Princess Against the World

"If you are someone like Zhou Chong, you will naturally not dare to be presumptuous! But now...here comes someone who dares to be presumptuous!"

Liao Feng suddenly grabbed Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin's arms, pulled them back hard, turned around and ran away.

"What are you still doing? Let's go! Are you going to stay here and wait to be taken back by the Zhou family?"

The others hurriedly fled backwards, as if they were awakening from a deep dream.

only--

"stop!"

Following the scolding, dozens of Yan family guards also stood up and came out of the darkness.

Ling Luoyu and others' footsteps suddenly stopped and they gathered quietly.

"It's good now. There is a wolf in front of you and a tiger behind you..." Feng Chenglin was speechless: "If I had known this, I might as well not have run away just now!"

On the contrary, he has become the toy of these people for nothing!

"Fat man!" Ling Luoyu calmly grabbed Feng Chenglin's wrist and retracted into the crowd.

"Why hide?"

"This person is not a good person. Have you forgotten what I said?"

"..."

"If you want to be the first, then go ahead!"

"...I'd better forget it!"

When Feng Chenglin ducked inside, he dragged A Liu in as well.

Liao Feng was quite a man. He took the lead and looked at the two approaching parties with eager eyes.

The leader of the Yan family is a white-robed man wearing blue-grey armor.

As for the others, they wore ordinary clothes.

"This isn't a battlefield, why is that guy wearing armor?" Feng Chenglin poked the person next to him.

The man was already nervous and sweating profusely. He rolled his eyes speechlessly: "He is Bach, one of the four guards of the Yan family! That armor is the armor symbol of the four guards. If you see someone wearing it in the future, People with armor, you’d better stay away!”

In such a fucking situation, he still has the mood to care about why people are wearing armor!

Why do you think you wear it?

It’s definitely not for looking good! !

"What about Zhou Yan? Who is he?" Feng Chenglin ignored his nervousness and continued to gossip: "I see that all of you are afraid of him!"

"You are not afraid?"

"..."

He didn't even know who he was, he was so scared!

"Zhou Yan is the third young master of the Zhou family. He has a very weird personality... If he is happy, he will rescue the slaves like a Bodhisattva and heal their wounds. But if he is unhappy, he can talk and laugh. The skin is peeled off and the bones are peeled off, and the methods are vicious and cruel!"

Bach held a long sword at his waist, ignored all the slaves, and walked straight to the sedan chair.

"I don't know if it was the Third Young Master who came in person. I offended you just now. Please forgive me... But the battle just now was not caused by our Yan family. It was the Third Young Master's people who were the first to hurt our Yan family. Family members, that’s why the misunderstanding arose, I hope the Third Young Master Haihan..."

"You already said it was a misunderstanding, so what's there to care about!? Zi, help me down!"

"yes!"

A child got out of the sedan in response, removed the longboard, and pushed out an iron wheelchair.

A thin, pale young man sat reclining in a wheelchair.

"He's a cripple!" Feng Chenglin blurted out.

This sound is not loud.

But in the stillness of the night, it reached some people's ears very clearly.

The Zhou family guards who were following Zhou Yan immediately looked at Feng Chenglin.

Bach and other guards of the Yan family also looked over.

Those eyes are different!

However, more than anything, it was like looking at a dead person!

——Some people are examples of seeking death!