Qin Yaying looked at the man in front of her. She looked fierce. Her whole body shrank back. The burns on her arms had caused her forehead to sweat continuously. In addition, the man who looked at her tigerly in front of her, she felt that she had no way to retreat at all.

Even if she cried out for millions of lives in her heart, no one would come to save her, would they?

"I beg you, don't touch me!" Qin Yahuang's tears have blurred her vision.

"Don't cry, I'll hurt you." Long Ge pulled away the two bodyguards and pulled her into his arms. He also saw the...