Princess Against the World

Before Ling Luoyu could speak, he rushed out following the smell of meat.

Du Kongli subconsciously pointed to his sleeping partner: "It's not... he..."

"You carry it..."

Du Kongli looked at Ling Luoyu speechlessly.

Her eyes squinted, her lips curled slightly: "Look at what I do? Is it because I want to recite it?"

"Don't dare!" Du Kong twitched from the corner of his mouth, and finally squatted to pick up the person, followed Ling Luoyu, thinking of Feng Chenglin.

Fatty Feng at this time has an unprecedented speed.

First, the stomach is indeed too hungry, and second, because of the anger at the betrayal of the two.

These two guys, after meeting, they must be beaten into pigs.

Their brother Baba protected the two of them, but they did it well. After finding the food, they hid themselves and ate alone.

The ungrateful guy!

Such a person, not torturing him, is simply sorry for his indignation.

Following the smell, he quickly saw a bonfire.

At first glance, he saw a ball of barbecue on the bonfire. The "Pozzi" was emitting oil and smelled.

At the second glance, he saw Shao Zhiyan and Qiu Hanan sitting together opposite each other.

As for sitting on the back of the campfire, he could only look at a third person with a dark back, and directly chose to ignore it.

It's up to you who you are, and you'll have to beat those two first.

"You guys are stealing food!"

Amidst the roar, he suddenly flew up and threw himself up, squeezing it down with a heavy tonnage.

Oops, Shao Zhiyan and Qiu Han'an didn't even dodge in the scream of pain, but they were crushed by Feng Chenglin.

Involuntarily speaking, Fatty Feng's fist fell.

"You two have no conscience! You dare to avoid a few of our brothers and hide here to steal food... For something that is ruthless, unrighteous, and conscientious, today I will knock out your teeth and see how you steal it. eat……"

"Not..."

Before Shao Zhiyan’s defense could be heard, he was beaten back by Feng Chenglin with an iron fist.

"You have been arrested, so you dare to quibble! Do you really think that your uncle Feng's eyes are decorations?"

Fatty Feng became more and more angry as he spoke, his iron fist was like the wind, and he hit the two of them no less than a hundred to eighty in an instant.

"Fat..." Ling Luoyu's slightly strange voice sounded from behind.

Feng Chenglin didn't realize that it was wrong, and continued to roar, "Don't persuade me!"

His fists fell again and again, and Shao Zhiyan and Qiu Hanan screamed in sorrow, but they did not dare to fight back a little bit.

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu's voice raised a few points again.

Feng Chenglin held up his fist and shook his head impatiently.

"what?!"

Ling Luoyu and Du Kongli were standing on the side of the bonfire, but they were a little far away from the bonfire.

Even worse, Du Kongli was looking at him with an idiotic look.

Feng Chenglin was a little guilty inexplicably: "No, what do you stand so far away? There are some meat..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Special meat.

What else are your eyes doing?

Forget it! !

Her lips twitched, motioning him to look to the side.

"there……"

An ominous premonition floated on Feng Chenglin's heart, and he subconsciously followed Ling Luoyu's gesture to look.

What she wanted him to see was the black figure sitting with the campfire on his back, which he had just ignored.

Upon seeing it, he uttered an "Awk", turning off the two of them in embarrassment, looking at the dark shadow with a horrible expression.

"You...you... why are you here?!"