Although she was injured now, you could still see her blushing face under the moonlight. She was graceful, her skin white, and her eyes as clear as the sky.
Looking at this woman, Lin Chen was a bit shocked, feeling she looked familiar.
"Swoosh!"
A figure flashed by. A young man dressed in flaming red clothes, with a handsome face carved like a knife, red eyes like rubies, and long, fiery red hair like a waterfall. His body exuded a majestic aura. He stepped on the woman with one foot, swept his eyes across her body, then lifted her fair chin and said with a smile: "Beauty, now you have no means of escape. You better serve me well."
The girl looked terrified and said, "If you dare to provoke me, my father will never let you go."
