Princess Against the World

Is this extremely confident, sure that they will be fine, or is there some mystery in it that they have not understood! ?

"Liao, what do you mean?" Feng Chenglin pointed behind him: "You know clearly that there are soldiers chasing us behind, but you still want to take us to escape? This...isn't this asking for death?"

"Didn't you say that for the sake of freedom, nothing is important?" Liao Feng turned his head and looked forward, speaking calmly.

Feng Chenglin felt like he was being slapped in the mouth, and twitched his lips: "But you just said that you want to live in an ignoble way! Now...how dare you run away so desperately?"

"Fat man!" Ling Luoyu stared and looked behind him quietly: "They did this because this is not the first time they have done such a thing!"

Except for her and Feng Chenglin, none of the people here were shocked when they heard that there were pursuers behind them!

Even A Liu only trembled but did not shrink back!

You know, she was just captured!

But now?

Escape again!

With sharp eyes, the corners of her lips were slightly raised to meet Liao Feng's eyes: "They won't kill you, but they won't let you go either, right?!"

Liao Feng had a strange look in his eyes: "How do you know?"

"I also know that even if we get rid of the Zhou family, we will still fall into the hands of the Yan family! Because slaves are slaves, no matter whose territory they are on, they are slaves..."

"Then why are we running away?" Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes.

Isn't this a disease? !

Since they are all the same, then in whose hands are they slaves? Aren’t they all the same?

Do you really want to choose a master? ?

"Running depends on our luck!" Liao Feng sneered: "Anyway, it's a dead end. Anyone who doesn't run will die. Why not run? Besides, whether it kills us or not depends entirely on the mood of those people. Maybe if someone is in a good mood tonight, he will let us go if he runs away. On the contrary...if we bump into someone who is in a bad mood and sits in a cage, he will be killed!"

It’s all death anyway!

Why not struggle for yourself before you die! ?

Feng Chenglin was speechless for a moment: "What you said seems to make some sense!"

He was speechless!

but--

What's going on with those people in the back?

Why haven't you taken action yet?

"You won't tell me, did the territory change in front? Then why don't the people on the right take action?" He turned behind him and lowered his voice.

He could smell murderous intent in the air.

"These people are obviously murderous. If we don't..."

"They are waiting!" Ling Luoyu suddenly interrupted him.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on him instantly, with different expressions.

Liao Feng frowned: "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until we take action!"

"..."

"Didn't you say that this is a game? It's a game based on other people's moods... Now, the world is here waiting for us to make the first move, and then they will chase us!"

Feng Chenglin was a little confused: "...Is there any difference?"

It’s time to take action anyway, so what are you waiting for?

"Fat man, this kind of game is all about rhythm and heartbeat! If it doesn't feel good, then killing more people will be in vain... But if it does, it's worth the risk and hard work!"

"...Third Young Master, you'd better...just tell me!"

"Let me tell you this, we run to the last minute and victory is in sight..."

Ling Luoyu's fingertips pointed forward, and the corners of his lips curved into a thin smile.

"As long as this passes, we will be reborn! But if we are killed before we are about to be reborn... that would be cool!!"