Princess Against the World

After the anger has passed, it is reality.

Regardless of whether or not God warned this "phantom", she couldn't easily let Ling Luoyu die.

Because she is dead, the people of the demon clan will definitely not give up.

Even if he didn't tell what happened back then, he just let out the wind and said that Ling Luoyu was poisoned by her, Mo Xuanchen would not spare her.

Until then, there is really no way out.

While there is still a chance of survival, she must try hard.

"Ling Luoyu, I will try my best to save you... But whether or not I can save you depends on your destiny!"

Making up her mind, she turned the car around and headed west.

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"boom"

Feng Chenglin knocked his head against the iron wall and woke up instantly.

"Why did I doze off?!"

Fatty Feng couldn't remember how long he hadn't slept.

He has been looking for a way to get out of the iron barrel, and has been groping for those gaps.

I don't know how long I have been fumbling around, I don't know how many naps I have taken, and I don't even know how long it has passed.

Fumbling to find the mechanism is the only way for him to leave here, even if there is no hope, it is better than slim.

Rubbing his eyes, he instinctively continued to follow the crack.

Only this time, a flash of light suddenly appeared in his head. He no longer fumbled for the crack, but tapped the place where his head hit just now with his fingertips.

I don't know what, the "dong" sound just now seemed a little ethereal.

"Dong dong dong!"

Fatty Feng kept beating around, until he saw a stick of incense, he sat down sweating profusely.

"There is indeed a problem!"

In the beating just now, although the voices sounded roughly the same, if you listen carefully, you can still hear the difference.

Where he knocked his head, the sound was a little hollower than the surroundings.

After finding a center point for his voice, Fatty Feng found the center of gravity and kicked it.

"Boom!"

Suirang was already prepared, but this time, the loud voice almost deafened his ears.

His blood was surging, and he instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Fuck..."

A person with a lower cultivation base and a lower one is estimated to be able to directly shatter the blood vessels.

Wu Shengji's voice of contempt also entered his ears: "Tsk tsk tsk...you say you are, why don't you believe people so much?! Didn't I already tell you how to leave? But why don't you listen?! I'll tell you, there's no other way to leave than the one I told you..."

"Fuck you uncle..."

Feng Chenglin scolded and wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and sat down crookedly.

If he continues to fight with brute force, it is estimated that the iron barrel will not explode, and he will die first!

Looking at the brochure, he gritted his teeth and finally opened the first page.

Forget it, try it! !

Looking for the guidance above, he began to guide profound energy from his dantian and penetrated himself.

Outside Wu Shengji removed his hand from the iron bucket, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You still know each other!! Go, let's go drink first!"

A attendant followed up with a flattering smile: "Brother, is this kid safe?!"

"Ansheng!"

"How do you know?!" The attendant turned his head suspiciously and looked behind him: "Across that big iron bucket, you seem to be able to see..."

Wu Shengji smiled strangely and slapped the attendant's back on the head.

"What do you know, this thing is..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he gave the attendant a displeased look.

"Xiao Dongzi, have you been with me for several years?!"