In a Manor in Paris.
The security was tight.
In the dungeon, a young girl was tied up. Her ink-black hair hung down, and her white dress was stained with blood. Her hands were chained up, and her body was hanging limply.
She was barefooted. The back of her foot was white, and her toes were long and pink. They were stained with a little blood and looked particularly gorgeous.
The walls of the cell were filled with torture instruments.
The blood on the girl's back stained her dress red.
Blood flowed down his back to his calves.
The cell door was opened.
Lu Lu rushed in."Madam, Madam?" Madam Daili?"
The young girl, Daili, blinked her eyes gently. Her face was particularly pale, and her eyes were lethargic."Are you finally going to give me a quick end?"
Lu Lu shook her head."You're safe."
She took the key to unlock the handcuffs and put Dai Li down. Dai Li could not stand still at all, so Lu Lu carried her and walked out.