Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin felt uncomfortable hearing this: "Brother, you are not cowardly, this is human nature... As the saying goes, who is not afraid of death? I am afraid of death too..."

"No... we are different! Different... Liao Ao laughed at himself and shook his head: "On the surface, I am not afraid of life and death, but deep down, I am afraid of death... Otherwise, I would not avoid the Lord of God like this. I'm afraid that one day, it will fall into his hands! "

His eyes gradually blurred and his voice became lower.

"But when death really came, I suddenly discovered...this death is really nothing! It's just a process of a little fear and despair. When the time comes, you fall asleep vaguely, and everything will be gone. It exists again!"

Looking at his appearance, as if he was about to die, Feng Chenglin quickly called out: "Hey, you're not..."

"Fat man!" Ling Luoyu waved his hand lightly, beckoning him to stand up, and tilted his head to indicate to Zhao Sheng: "Let's see how that guy is doing?"

Zhao Sheng was penetrated, and it was so heartbreaking to move, but he couldn't move.

Seeing Feng Chenglin approaching, he quickly stood up and crawled behind him: "Misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding... I... I was just afraid that Liao Ao would run away, so I took action, but I didn't expect that it would actually hurt you. …”

"Hurt me? Haha..." Feng Chenglin shook his head and strode forward: "Do you think I am a fool or a blind man? Your attack was obviously aimed at me, but Liao Ao blocked it for me. That's all...otherwise, even if I don't die now, I'm probably still half-dead and half-dead, right?"

"no……"

"No? Then why don't you give it a try!?"

Feng Chenglin suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Zhao Sheng's arm, turned him over, and pulled out a nearly transparent flying knife from his waist.

The material of the flying knife is unclear, but it looks like crystal, crystal clear.

It's just crystal clear, but there is a faint green glow and a faint fishy smell.

But under the impact of his butterfly clothes, it was still intact. It was definitely not a vulgar thing.

"You kid, do you think I don't care because my butterfly clothes knocked this thing away? I saw your move of taking it back..."

Even though Zhao Sheng was dying and looking like he would die if he couldn't catch a breath, when he and Ling Luoyu were concerned about Liao Ao, he still quickly collected the flying knife to himself.

"Third Young Master!"

Feng Cheng Lintong wrapped the flying knife with his steps and threw it to Ling Luoyu.

"It's poisonous, be careful!"

Zhao Sheng's eyes followed the flying knife, and his eyes were a little complicated for a moment.

Feng Chenglin took a step across, blocking his view: "I know what you are thinking... But once the things are in the hands of our third young master, don't even think about getting them back! It's just..."

With a smile, he squatted down next to Zhao Sheng.

"Seriously, if you hadn't done anything just now, we would have gone back to our respective homes and looked for our respective mothers! I'm sorry, you are so greedy and selfish that you want to kill Liao After Ao captured it, he started attacking us...what now? He stole the chicken but lost the rice, so he shot himself in the foot, right?"

Zhao Sheng sat up with difficulty, with a look of despair on his face: "This... brother, this is really a misunderstanding! I really didn't mean to do anything to you... you just now!"