Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin was so angry that he really wanted to jump up and give Zuo Furong a big mouth.

This woman is so vicious.

She is going to stir up public anger and use a knife to kill.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said, "Senior sister, don't listen to her nonsense... Didn't I just accidentally look at your bellyband?! I didn't do anything!"

Ling Luoyu's head was full of crows, and there was a black line on his forehead.

Fatty Fatty's head must have been kicked by a donkey!

How dare you shout out this kind of thing in public!

I only looked at the apron and did nothing!

Brother, what else do you want to do? !

The apron is a woman's close-fitting thing, which represents the innocence of a girl's family.

If you keep shouting like this, the reputation of the girl will be ruined!

Isn't this really looking for death? !

Sure enough, Wen Xi's face was red and her ears were red, and she became angry: "Looking for death!"

The person wearing the apron was seen, and it had already leaked out in the spring, but now he is yelled at in such a large audience, how can he not be angry from the bottom of his heart.

No matter what the coercion was, Xuanhuang's third-level profound energy surged, pressing Feng Chenglin with his palm.

This dead fat man who is open-mouthed, he must be crippled before he dies to relieve his hatred.

"boom!"

Feng Chenglin seemed to have been kicked by someone, and rolled to one side like a ball of flesh, avoiding Wen Xi's palms worthy of being able to.

The pressure disappeared, Feng Chenglin turned over and jumped up, and hurriedly pointed to Wen Xi, not caring about who kicked him.

"Senior sister, I, Feng Chenglin, don't beat women! But don't deceive people too much..."

Wen Xi laughed angrily: "Don't beat women? That's good! You just wait to be beaten to death by women!"

There was a sneer on the corner of Zuo Furong's mouth, and he raised his arms and shouted: "Sisters, come together, kill him..."

In the shouting, everyone came together to kill, with the meaning of breaking Feng Chenglin into eight pieces.

Zuo Furong succeeded in his trick and retreated proudly.

Who knew that before taking two steps back, he noticed that someone else had kicked him hard at the back knee.

"what!"

She knelt down screaming.

Before he could turn his head to see who was behind him, he was kicked on the back again.

"don't want!"

Before he could shout, he was kicked in the back by someone else.

Grumbling, she rolled forward in embarrassment.

In panic, she saw countless feet stepping down like crazy.

"Help me..."

She hurriedly covered her face and screamed in horror, but she was drowned in the angry denunciations of the women.

Feng Chenglin originally wanted to resist, but he couldn't hold back the anger of the crowd, so he blocked the left side and couldn't care about the right side. In the end, he could only squat down with his head in his arms, waiting for the stormy beating to beat himself into a pig's head.

As soon as he squatted down, he noticed that it was dark in front of him, as if someone had put on his clothes, and when he scrambled to get rid of his clothes, he realized that he was standing on the side, safe and sound.

And the group of angry girls was beating someone in front of them furiously.

He stood there in a daze, a little dazed for a while.

"This... what's going on?!"

Wen Xi was forced out of the beating circle by a group of junior sisters. In order to avoid hurting the innocent, she had to hold back and retreat.

None of these girls have a low cultivation level, and even with saliva, they can drown that dead fat man.

Thinking of this, she just waited and watched the change, and didn't step forward.

Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly found a familiar figure and turned her head in shock.

Not far away, Feng Cheng Lin Zheng looked at her innocently.

Seeing her turn her head, the corners of her mouth twitched and she raised her hand to say hello.

"Sister..."

Wen Xi: "..."