Chapter 2

Under the hazy moonlight, everything seemed so erratic...

Twenty-nine corpses, with hideous faces and strange postures, their stumps and broken arms scattered all over the ground, and the gurgling blood was intertwined into a gloomy picture.

The girl had a white robe and black hair like satin.

He was all red and blood.

A smile is more delicate than a flower, and an eye is more melodious than the scorching sun.

Lu Ming never knew that there would be such a pair of eyes in such an extravagant world—so soul-stirring!

She didn't say a word, didn't make a move, just in this yard full of dead bodies, hooked her lips and smiled at him lightly.

Thrilling!

She is obviously only a girl of fifteen or sixteen, how could she have such a style?

"Whose family does she belong to?" Lu Ming subconsciously froze for a moment, then suddenly turned sideways and asked the captain beside him.

The captain's brows twitched, but he remembered that the subordinates had already checked it, and the thirty "sacrificial offerings" should have died.

"Go back to His Highness, she is the youngest daughter of the Leng family." Although he was full of surprises, he answered his boss's doubts immediately.

Cold home? Lu Ming lightly rubbed the cup with his fingertips, his eyes thoughtful.

The captain thought he didn't know the details, so he lowered his voice and said softly: "After her sister went to study abroad, she was once named the most talented noble daughter in the Middle East. Because of her outstanding appearance and talent, few people noticed her."

Compared with her sister, is it completely inconspicuous?

The pearl and the dark dust in reality? No wonder he had seen the Leng family bring their daughter to the banquet several times before, but he had never seen her. Presumably, her father had never moved his esteemed eyes from his eldest daughter to her. Lu Ming looked at those eyes that looked like glaze in the moonlight, and sighed lowly, afraid that the second Miss Leng family was the real rare pearl.

"But what else do I have to say?" Lu Ming put down the red wine, and was a little more patient. He looked at Leng Yiyao with a light smile, just as a last chance to leave her last words. In my heart, I sighed lowly. With such wonderful eyes, it would be a pity to die....

Leng Yiyao shook her head, looking at the clear full moon tonight, the dazzling silver light seemed to slowly seep out of her eyes, overflowing with light, as beautiful as a legend. The silence was like the underworld, but she heard her pretty and authentically: "Your Highness, you asked the wrong person."

"Oh?" This girl is still young, but her temperament is unmatched. The sound is even more elegant, clear and wonderful. Although she was questioned by her, and there was a stench of blood around her, Lu Ming became somewhat interested: "Then who do you think I should ask this?" fifteen bodyguards. He chuckled softly.

What a beauty. As a man, with such a face, she has only seen it once in her past and present life.

Leng Yiyao gave a soft thumbs up in his heart, and replied with a graceful smile: "Your Highness, you should keep this to yourself."

to yourself?

Before Lu Ming could react, he saw her eyes lift slightly, and a cold light flashed like lightning in the sky in an instant.

In the next instant, a sharp metal collision sounded in the air through everyone's eardrums.

"bass"--

It was such a soft sound that made all the bodyguards pale for a moment, and their pupils shrank for a while...