. As long as you take a step forward, don't blame me for breaking the little prince's neck."

The four of them stopped in shock and looked at them.

I saw the dark night.

A short man wearing a blue robe with meticulous hair combed, but extremely ugly, was holding Luo Yu's neck with his dark and slender hands like ghost claws.

The fingertips slid gently inadvertently, and immediately pierced Luo Yu's skin on his neck.

A trace of blood flowed out of the wound and turned blue in an instant.

Nails are poisonous!

Yun Ruohan said sternly: "Strange Thorn, if you dare to hurt Xiaoqi, I will tear you into pieces!!"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehe... Why should your Highness be so angry?"

"The little prince has the Bai Ze Soul Pearl that the national master wants the most. If I had no choice, how could I bear to kill my dear little prince?"

Yun Ruohan gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want?"

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

The laughter of the thorn became more and more sharp and harsh: "Although the great highness can no longer summon [Ghost Nightmare] now, it is still impossible to reassure people! If you want to save the little prince's life, please break your arms first! Only the great highness who cannot make seals and cannot summon can reassure me!"

"You're dreaming!" Luo Yu roared, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly.

However, the Thorn seemed to have expected Luo Yu to act.

[Soul-Retaining Scout] appears instantly.

Luo Yu screamed, and a strange light lit up all over his body. The soul beads that were about to float out of his body were pressed back.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehei? Either break your arms or just watch your dear brother, tortured to death in my hands!"

"Damn it! I'm fighting with you!"

Leng Yumo Honglian's spoiler sword was raised and he had to cut it over at all costs.

"Stop!" Yun Ruohan roared.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the soul-retaining rope lit up a dazzling light.

Luo Yu's body blew up and his clothes were stained with blood.

The extreme pain made his face distorted, but he bit his lip tightly, even if he bit his lips and blood was leaking from the corner of his lip, he would not let out any more moans.

But Leng Yumo's knife suddenly retracted.

Because the move was too fierce and the spiritual power backed, her chest felt a sharp pain.

But how could this pain be as resentful as seeing the youngest brother being tortured with his own eyes?

Guitao looked at their reaction, but laughed even more and more violently, "Hehe, Your Highness really knows the little one... The little one has been in this ghost place where he cannot practice for fifteen years..."
Chapter completed!