Princess Against the World

In the realm of chaos.

Feng Chenglin stood there in agony, looking at the painful Agumon egg under his feet.

"You tell me, you're not going to cause trouble...it's okay to cause trouble yourself, but you insist on making me suffer with you...You say, I'm like this myself, and you still have the heart to bring trouble to me?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Agumon under the water suddenly rolled over as if someone had strangled its neck and couldn't breathe.

The huge movements and the tossing seawater were full of bubbles, blocking Feng Chenglin's sight in minutes.

"Fuck...what's going on?"

He looked around subconsciously.

"Nothingness...Three Young Masters..."

But it's so empty here, there's no other people around.

Seeing more and more bubbles, Feng Chenglin squatted down and wanted to take a closer look.

Suddenly——

A bloody mouth emerged from the bubble and instantly stuck to Feng Chenglin's face.

"ah!"

With a strange cry, Feng Chenglin fell down and sat down, sweating profusely.

"Damn, you scared me to death..."

He patted his chest and fell to the ground, intending to scold Agumon, but seeing its struggling appearance and those eyes, he felt inexplicably unbearable.

"You...what do you mean? Are you going to come out??"

He tried tapping the water with his hand.

"But if you want to come out, I don't have anything... If I have a stick or a knife or something, I can still..."

"Snapped!"

Something fell in front of him.

Fatty Feng was startled: "What?"

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a wooden stick as thick as an arm.

"Fuck..."

He subconsciously looked up at the sky.

Can sticks rain down from the sky? ?

Wait a moment? ?

It was either Niu Wu or Third Young Master who heard his voice and sent it——

stick? ?

But is this stick useful for wool? ?

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth, stood up, grabbed the stick, and tentatively poked the water underground.

The water surface looks like a thin layer of ice, completely transparent, but extremely strong. Under normal circumstances, it is absolutely difficult to break.

Otherwise, with Agumon's power, he would have broken through the ice long ago.

Forget it, never mind! !

Give it a try! !

Fatty Feng grabbed the stick and stabbed it hard into the water.

Sure enough, after a poke, there was no movement in the water.

He grabbed the stick, knocked and poked again, and tried his best for a long time, but it had no effect, so he simply stopped thinking.

"As you can see, it's not that I don't help, it's that I don't take advantage of things..."

Feng Chenglin stood panting.

He was just recovering from a serious injury. He had been beaten and beaten for a long time, and he was already exhausted.

"If there was an ax or something at this time..."

"Boom!"

Not far away, something fell.

The moment he saw that thing, Feng Chenglin was shocked.

That's an axe! !

He raised his head and looked at the sky: "Third Young Master... I didn't want you to play like this..."

Why bother? ?

What the hell does it mean to trap him here with a trapped beast? ?

Still communicating! !

How could he and a beast communicate so well? ?

Looking at the ax and then at the Agumon under his feet, Feng Chenglin walked over in pain.

"Third Young Master... you are always like this. You can explain everything in just a few words, but you have to make it so mysterious and complicated... It's not like you don't know that my brain is a bit different from ordinary people's and I can't keep up with yours. IQ..."

Why do you have to guess? !