The sudden bloody curtain frightened the beggars around them again. They didn't care whether they had clothes to cover their bodies, so they rushed outside the dilapidated temple.

But as soon as I rushed to the temple gate, I saw that there were still groups of young men in brocade clothes standing at the temple gate, all of whom were tall and above.

They realized that something was wrong, especially when they saw the noble men holding swords and entourages, they dared not rush out, so they had to squeeze into the corner of the dilapidated temple.

At this time, the woman on the ground was not like a human figure, with blood everywhere on her body. Leng Yuyuan shouted sadly: "Qing'er, I'm late!"

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

After seeing Leng Yuyuan rushing in, the princes who walked up to the door to watch the fun were standing there leisurely. What does it have to do with whom he lived and died? What does it have to do with them when Shangguan Qianyu's woman's humiliation have to do with them?

Seeing that Leng Yuyuan's whip whip pulled the beggar who was committing violence into two pieces, the princes had no expressions. The lowly and dirty life was not even as good as ants in their eyes.

At this moment, the woman's voice came into their ears.

The sound was no longer like a human voice, hoarse as if sand was rubbing, and the original sound could not be heard at all, but who would call the emperor brother?

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

Huangfu Yan's face changed drastically, and his mind was shocked. He thought to himself: This is impossible.

However, he couldn't help but rushed forward quickly.

At this time, Leng Yuyuan's eyes were filled with tears and his heart was filled with sorrow. He trembled and stretched out his hand and moved the head covering the woman's face to the side.

The woman's face was covered with dust. She had been gnawed by several beggars, and she was dirty and disgusting.

Leng Yuyuan carefully used his clean sleeves to gently wipe away the dust.

At this moment, Huangfu Yanyi and others rushed over.

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

However, there is no Qinghe Princess Yan Qingrui, it is clearly the Sixth Princess Huangfu Jiao.

Huangfu Yan's surprise is extraordinary.

Where is his people? What about the people around Liuhuangmei? How could Liuhuangmei fall into this situation? She is the only one here alone.

Just now, the one who was ravaged by these beggars was actually the noble and spoiled Six Emperors sister he was spoiled?

Huangfu Yan felt like the world changed color.

He couldn't believe it and didn't know how it was born.

Everyone who lent to the Sixth Emperor Girl is a master. Since the Sixth Emperor Girl sent someone to hijack Princess Qinghe, why is it her here?

Where is the Princess of Qinghe?

Huangfu Yan's mind was confused.

The Sixth Princess was already lost at this time and was dying. She was covered in blood on her body, and only half of her breath was left. Obviously, even if she asked her, she could not find out the reason.

Leng Yuyuan was stunned when he saw the Sixth Princess's face clearly. His heart had just sunk to the ground. He was sad and sad, blamed and angry, so the power of the whip directly took the life.

But at this moment, when he saw that this person was not Qing'er, the joy that rushed to him suddenly surged into his heart, and he was giggling there.

His smile made Huangfu Yan's seven orifices directly smoke.
Chapter completed!