Princess Against the World

Zhou Yan's hands were trembling slightly.

"Are you really sure... we don't want to help?"

Right and wrong, success or failure, are fleeting.

If you don’t take action now, by the time you want to take action, the overall situation will probably be decided!

"...Don't worry, you won't need us!"

help?

I am very sure of that!

However, there is no need for them to take action.

Ling Luoyu can handle it alone.

Patting Zhou Yan on the back, he pulled him to sit down: "Let's adjust our breath first and heal ourselves, otherwise we won't have the strength to run away after a while!"

Zhou Yan: "..."

Intuitively, Dingmiao was as calm as Feng Chenglin.

Could it be that he also concluded that nothing would happen to Feng Chenglin?

Over there, the duel between Feng Chenglin and Fisherwoman has already given the answer.

Dieyi's lethality exceeded the fisherman's expectations——

When she saw the blue light, she was disdainful.

It was a flick of Yun Danfeng's fingertips.

She wanted to make Dieyi fly away and then take down Feng Chenglin.

Unexpectedly, the blue light, which looked very inconspicuous, actually passed through her pressure.

When she sensed that her breath was broken, she instinctively turned back to save herself.

Unfortunately, the trend of butterfly clothing is too fast.

When she retreated and returned——

"puff!"

The butterfly garment penetrated her shoulder blades.

Blood spurts out.

"call!"

Dieyi spun around in the air, turned back, and circled around Feng Chenglin.

The fisherman was injured, and the pressure was broken invisibly, forcing her to turn around and save herself.

Blood dripped down her fingers.

Drops fell to the ground.

"I didn't expect... you really have some tricks up your sleeve, no wonder you dare to challenge me!!"

The fisherman turned her fingers to stop the bleeding.

Looking at the inconspicuous blue light, after inflicting a penetrating injury on her, there was a tear on her back.

In other words, when viewed from the front, there was a traumatic wound on her chest that was as big as the tip of a needle, which was not worth mentioning.

But what about her back?

Leader Li’s pupils shrank visibly——

how did you do that?

From his angle, it looked like there was a small hole the size of a finger on the fisherman's back.

Even though she stopped the bleeding herself, the torn wound was full of flesh and blood.

The fisherman's wife didn't say anything about taking action again, which showed that this wound was unbearable for her.

"Dad?" Li Hai approached quietly and lowered his voice: "Looking at this, I'm afraid the fisherman won't be able to make any money!"

"Shall we... take action?" Li Zigui was also moved.

The fisherman is with them.

She was injured and didn't earn much benefit. They, Li Jiazhai, also had to bear the corresponding responsibility.

Village Leader Li frowned and said nothing.

"Grandpa, dad, fourth uncle, I think it's better for us to be more stable!" Li Zhengfeng muttered.

"...What do you mean?" Li Hai's eyes were unhappy: "Are you scared?"

"It's not fear, but worry..."

"What are you worried about? With your father and fourth uncle here, can you still do it?"

"This is not a matter of taking action or not. What I'm worried about is what happens next!"

"What happens next?"

"...You haven't thought about it, if...the fisherman loses..."

Later, Li Zhengfeng only indicated with his eyes but did not say anything.

That meaning is already obvious:

Fisherwoman, the odds of winning are not good! !

The three Li family masters instantly looked at each other——

This is exactly what they are muttering in their hearts but not facing head-on.

"She...is from the Shrine, and is the messenger of the Shrine!"