The Abandoned Princess

Offending a Devil

Victor frowned, raising his hand was trying to make Lexie faint, but when his hand was raised Victor did not do so, in the end just sighed, "Already, this stimulant drug is also easy to treat, you are indeed my woman, this time, let me be your antidote."

Inside the room the seductive atmosphere was slowly spreading.

No one saw when the bed curtains were lowered, in an instant, Lexie's eyes brightened in a glance.

Fortunately, Lexie holds the broken bowl, uses the pain to stay awake, then uses this opportunity to trap Victor by playing this drama, fortunately Victor came on time.

He knew the notorious king Victor would not be so easy to believe in one's sincerity, even when Lexie unknowingly said his feelings would also not soften this man's steel heart, but ... Lexie doesn't care, she doesn't mean to get her heart, what Lexie wants is trust.

Gaining trust is much easier than getting sincerity.

When the nuns inside the temple did not know what was going on, they saw a burly man with a long sword barge in, one by one frightened to the point that his face pias.

The sound of their screams managed to wake up the rest of the people inside, in a few moments there were 20 to 30 women yawning in the courtyard, but when they saw their friend's corpse in the middle of the courtyard, their drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

"Aah!" The women screamed in horror.

The old monk staggered to the center of the courtyard by wading through the crowd, looking at the nun whose throat was smashed, he then angrily pointed at the iraqi standing in the corridor with his long sword shouting: "Who doesn't have eyes, do you know whose place this is?"

"No eyes?" Morgan let out a cold snort, raising the sword in his hand a little higher, "Do you guys know who I am?"

The first to react was a nun who had opened the door for Lexie, she pulled the old nun's hand and said: "This man is the older sister of the girl, I didn't think he was a martial artist."

"I don't care who you are, dare to come to my place, and do as you please then seek death!" The old monk puffed out his chest, looked at Morgan disdainfully, then shouted at the nuns behind him, "You still didn't come forward to kill this man?"

Looking more carefully, it turns out that some of the nuns are different from others, women here are on average in their 20s, only some of the nuns are in their 30s, and again their levels do not stand out, he said, you can see now, they are bouncers in this temple, not ordinary girls who accompany guests.

A few people advanced around Morgan, but unfortunately, they still had not started just listening to Morgan snort, then raised the sword, and charged towards those people, they were shocked, they were shocked, this guy how can they handle it?

Not long after, the bouncer had been slashed and lying on the ground, limbs scattered about falling down in the midst of the nuns, instantly shocking some timid people.

Morgan was a warrior who came out of the battlefield, he did indeed have a killing aura, this scene instantly made the remaining nuns beg for mercy.

The old monk was also afraid, pointing at him tremblingly, "You, you, you dare to kill our people, my master will never let you go! If you leave now, we, we won't take issue ..."

"Don't say it arrogantly! I don't care who your master is, if you dare to provoke a person belonging to my master then it must die!" Morgan spit, comparing Mister? Who is afraid of who? King Victor's name, other than the royal family, who would dare him?

"You, who is your Master?" This old monk did not expect that this person also had a master.

Morgan snorted and said flatly, "King Victor."

"I, I don't know ..." The monk also found it difficult, crawling up to Morgan's side asking for mercy, "Sister, let us go, we just did the things that others told us to do, and also it was forced. Brother, your sister is in that room, if now you go to save her, perhaps, it might still not be too late ..."

They until now had no idea that Victor had already entered the room, only unfortunately, if it had really waited until this moment just to go inside, it was too late to save people.

Perhaps to prove what he said was too unreliable, the door of the room was slowly opened.

The tall Victor walked slowly out from the inside holding Lexie, even his movements when lifting his legs when crossing the gate were so graceful that it made others stare at him stunned.

"Morgan, why is it so slow to handle just a few pieces of trash, you take so long." When Victor opened his mouth, he did not even see blood splattered on the floor, only walking out in his arms holding the unconscious Lexie.

His appearance made the people who had still a little hope for life suddenly fall into absolute despair, the man's indifference to life was very clear, he certainly did not mind killing them all.

"Hamba is incompetent!" Morgan lowered his head and admitted to being wrong, then asked: "Your Majesty, there is still someone behind them, do you want to leave a living witness to be questioned?"

Victor let out a cold snort, "What are the witnesses alive? Isn't this just a filthy Taoist temple, why, can't my people investigate who's behind it?"

"What His Majesty said makes sense." Morgan listened to Victor's words, then took a step at a time toward the old nun.

Victor walked out of the backyard, holding Lexie, indifferent to the screams of pain coming from behind him.

That night Lexie sleeps so uncomfortably, in the daze she always dreams, she dreams that everyone in the temple is killed, blood is everywhere, blood is everywhere, limbs scattered everywhere, screams of agony everywhere ..."

When she woke up already the next morning, Lexie was awoken by the singing in a deep and clear voice.

Lexie opened her eyes, found herself in an unfamiliar room, still clueless as to what was going on, Lucas's face before her slowly enlarged.

"Sister." Lucas' voice was full of emotional feelings and also heartless.

Seeing Lucas, Lexie's heart calmed down, she also slowly became more relaxed, "Good boy."

"Sir ..." Lexie seemed to want to say something, but she clearly seemed hesitant.

"Why?" Lexie gathered the strength to smile at him.

Lucas hesitated for a moment then pointed towards the door, "The bald man said that you are the bearer of disaster!"

What is a bald man, what is a disaster bearer? Lexie who heard Lucas say in obscurity grew more confused, her heart also becoming more doubtful.