Feng Chenglin gave him a glance: "At least, I gave her hope..."

Looking at A Liu, he added another sentence.

"Even temporarily..."

Even if it is temporary, at least let such a weak little girl not be too desperate!

"What's the use of temporary? Hope in the past is deeper despair... It's better to be like me, let her despair now! At least... I won't wait for a while, despair to the first!!"

Turning his head slightly, he suddenly looked at A Liu.

"A Liu, do you remember what I said to you?"

A Liu's eyes trembled: "...remember..."

"Tell them to listen to what I told you..."

"... You said, the worst result is death... If I can't stand it, I will die! That way, everything will be free... But if I die, there will never be hope again. And as long as I'm still alive... Maybe someday in the future, God will pity me and a miracle will happen. I will meet the person who can save me from the sea of suffering... From then on, I won't be a slave again..."

No one will know how desperate a teenage girl is when she says these things! !

Feng Chenglin's heart faintly hurts--

His daughter is also of this age! !

If such a person is dragged out and sold, and he is still desperate enough to want to die, then he will die.

The man sighed lightly, rubbed A Liu's messy hair lightly, and motioned her to sit down on one side.

Looking at her back, Feng Chenglin suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu: "San Shao..."

Ling Luoyu saw his distress from the bottom of his eyes: "Do what you want to do! But there are some things, just do it, don't say it!"

Lifting her eyes slightly, she silently met the man's eyes.

"Especially there is no need to explain anything to outsiders!!"

"outsider?"

The man laughed loudly, stepped forward suddenly, and knelt on the ground opposite Ling Luoyu.

"Am I an outsider?"

With an arm stretched out, he bent Ling Luoyu under his arm, no more than half a foot apart.

Feng Chenglin's expression changed, and he was about to get up, but under Ling Luoyu's eyes, he sat back obediently.

'Kid, you remember, as long as it is a person with a ring, it's a family...because we have the same name on our heads-slave! ! No matter what your surname or name was before, in short, you now have only one name! ! "

Looking down at Ling Luoyu's arm, he slowly withdrew and sat up straight.

"And as a slave, the first and foremost thing to survive is-don't be nosy! Don't think how good you were before. If you came here with some tricks, you won't be selected by them! But... You, it's better to converge! Because this place is not something you can be arrogant!"

"Listening to you, it seems to be frustrated a lot..."

Ling Luoyu squinted slightly and looked under his clothes.

"You are hurt?"

There was a faint smell of blood on his body!

Vaguely, there was a smell of herbs.

"How do you know?" The man's pupils shrank obviously and looked at himself.

Although his clothes were torn apart, his wounds were not exposed. How did she find out! ?

"I happen to have medicine for trauma..."

"You'd better keep it for yourself!" The man unexpectedly rejected Ling Luoyu, turned to his position, and sat down.