Princess Against the World

"do not move!"

The familiar voice made Feng Chenglin stop immediately.

"Third Young Master?!"

He took a deep breath and subconsciously looked around.

"Fatty, don't look around, you can't see mine!"

Feng Chenglin's heart inexplicably relaxed a lot.

This is just great!

As long as there are three young masters, everything is under control.

"Third Young Master, hurry up and save the Grand Duke and the Second Marshal!"

"No rush..." Ling Luoyu's voice was a little more teasing: "He didn't dare!"

really!

After throwing the two of them halfway up, Xiong Tiandang stopped suddenly and looked at Feng Chenglin in disbelief.

"Ling Luoyu, don't you want to save them?!"

Feng Chenglin's face paled instantly: "Third Young Master, what should we do?!"

"Fatty, you bear the name of my third young master, but you don't have any aura at all! I, Ling Luoyu, am I the one who compromises when I'm threatened? I said, you answer!!!"

With Ling Luoyu's backing, Feng Chenglin became more courageous in an instant.

He raised his head, tugged at the hem of his clothes and slammed it vigorously, taking a step forward which he thought was very chic.

"Liang Buhuan, you're throwing it?! What? It's stuck? Can't you throw it down? It's okay, you can throw it backwards!"

It seems that the disk jam can still be played back, and this kind of thing can go back smoothly.

The gazes of Tieshi and the others turned instantly.

This fat man seemed to be a different person in an instant.

He was still nervous just now, wishing he could rush up to save people with gunpowder.

In the blink of an eye, it immediately changed into a tone of watching the excitement and not disliking the big things.

Xiong Tiandang was also stunned for a moment, and looked at Liang Buhuan involuntarily, uncertain.

Ling Bufan and Ling Yunxi were still half-hanging on the city wall, they neither struggled nor screamed, they just meant to be slaughtered.

Liang Buhuan couldn't help muttering in his heart.

What kind of trick is this Third Young Master Ling playing? !

Looking at him like this, it is obvious that there is some back trick.

While muttering, Xiong Tiandang couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Captain, this man... shall we throw it away or not!?"

Liang Buhuan's pupils shrank suddenly.

He is really not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs!

I told him just now that the queen mother strictly forbids to torture the two of them!

Even if you don't give them any punishment, if you throw the two of them down, who will be the one who is dead and disabled? !

Immediately, he rolled his eyes and slammed a cold face over, before turning to Feng Chenglin.

"Third Young Master Ling, you are so filial! Your own grandfather and second uncle's lives are hanging by a thread here. It's fine if you don't mind saving them, but you still want me to throw them down??"

"That's right!" Feng Chenglin said solemnly: "Captain Liang, you should know about our family's situation, right?!"

Liang Buhuan: "..."

This is talking about the life and death of your grandfather and second uncle. What are you talking about about your family? !

"From the visual inspection of our family, there are only three generations of us left... And my grandfather has always been the head of my Ling family. Even if he dies, my second uncle will still be in charge. If it is my turn to be the head of the house No matter what, it will be decades later... This must be my second uncle who died early..."

Ling Bufan and Ling Yunxi immediately glared.

This fat man is so outspoken.

Feng Chenglin stared at the two of them with guilt, and immediately lowered his voice bitterly.

"Third Young Master, so...would it be too much?! Look at the eyes of your old man and second master, it seems that they want to tear me apart now..."

Ling Luoyu laughed badly: "It's okay, I won't tear you apart after I save them..."