Princess Against the World

"This is a fire! If it goes out, I will become blind..."

Feng Chenglin choked angrily. Not only did he not put out the fire, but he also blew it brighter and walked towards the man.

"Who are you? Why are you here? And... you are still naked..."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of clothing and threw it to the man.

"Put it on!"

If a man looks at a man, he will get a needle's eye!

Even if there is no needle eye, it is still dazzling! !

The man caught the clothes and put them on awkwardly.

After a while, he had become somewhat accustomed to the brightness of Huozhezi.

Seeing Feng Chenglin sitting on the hay, he also came over: "You...how did you get in?"

Compared with him, Feng Chenglin was completely black. When he spoke, his big white teeth dazzled him: "I...I don't know how I got in! Because I was knocked unconscious by gunpowder just now..."

"Oh, that vibration is gunpowder?" The man suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly: "Let me tell you, how could there be such a big vibration? At the beginning, I thought it was an earthquake and it was about to collapse..."

After a pause, he suddenly laughed again.

"Actually, now that I think about it, it might as well have been an earthquake!"

Feng Chenglin used the fire to shine around: "Why? Do you want to be buried with these girls so that you can become a romantic ghost after death?"

man:"……"

What kind of thoughts are these! ?

He was feeling sad here, and he actually blurted out such words!

Affect the atmosphere!

"Brother, if you are like me, locked up here and unable to get out, you probably won't be so optimistic... but hope that there will be an earthquake and bury everything... everyone will die together!"

"You can't get out even if you're dead?" Feng Chenglin glanced at him sideways and frowned: "That's not right, there are dead people here, how can you be alive..."

Moreover, they are still the same as those dead people, they are all without clothes! ?

"I……"

The man lowered his head and unconsciously grabbed his clothes with his hands.

With that grab, Feng Chenglin jumped up with a "yeah" sound and was three feet away from the man.

The man was startled by him, and jumped up suddenly, looking at him with a ghostly look: "You...what's wrong with you?"

"You...your hands...fingernails..."

Feng Chenglin stumbled and pointed at the man's hand.

Although his fingernails were bitten to different lengths, the longest one on his little finger was already two inches long and curved, and all the nails were black.

Even though Feng Chenglin is not afraid of death, he still feels scared in his heart——

In this place full of dead people, a man with long and black fingernails is terrifying no matter how you look at him.

The man sighed and scratched his head with his long nails. The "Zizzi" sound made Feng Chenglin's scalp tingle.

"You... don't scratch me. It makes me feel uncomfortable... If you scratch me again, I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat you to death!"

"It would be great if you could beat me to death..."

The man suddenly smiled bitterly, but still withdrew his hand.

"Do you know why I'm locked up here?"

Feng Chenglin glanced at the dead bodies beside him. Feeling that it was safer to be with them, he moved one of them away, sat down in his place, and sat across from the man.

"Come and listen...but let's talk first, and don't scratch your head anymore..."

The man sighed and subconsciously wanted to scratch his head, but he stopped when Feng Chenglin shouted: "I'm sorry, I've been alone here for too long, I can't help but..."