Two hours later, Feng Qianshang returned to the broken camp alone.

There was also a slap on the face.

Looking in the mirror, I saw that one of my cheeks was swollen.

No one has slapped her since she was a child.

However, since arriving in Beiyu Kingdom, she has been frustrated.

Now, seeing my swollen cheeks, my heart is filled with hatred.

The viciousness in his eyes was all reflected in the mirror.

There is no good person in Beiyu, and they all know how to bully her!

But at this moment, a figure flashed past her in the mirror.

high speed.

Feng Qianshang came to her senses alertly and shouted, "Who?"

No one answered her words.

At this time, although the broken tent had been repaired, there was still a gust of wind blowing in.

The candlelight was blown out and flickered.

What was originally an orange flame was blown into a faint blue speck several times.

Then, it was wiped out all of a sudden.

His vision suddenly darkened.

Feng Qianshang stood up, holding the dressing table behind her. She was very scared, but she deliberately held on.

"Who? Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

No one answered her.

A gust of wind suddenly blew over.

The wind was so strong that she couldn't help but put her hands in front of her face.

Just as she put down her hand, her eyes met unexpectedly.

A pair of charming eyes, but there is no emotion in them.

His eyes were sharp, like hooks stretching out from hell to capture the soul, and his whole body was full of murderous ferocity.

Before she could see who the other party was, she felt weightless under her feet and she fell straight down.

It was like falling into a hot fire.

The body starts to heat up.

She was like an ant on a hot pot, the pain was severe and heart-wrenching.

She screamed loudly, but no one paid attention to her.

She heard a voice.

"Why did you hurt him!"

who?

My whole body felt like it was being roasted by fire, and the pain was heart-wrenching.

She saw someone in front of her, a flaming red person. She couldn't tell whether it was the intensity of the flames or the color of the other person's body.

She only felt that what was coming her way was overwhelming pressure.

She wanted to move, but couldn't. She only felt the person in front of her lift her hand.

The dagger fell into the flames.

It's very sharp, but it also becomes hot due to the flames.

Feng Qianshang watched helplessly as the dagger scratched her arm, the skin and flesh split open, and the hot knife caused new wounds to herself.

She was in so much pain that she wanted to scream loudly, but her throat felt like it was being strangled tightly.

The pain was so intense, but she couldn't scream a word.

Someone pushed me on the shoulder.

Her body leaned back and fell directly to the ground.

Her eyes are open.

But he has no ability to refute and can only be manipulated.

Gradually, she could no longer hear the sound.

I just feel that the wound is getting more and more painful, and the blood is bleeding more and more.

All those bright red colors appeared in her eyes.

The blood flowing out of her body wanted to devour her.

A bloody centipede crawled out of the fire.

Crawling towards her direction little by little.

It was as if it was attracted by the blood and went directly to her wound.

The tearing pain spread from one point to all the limbs and bones of her body, making her internal organs feel as if they were being stirred by sharp knives.

"ah--"

Finally, he let out a hoarse roar and his eyes opened in fear.

What catches the eye is the tent above the head.

Feng Qianshang's pupils were dilated to their maximum size, without any of the pride of the past. Her face was pale and bloodless, her forehead was covered with sweat, and her lips that should have been moist were chapped and bleeding.

After a while, people around the camp rushed over.

She was covered in layers of cold sweat, as if she was surviving a disaster, and she murmured,
Chapter completed!