"Hurry up and leave. Next time, even if the hero Hongchen doesn't take action, I will take action."

Obviously Gong Xueyi also looked down upon Holy Lord Lingwei extremely. When Lingwei was unable to advance or retreat, he couldn't help but shout.

She saw Hongchen's face was stern, and there was an evil light in his eyes, and she intuitively felt that if the Holy Lord's spiritual power stayed here any longer, his life would be at risk.

However, Lu Shanshan took a few steps forward and grabbed Hongchen's sleeve: "Just think of it as giving face to the saint."

Hong Chen's tense jaw softened due to Lu Shanshan's touch, and he had no objection to Lu Shanshan and allowed Lu Shanshan to pull him into the house.

Gong Xueyi watched and sighed secretly in her heart.

She used to think that Lu Shanshan was a little indifferent, but he was very good to her. She thought that she was already the most special. But now after seeing how Lu Shanshan and Hong Chen get along, she realized that the relationship between Lu Shanshan and Hong Chen was very different.

Only when you really treat each other as the most special person.

Lingwei was very angry at being disgraced, but it was indeed his mistake this time. He could only endure the humiliation, knock out his teeth, swallow it in his stomach, and throw away his sleeves.

Gong Xueyi wrinkled her nose as she looked at his back and snorted. He still looks like the Holy Master. No wonder the Holy Land is so vulnerable.

Saintess Lingjun was discovered by her maid in her dormitory, the Ling Palace.

When she was found, she was lying on her bed, disheveled and unconscious.

Her maid just came to clean her bedroom as usual, but she didn't expect to see her back.

After receiving the news, Holy Lord Lingwei, Holy Light, and the Holy Word who were anxiously and frantically looking for her all hurried to the Lingjun Palace. The Holy Lord invited a doctor, who was treating the unconscious Lingjun.

Guomai Zhihai's face looked very strange.

"How is it? Is the saint okay? Why is she unconscious?"

There was a slight blush on the doctor's face, and he spoke in an extremely complicated manner: "The saint...she is fine for the time being...but, just, she indulged too much and was exhausted..."

The doctor's words made the faces of Lingwei, Holy Light and Holy Word present suddenly change, their vision went dark, and they almost fainted.

What is excessive indulgence...

Saint Lingjun is not married yet, she is pure and pure, how can she indulge in excessive sexual activities?

Moreover, Saintess Lingjun has always been arrogant, and there are only a handful of men she can look up to. How could she indulge in excessive sexual desires?

Shengyan was the most excited. With red eyes, he grabbed the doctor's collar: "What did you say?"

Damn it!

That is his beloved, that is his bride.

On the eve of their wedding, before he even touched her, he was told that she was unconscious due to excessive sexual indulgence and exhaustion?

What a joke...what a big joke!

The Spiritual Power of the Holy Lord was as disbelieving as the Holy Word. He became so angry that he even wanted to kill the doctor to silence him.

However, Shengguang forced himself to calm down and carefully looked at Lingjun, who was lying unconscious on the bed.

Lingjun was still wearing the dress she had worn when she went to the Yin Temple Ancient Cave that day. The dress was somewhat torn, making her clothes disheveled, revealing bits of fair skin.

Her gorgeous face is pale and bloodless, with tiredness and fatigue, and her eye circles are swollen. If you look carefully, you can see tear stains at the corners of her eyes, the tip of her nose is red, and her lips are red and swollen, and even broken...

this……

Even with clothes on, you can see what the problem looks like, which is really not far from what the doctor said.

His throat moved, and he spoke with difficulty: "Holy Lord... the holy words, what the doctor said, I'm afraid it's true."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Shengyan shouted at him with red eyes.

"Shut up."

The Spiritual Power of the Holy Lord rose rapidly throughout his body. Although he denied it with his mouth, he was afraid in his heart that what the doctor and the Holy Light said was the truth.

So, under the dark gaze of the Holy Light, he killed the doctor who had diagnosed Lingjun before.

When Shengyan saw Holy Lord Lingwei doing this, he knew in his heart that Lingwei also believed the doctor's words, but he didn't believe it, he just didn't believe it... maybe it wasn't that he didn't believe it, but that he didn't want to believe it.

He quickly rushed to the bedside, not caring about the presence of Holy Light and Lingwei beside him. He reached out and pinched the dress of Saint Lingjun and tore it apart.

Without the cover of her dress, Saintess Lingjun's body covered with bruises and bruises was completely exposed.

This is a body that has been brutally abused.

Shengyan staggered at his feet, and his whole mind went blank, as if he had lost the ability to think.

The expression on his face was blank, and even the language was lost.

The disbelief and hatred in his eyes were as if the person lying down was himself.

Holy Light only glanced at it and then looked away, murmuring: "How could this happen..."

The Holy Lord's eyes were about to burst, and the aura around him was so powerful that he said: "Who is it! Who is it! I want to kill him!!! I must kill him!!!"

At this moment, the unconscious Lingjun's thick eyelashes moved, as if he was about to wake up.

Shengyan, who originally didn't know how to react, reacted and immediately closed her dress, looking at her with a gloomy expression.

Lingjun opened his eyes under the expectant gazes of him and Lingwei. The eyes that used to be full of vitality and arrogance were dull and seemed to have no focus.

Just one glance made Shengyan's heart hurt so much.

Lingjun is the goddess in his mind, he has been since childhood.

But now, she has become like this.

The hands under Shengyan's sleeves slowly clenched, he gritted his teeth, and with the taste of blood in his mouth, he told himself that he would avenge her.

We must avenge Lingjun!!!

No matter who it is, as long as it hurts Lingjun, he will have sworn hatred against him.

"Linger..." Lingwei's trembling voice called to his daughter who seemed to have lost her soul.

Shengyan reached out and hugged Lingjun into his arms, and his voice was extremely light and gentle: "Ling'er, you are back... You are back, everything will be fine... The day after tomorrow is the day we get married. Don't be so unhappy.

Is it good...Ling'er..."

Lingwei's eyes moved slightly after hearing Shengyan's words, and he moved his gaze from Lingjun to Shengyan: "Yan'er... Ling'er is like this now, you..."

"I don't care." Shengyan raised his head, with a fearless look on his gloomy and delicate face. He loved Lingjun, and it was true love. Even if Lingjun didn't love him, he would love her no matter what, and he would always love her.

She lived until the end of her life.

Lingwei was moved by Shengyan's words. Before Lingwei could speak, Lingjun, who was held in Shengyan's arms, spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Dad...Daddy...Brother Shengguang..."

Shengguang looked at Lingjun with complicated eyes. He pitied her, but he didn't love her. At this time, she should see clearly who loved her most.

After feeling the tenderness and kindness around him, Lingjun's eyes slowly focused. When he saw Lingwei, tears burst into his eyes. He couldn't help but want to rush towards him and grab his sleeves. His face was twisted and his eyes were sinister: "
Chapter completed!