Princess Against the World

"What the hell is this?" Feng Chenglin shouted while waving his palms: "How the hell am I even hurt!?

After all, he is also a person with beast-like power!

How could he be so miserable that he was injured by a group of bugs?

He shook his right hand quickly to prevent the insects from adhering to the wound.

It's even worse over there at Dingmiao——

It used to be just a piece of oily skin, but now it's healed, and half of my arm is injured.

Those insects were like tarsal maggots, following the smell of blood closely, and pounced upward like crazy. No matter how much he dodged, they couldn't get rid of them.

"What on earth are these? They are not afraid of fire or shooting. How can we kill them?" Feng Chenglin was going crazy.

He tried several times to burn the bugs to death with a torch, but it was as if they were covered with fireproof covers, and it was useless no matter how much they were burned.

Dingmiao tried his best to bandage his wounds with clothes, but due to his hurry, there were still gaps, and many small bugs were already burrowing into the seams of his clothes.

Thinking of the scene where he was about to be swallowed up by a small insect, he felt cold: "Feng Chenglin, if you wait a while, I...then what, you must not be soft-hearted, kill me first..."

Feng Chenglin smiled bitterly: "What a coincidence, this is what I want to say..."

The two of them took a moment to look at each other——

"How about we help each other?"

"I think it's okay!"

"..."

Although they said so, neither of them dared to slack off.

Use the clothes as the axis and rotate in a circle to drive the bugs around as much as possible.

Even though they had used all their strength, the density of the little bugs was getting bigger and bigger.

Their demand for the smell of blood is like moths rushing to a flame, with a completely reckless rhythm.

Not to mention, Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao still have nothing to do with them.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two of them were annihilated by the little bug again.

"Fuck... I never dreamed that I would die in such a way..." Feng Chenglin cursed.

Dingmiao was also unwilling to give in: "If I had known this, I might as well have gone directly to the shrine and killed the god face to face. Even if I died, I would have left an eternal reputation for future generations to admire..."

"That's not admiration, it's a joke... It's a lesson for others... You know you're no match for someone else, but you still rush to die. That's stupid..."

"You are about to die, and you still have the desire to fight me..."

"You're going to die anyway, who are you going to quarrel with if you don't quarrel with me?!"

"..."

The two of them were bickering when they suddenly caught a glimpse of fire in the darkness.

"Dingmiao, have you seen it?"

"It seems to be someone..."

"..."

In the gap between the flying insects, a figure loomed.

When I looked carefully, it turned out to be Ling Luoyu.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Damn it, there she was, standing motionless with a torch.

If it weren't for the smile on her face, he would have thought she was dead.

"Miss Ling, come here and help..."

Dingmiao also saw Ling Luoyu and shouted anxiously.

"We can't hold on any longer!"

"Can't you hold it in?" Ling Luoyu's laughing voice came: "I see that you two are having a good time chatting, and you are also trying to fight each other. How can you not hold it in?"

"..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly understood why she stood watching the show and didn't help.

"Third Young Master, we are having fun in the midst of suffering. There is nothing we can do about it... You said that we are all going to die. Is this the death of a family suffering from great hatred? Of course it is the death of enjoying the joy of suffering..."