Princess Against the World

Feng Chenglin heard the clouds and fog swirling around him and scratched his head, his balls hurting: "Third Young Master, can you say something that I can understand?"

"To put it simply, he'll be fine after a nap!"

"That's good, that's good, it's okay..." Feng Chenglin breathed a sigh of relief, sat down by the bed, and looked at the wounds on Mo Xuanchen's body, still feeling incredible: "But, these wounds on his body? "

Theoretically speaking, someone who could hurt him like this must have an incredible level of cultivation.

However, since he was a heaven-defying being, how could a fight leave only...such a trivial wound on his body?

Such an injury, let alone Mo Xuanchen's body, would not be fatal even if it were placed on their bodies.

"Why...he was only slightly injured?"

"A little injury?" Ling Luoyu's charming eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent: "It was because he was exhausted in order not to get hurt. After he was exhausted, he was forced to suffer such an injury... Fatty, It’s not what you think.”

Mo Xuanchen must have met an absolute master. In the confrontation between the master, Mo Xuanchen did his best, so much so that the opponent left such a wound on his body.

In other words, if it were not Mo Xuanchen, but her, or Feng Chenglin, they would probably be on the road to reincarnation by now, instead of just suffering such a little injury. Simple.

Feng Chenglin also thought about the power of it. Thinking about it carefully, cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Oh my god, if you put it like that, someone who can hurt him like this and still push him to the point of exhaustion... what kind of cultivation level must he have?"

"Yes, what kind of person must he be to hurt him like this?" Ling Luoyu's fingertips caressed the back of Mo Xuanchen's hand and whispered: "What have you experienced during this period of time?"

"So, he knew that he would be injured, and that he would be injured so badly, that's why he didn't take you with him and didn't let you know anything?"

Feng Chenglin hesitated for a moment, but still said what he was most worried about.

"Then do you think we know this person?"

"It's not that we know each other, but it may cause us harm!"

Ling Luoyu rubbed his brows and carefully sorted out the details of the whole thing, thinking about the causes and consequences, trying to find out the most critical root cause.

"Fat man, tell me, if he didn't tell us before, it was because he was afraid that we would be in danger if we followed him...Does it mean that he already knew that he would end up with such a serious injury? In other words, he knew his opponent's sharp?"

Feng Chenglin was surrounded and felt dizzy, but he still nodded: "What you said should be right... right?"

"Remember this, then, could this person have already appeared next to us? But we didn't notice it?"

Mo Xuanchen has been protecting her.

In order to protect her, he hid his entire body, even his whereabouts, well hidden.

She was just afraid that after knowing the clues about this matter, she would follow the traces to find him and get involved in this dangerous matter.

"...Third Young Master, what do you want to say?"

"If I can never find this clue, then there is no need to hide it from me, but he is so evasive. Why?"

Feng Chenglin didn't know how to answer.

After being stunned for a long time, he replied with one word: "...Huh?"