Princess Against the World

Just as the three quickly retreated, Hongsi also arrived at the place where they were standing.

I saw the condensed red silks suddenly exploded, spreading their teeth and claws in all directions, accurately plunging into the ground where the three people stood.

Feng Chenglin's white sweat instantly blurted out subconsciously.

"What the **** is this?"

Before he finished speaking, the red silks seemed to have heard his voice, and quickly pulled out the filaments from the ground, and with a bang, they shot towards Feng Chenglin like lightning.

"Damn shit!"

Feng Chenglin burst into anger.

Regardless of the 3721, the beast-shaped power suddenly burst out, turning fists into palms, and the aura formed by the condensed hands of the two hands is like a palm fan.

After a short period of resistance, the red silks collapsed suddenly, turned into countless spider webs, fell to the ground as if they were exhausted, and fled back to Zhuge Dali's body.

"Oh, what does this guy mean? Did he escape back?" Feng Chenglin suddenly became interested, with an aura of 2.8 meters: "They don't know what winning or losing is, right? They can't beat us. , just ran away with his tail between his tails?"

"This is the most terrifying place!" Ling Luoyu gave him a look: "Don't you think this thing is more scary than a ghost?"

"Take it down, this thing can be seen and touched, what's so scary? Ghosts are scary, okay? That thing is erratic..."

Feng Chenglin was most afraid of ghosts in his life.

The most not to be afraid of is this kind of thing that still knows what it means to be "greedy for life and fear of death".

"Three young masters, you've seen the world by going all over the world. A guy like this, who can beat it and run away, is the easiest to surrender..."

It runs, which means it is afraid.

Then why is it afraid?

Naturally afraid of death.

That's it!

"Can't it beat us? Then why are we polite?"

Feng Chenglin rolled up his sleeves and sharpened his fists again.

It has always been his style to go up if you can, and run if you can't.

To clean up this guy at this time, it is simply a matter of grasping it, and it is difficult to grasp it psychologically.

This time Ling Luoyu did not stop him.

Anyway, it seems that if he really does it, Feng Chenglin is not necessarily the one who suffers.

Moreover, she really wanted to see what the **** Hongsi was.

Feng Chenglin said it right, when he noticed his aggressive approach, Hongsi actually "slipped" back into Zhuge Dali's mouth.

Zhuge Dali, who was standing there like a petrified man, suddenly coughed loudly. The coughing person bent into a big prawn, knelt on the ground slumped and weak, and coughed out two mouthfuls of blood.

When Feng Chenglin walked in front of him, his cough gradually eased.

Embarrassedly, he wiped the corner of his mouth and raised his head slowly, just in time to meet Shangfeng Chenglin's gaze.

The two looked at each other.

Just as Feng Chenglin was about to speak, Zhuge Dali had already made a preemptive strike.

"Mr. Feng, yes, did you beat me?"

Feng Chenglin was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Did I beat you, do you have no points in your heart?"

This guy is really talented!

The essence of the wicked complaining first is the most vivid display!

Who knows, Zhuge Dali is even more serious: "You, you, why do you want to hit me?"