Chapter 114 The Taste of Despair

"Night God Festival, I will never let you go!" After Ouyang Lan realized that he was far from the opponent of the Night God Festival at this time, he immediately got up and took advantage of the fact that the defensive prohibition had not expired at this time, and his figure had already broken through the air.

"Husband! Don't leave me!" Seeing Ouyang Lan leaving alone regardless, a look of despair suddenly flashed in Lin Fenger's charming eyes. She stared at Ouyang Lan's galloping figure and called out bitterly.

It's just that Ouyang Lan had made up her mind to leave at this time. No matter how Lin Fenger called him, he didn't have the courage to come back here.

Seeing Ouyang Lan's panicked Yuqi flying away, the Night God Festival just smiled coldly. His figure flashed to Lin Fenger's side and punched Lin Fenger in the chest.

The punch of the night god sacrifice contained 80% of his spiritual cultivation. After this punch, Lin Fenger directly sprayed blood and retreated, and her whole body hit the towering trees behind her fiercely.

Seeing that Lin Fenger was seriously injured by her punch, the Night God Festival did not attack her again. Instead, she turned around and looked at the southern barbarians coldly and said with a gloomy smile on her face, "She will leave it to you. You can do whatever you want to her."

"Night God Festival! You bastard, I, Lin Fenger, will not let you go if you are a ghost!" Originally, Lin Fenger was still wondering why the Night God Festival killed her with a sword. At this time, after hearing the gloomy voice of the Night God Festival, she knew that the Night God Festival wanted her to be ** to death by these southern savages.

In Lin Fenger's opinion, it is better to die under the night god sacrifice sword than to fall into the hands of these southern barbarians. Thinking that the Night God Festival did not kill her with her own hands, but handed her over to these southern barbarians, Lin Fenger was very arrogant about the Night God Festival in her heart.

"Lin Fenger, this is your retribution, your retribution for everything you have done to me." The Night God Festival completely ignored Lin Fenger's hoarse roar, but looked coldly at Lin Fenger, who was leaning against the tree, and then turned around and smiled coldly, "Lin Fenger, do you know what real despair is like? I'm sure you won't understand, but now you can feel it.

With that, the figure of the Night God Festival flashed and galloped in the direction of Ouyang Lan's departure, leaving Lin Fenger alone with these bloodthirsty faces.

The southern barbarians originally thought that the Night God Festival would be their enemy, but they didn't expect that the teenager under the age of 16 just said a few words indifferently and left Lin Fenger, a beautiful and touching beauty here.

After the figure of the night god sacrifice completely disappeared in the air, these southern barbarians couldn't help laughing arrogantly, and then leaned closer to Lin Fenger.

Looking at the southern barbarians laughing and slowly leaning closer to her, Lin Fenger only felt that a cold feeling filled her heart in an instant. At this moment, she couldn't help but regret that she failed to kill the night god sacrifice in the Killing Pavilion, and even regretted that she and Ouyang Lan came to participate in this southern barbarian hunting conference.

Originally, she thought that Ouyang Lan would be the backer of her life, but she didn't expect that Ouyang Lan would leave her at the critical moment of life and death. Thinking of this, Lin Fenger was extremely resentful of the Night God Festival and Ouyang Lan. She hated Ouyang Lan's ruthlessness to her and the cruelness of the Night God Festival.

Unfortunately, at this moment, she has not realized that she is the most cruel person. At the beginning, she cheated several people of the Night God Festival, and finally killed all the methods of the Night God Festival and others, which is the most cruel and cold.

At this time, all the things she faced were all her own.

Strong resentment made Lin Fenger's beautiful face gradually twist and even look a little ferocious, but those southern barbarians did not let her go because of this. Instead, they howled and rushed to Lin Fenger and tore the thin clothes on Lin Fenger's body as soon as they reached out.

Even if Lin Fenger was not injured at this time, she was not the opponent of these southern savages, but at this time, she had already been seriously injured under the attack of the night god sacrifice. She could only watch those southern savages' hands touch her silky and delicate body, but she could not lift the strength to resist at all.

"Night God Festival, I won't let you do what I want!" Looking at the rough hands of those southern savages slowly stroked her delicate body, Lin Fenger's charming eyes also showed a trace of hatred.

A dazzling light flashed in her hand. Lin Fenger suddenly tried her best to summon her Lingwu sword and stretched out her hand to cut down her delicate neck.

As Lin Fenger's sword fell, a red blood suddenly gushed out of the wound on her snow-white neck. At this time, she had made up her mind that even if she committed suicide, she would not let these southern barbarians stain her body.

It's just that these southern barbarians obviously did not let go of Lin Fenger, but after they saw Lin Fenger cut her neck by herself, the bloodthirsty smile on the faces of these southern barbarians couldn't help but become stronger.

One of the southern barbarians quickly took a few steps and held Lin Fenger's slowly falling body into his arms. He completely ignored the red flowers flowing down Lin Fenger's neck, but pulled off his trousers and exposed the thick thing.

Looking at Lin Fenger's white and delicate body, which was gradually covered with blood, the southern barbarian sneered gloomily. He stretched out his hand to hold Lin Fenger's upturned buttocks, and then straightened his waist, and the thick thing in his lower body pierced directly into Lin Fenger's lower body.

Even if Lin Fenger still has a trace of consciousness at this time, she will definitely resist desperately under the roughness of this southern savage, but her body has gradually become cold at this time, and her soul has already been separated from her body. If Lin Fenger's soul could see that after her death, these southern barbarians still did not give up her body's determination, I don't know how she would feel?

The southern barbarian savage held Lin Fenger's gradually cold body, and his lower body moved crazily. It seemed that there was an indescribable magic on Lin Fenger's body, guiding him to do so.

And several other southern savages also stared at this crazy and bloody scene. Several of them had a silvery smile on their faces. They all stretched out their hands to pull off their animal skin shorts, and then stretched out their hands to grab Lin Fenger's snow-white seductive body and pressed Lin Fenger on **, thick lower body. A stab into Lin Fenger's body and began to impact crazily...

At this time, if the Night God Festival can still stay here, then I guess I will frown slightly when I see this scene. After all, even the Night God Festival did not expect that these southern barbarians had the special hobby of silver insulting women's corpses.

In order to catch up with Ouyang Lan who fled, the Night God Festival not only opened the third pupil of the night god's pupil, but also did not worry about the excessive consumption of spiritual power at all. It frantically drove the spiritual power in the body and galloped in the direction of Ouyanglan's escape.