Princess Against the World

Those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black!

This sentence is absolutely correct! !

When he was with Ling Luo Yu, Feng Cheng Lin Du was completely indifferent to life and death. Every time he made a move, it was a fatal blow.

So at that time, he was very murderous and could deal with anyone who didn't have eyesight.

But after leaving her for so long, Feng Chenglin suddenly realized that he had become timid and timid.

In every fight, he couldn't let go of the game, and he didn't dare to use his strength to the extreme at will.

Because he was afraid that he would eventually die of exhaustion.

When he has scruples and distracting thoughts in his heart, his moves become extremely weak.

Over time, this feeling was released endlessly, binding his hands and feet, leading to where he was today.

And Ling Luoyu's words seemed to give Feng Chenglin a sunny avenue in the mist, giving him a goal again.

With a target to fight, Feng Chenglin's actions were like a different person.

Every time he takes a shot, he seems to be cutting off his own escape route, only attacking without caring about the rear.

Even if the rear is lost, it will give the opponent an opportunity to strike hard and sneak attack.

But if the opponent is forced to defend himself repeatedly, there will be no chance for a sneak attack.

Therefore, under the attack of Feng Chenglin's open back door, Yan Niangzi could not find a chance to attack his rear.

Seeing the opportunity right in front of her, she could kill the enemy with just one move, but she had no chance to make a move, and she couldn't help but feel more anxious.

Ling Luoyu on one side was like a hunting beast waiting for an opportunity, ready to attack at any time and give her the most fatal blow.

If she didn't take down Feng Chenglin as a threat in the shortest time, then the situation would be reversed, and she would be the one who became a prisoner and was at the mercy of others.

no! !

Her heart skipped a beat, and she roared angrily: "What are you still doing in a daze?! Take action..."

The girls in red immediately retreated, the red ropes in their hands suddenly broke, all the bells were flying in the sky, and the sound of the bells was even more sharp and harsh.

"Still playing? There's nothing left to play with..."

Feng Chenglin sneered disdainfully, not paying attention to the bells falling from the sky, and continued to kill the beautiful lady with unabated moves.

But the Yan lady was extremely frightened and retreated suddenly, no longer taking Feng Chenglin's moves.

Almost at the same time, Ling Luoyu also discovered something was wrong with Yan Niangzi.

She seemed to be avoiding Feng Chenglin and not taking any more moves.

With a shiver in her heart, she suddenly looked at the bells all over the sky and understood something.

"Fat man..."

As soon as she screamed, there was a deafening explosion.

The small bells all over the sky exploded like countless explosives.

Endless air waves swirled, and the screams were instantly obscured by a red mist.

The bell exploded, and endless red smoke quickly enveloped everything.

"Ahem..."

Feng Chenglin covered his nose with his hand and coughed.

"Don't breathe, it's poisonous!"

Ling Luoyu's voice rang in his ears.

Before he could react, the red dance in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he was fifty meters away from the red mist.

Looking at the soaring red mist not far away, Feng Chenglin felt lingering fear.

"This woman has so many tricks up her sleeves... they are coming out one after another, making it hard to guard against them!!"

"Your own cultivation is still too weak..." Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes and poured a basin of cold water down on her: "And you are also fascinated by beauty!"