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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 13

The colorful light rays reached Diana and slowly descended.

Diana could finally see that the colorful light rays were a huge circular fan, and two people stood on top of it.

One of them was a lady in white, who appeared to be in her twenties.

The other was a little girl in a hair bun, who seemed to be around seven years old.

When Diana saw them, he forced himself to stand.

Neither of them was old, yet they could fly in the air.

This must be something only an immortal could do! Hence, those people would not be killers that Hezti sent.

When the circular fan landed, the little girl jumped down and looked around.

The bloody scene did not seem to have affected her.

“There’s indeed spiritual Qi’ s wave motion.

Your senses were right.

A battle just happened here.” Soon, the little girl turned her head over to look at the lady in white, who was her senior.

The lady in white shook her head slightly.

“However, this was a battle between the martial art practitioners, and it’s the Talisman of Concentrated Vitality‘s wave motion.

Let’s just go.”

“Oh!” The little girl nodded and was about to jump up the circular fan when she saw something.

Then, she pointed in a direction and yelled, “Look, there’s a survivor!”

The little did not wait for the lady in white to answer, and she bounced toward the person.

Next, she exclaimed in surprise, “There’s another person, but… Hey, you should come over and take a look.”

Diana was less than a meter away from that little girl.

Then, his body muscles moved, and the pain was so excruciating he felt as if he was being torn apart.

The injuries caused by the two attacks were far more severe than he thought.

Nonetheless, Diana was thankful that he was him.

Otherwise, if he were just another martial artist, he would already be dead.

Diana watched as the little girl squatted and examined the fainted Penny.

He wanted to get up, but he could not.

Whether it was the little girl or the lady in white, they only spared him a glance when they realized he was alive.

After that, they ignored Diana completely.

At that moment, the two were focused on Penny.

“This…” The lady in white approached them and followed in the direction the little girl pointed.

Soon, she saw a few green blades of grass not far from Penny’s cheek, and they were swaying in the wind.

It was only a few small blades of grass, but she could feel a faint spiritual Qi escaping from them.

The lady in white reached out her hand, and the few tiny blades of grass were instantly sucked to her hand.

After checking them for a while, the lady in white reached out again and wiped the wound on Penny’s forehead.

Then, she smelled it, and a solemn expression appeared on her face.

The little girl raised her head and looked at the lady in white excitedly.

“So, is she? Is she?”

Although Diana did not know what the two were discussing, he was sure that these two “immortals” appeared interested in Penny.

“Save her… Please, save her…” Diana uttered with great effort, and his eyes flashed with a hopeful light.

As he was badly injured, his voice sounded like a murmur.

It took the little girl a while before she could notice Mandra.

“She’s my maid.

Please, save her.” Diana said in a hoarse voice.

The girl only answered with an “Oh!” and she did not say anything else.

The lady in white seemed serious.

Diana saw her flip her wrist, and then a jade plate appeared out of thin air.

This action was like an eye-opener for Mandra.

Nonetheless, he also noticed a carving of two triangles side by side at the bottom of the jade plate.

Furthermore, the same pattern was also on the two girls’ cuffs.

The lady in white took a drop of Penny’s blood and wiped it on the jade plate.

A moment later, the jade plate was glowing with a faint white light.

Seeing that, the lady in white was touched, and the little girl who was tiptoeing to see the jade plate instantly covered her mouth.

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